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A laugh rumbled up from his chest. Probably at her expense. Andy was too tired to care. Rolling back over, she pressed her backside into his crotch, gave a contented wiggle, and passed out.
Chapter twenty-eight
“Wakeup!”
Luke kept his eyes closed, enjoying the smell of sex lingering on his pillow. This because he’d tucked it under Andy’s hips sometime in the middle of the night, and when he’d taken her from behind, she’d come all over it. Not long after, Luke had passed out hugging the thing and had the best sleep of his life.
“Dude, wake up! I need you to take me home, so I can take care of my bird.”
Eyes closed, Luke cracked a grin. He’d sure taken care ofhisbird last night.
“For Pete’s sake!” Wicked fingers clamped down on his left nipple and twisted.
Luke’s eyes sprung open just in time to see Andy’s other hand moving in. “Oh, no you don’t.” Grabbing both her wrists, he rolled her so she was under him. Luke liked this new position. One he and Andy had yet to try. Heartbeat to heartbeat. Face to face. Eye to eye.
Of course, he’d also yet to kiss this woman on the mouth. Luke’s gaze sharpened on the beckoning slant of her lips. So pretty. So pissy. So perfect. He wanted those lips bad.
She knew it too. A tiny smile bloomed as she turned her head to the side to evade his mouth’s descent.
“So mean,” he whispered, tonguing the whorl of her ear instead.
“Ugh,” she groaned. “I think I’d actually prefer you stick that thing in my mouth.”
“Really?” He moved back in.
Andy made a face. “No way. We both have morning breath.”
“Other places then.” With a sly grin, Luke pressed a trail of kisses down her breasts and belly. At the waistband of her panties, he sucked a tiny pink bow into his mouth, then let it pop free. “How ’bout I stick it in other places.”
Andy bit her lip, indecision and lust plain on her face. “I really need to feed my bird.”
Luke tugged her panties down to her knees. “My bird really needs to feed me.”
“You are such a perv.”
“Yup. That one I’ll own.” He lifted her splayed knees and ducked his head under the band of her underwear, feeling it come to rest behind his neck as her legs found his shoulders. “Because I’m about to feast on this pussy.”
He did too — Andy whimpering with every lash and spear of his tongue — until minutes later, he’d wrung another orgasm from her. Ripping out of the snare of her panties, Luke quickly suited up with one of the condoms. Then he thrust in on a groan.
He’d meant to be controlled about it, but fuck if that was gonna happen. Not with Andy’s slick inner muscles still spasming and the soaked stretch of her curl-covered lips brushing the top of his fist. Both sensations pushed him straight to the edge of sanity as he drove in hard, fast, and with absolutely zero finesse. Over and over again. Burying her face into his shoulder, Andy hung on for the ride, and it wasn’t long before her drenched channel milked his cock to an explosive release.
It felt divine, that release.
So much so that a minute later, when Luke rolled to a sitting position on the side of the bed, he’d largely forgotten about the kiss that still alluded him. As his girl wobbled off to the bathroom all bandy-legged and goofy-grinned, Luke peeled off the condom, tied it, and dropped it in the wastebasket near his bed.
Not far from the bin, Luke spotted Andy’s dress in a rumpled heap on the floor. Not far from that, he spied a familiar piece of candy. Stomach rumbling now for actual food, he plucked it up and ripped off the wrapper.
Just as he slipped the tart treat between his lips, Andy padded back into the room. “That’s my lollipop,” she said, plopping down behind him.
“Finder’s keepers,” he drawled around the candy in his mouth.
“It fell out of my dress. It’s mine. Cherry is my favorite flavor.”
It was Luke’s too.
Scratch that. Andy’s pussy was his favorite flavor. The candy was probably a close second only because he could still taste her natural tartness in the mix as he laved it with his tongue.
“You’re a thief,” she pressed behind him. “You stole it.”
