JUNE 14, 1985
You and Randy were both fast asleep in his bed. He was against you while you laid on your back. It was about 9 in the morning when Randy woke up before you.
"Steph." He whispered to you. His head was by your shoulder and his arm was around you, his hand tucked underneath your shirt.
"Hmm?" You mumbled in response, your eyes still closed.
"Morning." Randy whispered, laughing to himself a little.
You smiled, then glanced at the clock. "Don't forget we have to go to breakfast with Ozzy and Sharon today." You moved your fingers along his bare back and his arm.
"Yeah, I know." Randy answered. "We have time."
Randy kissed you on the neck a few times, making you subtly moan. He repositioned himself and kissed your lips. He was on top of you now, your knees on either side of him. One of your hands moved through his hair, making Randy moan into your mouth when he tongue kissed you.
You moved so Randy could take off your shirt, and grabbed his face to kiss him again. Then, he started to move down your chest. His tongue was pressing against your skin every now and then, making your breathing change slightly. You felt his teeth brush against you, making you whine his name.
He smirked to himself as he sat up on his knees in front of you. Randy touched your legs, then put his fingers underneath the fabric of your underwear to take them off. You moved so he could get them off smoothly. You opened your legs and slightly bent them. Randy pressed his middle and ring finger against your clit, making you hum in pleasure. Still looking down, he started to slowly rub you in a circular motion.
You licked your lips, then Randy put his hand on one of your thighs, then he started to finger you. You sighed in pleasure when he moved his fingers in and out of you. Your body tightened and you whined when he hit a certain spot, making him mutter "fuck" under his breath. Randy changed positions and touched your thigh, his fingers feeling damp from your arousal. He took his underwear off and positioned himself over you.
You felt him brush against you, making you anxious. He moved his jet black hair out of his face and pushed his shaft into you, using his hand for assistance. You moaned his name and muttered something along the lines of "yes" under your breath.
Randy was moaning when he started to move in and out of you. His pace was slow at first, but he began to go faster and harder. One of your hands was on Randy's stomach, and the other one was gripping the pillow that was behind your head.
Randy was slamming into you hard when the phone rang on the nightstand abruptly. You jumped, and put your hand over his on your leg.
"Fuck, Steph." Randy swore, throwing his head back to get his hair out of his face. He was breathing hard, looking down at you.
"Just answer it." You managed to say, then whined "oh god."
Randy slowed down and reached to pick up the phone. He wiped the sweat off of his lip and answered it, moving painfully slow in and out of you.
"Hello?" He answered the phone, clearing his throat.
Randy pushed himself all of the way inside of you, making you turn your face away from him and cover your mouth.
"Yeah." He breathily said into the phone, kind of giving it away that something was going on. "I know."
Randy touched your face, making you look at him. His thumb touched your lip, which you let slide into your mouth. Randy watched you as you began to suck on his fingers, which turned him on. He didn't say anything, but smirked at you.
