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“Lie back,” Luke rasped, “I want you all the way back.” She fell back, tugged by that strong arm until her back met his chest. Their movement had him slipping out of her a bit, and as Andy peered down their bodies, she quickly realized that had been Luke’s intent. This new position — with his penis having to curve up into her from below— naturally made deeper penetration more difficult.
Sneaky bastard.
But, oh man, did the new position feel good. Now Luke could wrap both his arms around her chest and fondle her breasts. Which he did with enthusiasm. Reclining against the pillows, he pinched and tugged on her nipples as he gently rocked his hips up into her.
Her head rested against his shoulder. Her hands moved to where they were joined. Both of their gazes locked there too.
“So fucking beautiful,” Luke murmured as he continued that gentle rocking. He wasn’t driving into her more than a few inches, and he really didn’t have to because those few inches were hitting a spot. A lusty spot. The tip of him just nudging it over and over. So much friction on that one little spot that she didn’t even need to place her finger on her other spot.
But of course she did. Because she was a bad little bird. And right now, being a bad little bird felt so freaking good. Everything just kept coiling tighter and tighter as she rubbed and he rocked, and she gasped and he groaned.
Then suddenly, his mouth was at her ear, sucking her lobe in hard only to release it with the gritty bite of his command. “Fucking come. Fucking come on my cock right now.”
There was no way she could deny the man. Her vagina drew in tight, locking in the mother of all clenches around Luke’s penis as his breath hissed hot over her cheek.
Then she broke.
The force of her release crashed over her in a rush of heat and uncontrollable pulses that were damn near seismic in their intensity.
“Oh, sshhhit, Bird, sorry, I can’t… just can’t hold…” The garbled words got lost in the force of Luke’s thrusts. Andy could barely hear them anyway as she was still breaking apart, still splintering as, underneath her, his hips went from that gentle rocking to a primal pounding.
A primal pounding that made all the pulses sharper. That fed them energy. Her orgasm spiraled into a second one. Not quite as strong as the first, but strong enough to push Luke over the edge too. Strong enough to have him crying outhername when he came.
And when he shouted it out — arms locking about her in the most wonderfully-fierce embrace — he shouted out every single syllable of it.
“Andalise!”
He said it over and over as he filled up that condom with his millions. As he held her so tightly to his chest. As the force of their dual releases dissipated and their racing heartbeats slowed.
Then he fell quiet, breathing heavily under her as she lay there smiling and spent and stuck on the way her name had sounded like a song coming off his lips.
Andalise, Andalise, Andalise.
“Andalise?”
“Yeah?”
“I have to get the condom off before I go limp.”
“Oh. Right.” As he carefully pulled out of her, she carefully rolled off of him. Then Luke hopped up from the bed and disappeared into his bathroom.
She smiled up at the ceiling fan, whispering her name over and over in her head.
Andalise, Andalise, Andalise.
Naturally, this turned into a litany of Andalise Rhodes Whittenbalms.
By the time Luke crawled back into bed, she couldn’t hold back the words any longer.
“My name is Andalise Rhodes Whittenbalm, and there are twenty-five letters in my name.” She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth as if she could suck the words back in. But, of course, she couldn’t. Oh lord, she’d just blurted out her last secret. Would Luke be mad?
She glanced at him. He lay on his side facing her, brow arched. “You have two last names?” he asked in confusion.
“No. Rhodes is my middle name. Actually, it was my mother’s last name before she married my dad the first time. And Whittenbalm is my dad’s last name, so I suppose you’re right. I do have two last names. I also have twenty-five letters in my name, and I was born February 25th at 12:25 in the morning. Isn’t that remarkable?”
Luke’s mouth tilted up, sleepy eyes sparkling. “Yeah, I’d say Andalise Rhodes Whittenbalm is pretty fucking remarkable.”
She nodded, ridiculously happy he understood how remarkable her name was.
