*ALERTS-ADULT LANGUAGE/EXPLICIT SEX (AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER)*
x-Jack Gibson-x
A surprise knock on their door interrupts Andrea and Robert, who are about to engage in some afternoon delight; with a frustrated groan, Sullivan stomps to the door. "GIBSON...what's up?" he says, taken aback.
"Afternoon, Chief. Uh, may I speak to you and your wife?"
"Ah, hold one-ANDY-Gibson's here, he wants to speak with us."
This gives Herrera time to hurriedly button her blouse and make herself presentable.
"Come on in, Jack," she calls.
Jack gets right to it. "Chief, I owe you an apology for disrespecting your marriage, speaking against it the way that I have. It's not my business, and I never should have inserted myself into it. I hope that we can go forward with a clean slate?"
Sullivan decides to be gracious in light of his subordinate's grand gesture. "Of course, we can do that, Gibson. Andy and I really appreciate that coming to us like this had to be difficult. At one tine I held grudges; not so much anymore. We're fine." He offers his hand, then converts it to a bump (the pandemic, you know).
"That's all I wanted to say. Enjoy the rest of your afternoon. Chief, Andy."
"Be careful, Gibson."
"'Bye, Jack."
After he's gone, Robert turns to his wife: "Bye, Jack...Oh...Byyye, Jaaack " he mimics, in a sing-song approximation of her farewell to Gibson.
"Celos?" (Jealous?) his wife smirks, slinking toward him, unbuttoning her blouse en route.
When her blouse was open all the way (by now she and Robert are face to face-rather CHEST TO FACE), he slides her bra straps down off her shoulders, tucking the bra cups under her breasts; he kisses, licks, and nibbles everywhere-not just the obvious places, like her nipples. She melts into his arms when kisses UNDER her breasts: not many men seem to think of kissing
a woman there (neither Ryan nor Jack had known, apparently), and she moans, deeply and appreciatively...Perhaps this is why he 'undones' her so: he pays attention to the less-obvious erogenous zones...his patient and careful foreplay, in turn, makes HER hungrier for HIM.He continues his kisses on and around her breasts, she had unbuttoned and removed his shirt, revealing smooth-skinned, clearly-defined pecs, lightly furred. The very sight of him always gets her going-his constant work-outs have allowed him to maintain the herculean physique of the major college tight end he once was. She gently rubs his chest and strokes his wonderfully-soft chest hair. As she does this, he unfastens her skirt; before he has a chance to remove it, she takes his hand and leads him upstairs.
Topless, she grins toothily and gently but firmly pushes his rockhard chest; when he sprawls onto the mattress she kneels before him and in one quick movement takes a third of his stiffening member into her mouth; cheekily she rakes her teeth lightly over the soft skin of it: Sullivan jerks and gasps, groaning "Shiiit!; what the fuck!"-
Peering up at him with a devilish smile, Andy remarks "Can't talk right now. My mouth is full!"
"You're gonna PAY...you.will.PAY!" he laughs.
Andy's reply is a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders as she coaxes his beautiful prick back to life. It doesn't take much convincing once she laps (kittenishly) at his length with her tongue, then slides him into her mouth slowly-inch by inch... Sullivan's breath hisses between his teeth, and he shuts his eyes, letting his head loll back on the pillow.
"You're going to be the d-death of me."
His mighty staff is deep in her mouth, and the dedicated Latina shakes her head back and forth to indicate her agreement with her blurted statement...her teeth nip at him again and Robert yelps "Fuck!"
For several slow, sultry minutes, Andy's loving mouth and laving tongue work their magic on him: alternating between suckling him slowly and applying worshipful licks, determined that he knows the full breadth and depth of her love: no other lover has known this type of attention and certainly not to this extent; before she performed the act almost as a duty; since they began she truly enjoys the feel and taste of him in her mouth (and the pride in knowing that he is all hers...TOTALMENTE SUYO...
For Robert's part, he can count the times a previous partner has managed to bring him 'back to life' so soon after spending; he gives himself over to enjoying her gentle teasing and loving attention. She knows him so well by now that the particular twitch of his bloated staff lets her know that the time has come for her to speed up her movements ever so slightly; she opens her mouth and soft lips wider so that he can plunge himself into that wet orifice more freely...her hand, though it doesn't come close to encircling him grasps him at the base while she continues to make love to him orally at HER pace, HER discretion...her stroking hand aided by the seeping pre-cum from his tip flies up and down his wildly swaying staff, making a 'sliiick sliiick sliiick' noise...his back arches and the cords stand out in his throat, his eyes tightly shut...
After he explodes Andy gives him one final long, affectionate lick and slithers up beside him, her head on his shoulder. Her hand keeps stroking him, albeit slowly..."More?" she smirks and he nods tiredly. His wife pretends to consider it before swinging one leg over his groin (taking a moment to slide her underwear down and off and straddles..."JESUS!" she thinks to herself: already his cock is filling back up with blood-ready for battle...
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Station 19 & Grey's Anatomy One-Shots (& More Shots)
FanfictionOne-shots and ('MORE SHOTS') of Station 19 and Grey's Anatomy-most are some- 'canon', somewhat AU (the S19 are MOSTLY 'AU' because of the atrocious scripts by atrocious I mean SHIT). We hope that you enjoy. collaboration with patty_parker60