Chapter Twenty-two {Finally}

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{Andy Fowler}
I walked over to the bed and turned to him, he closed the door slowly and turned to me, his eyes darker than usual, making me breathe in quickly. He then started walking towards me, I felt more and more nervous at every step he took. When he was right in front of me, I choked on my breath at how close he was to me, I stared at his chest, I couldn't move my eyes to his. I felt his hot breath on my forehead, he then one of his fingers just above my belly button and slowly ran it up my torso.

When he got up to my chin, he lifted it up so my eyes met his beautiful dark ones.
He traced his thumb over my bottom lip and bit his own slowly, making my eyes flutter. He then removed his hand and pulled his shirt over his head, I couldn't help but look down for a second and then back up at his eyes. He smirked and I blushed a little, he then took my hands gently in his own and traced my fingertips over his toned torso, making me let out a small gasp, turning both of us on. Then he removes my shirt and leans closer to me, looking deeply into my eyes. Just as our lips are about to meet, he gently pushes me down on the bed and stands there, smirking down at me. I just lay there, not really knowing what to do.

A/n: so I couldn't find a spot to put these details so that scene above is kinda before all of this happened because once again, I couldn't fit it in so I'm putting it here.

"Time to finish what you started this morning," I whispered, and I felt him shudder.

"This is where the fun begins," I said seductively and making my way down.

He then gets on top of me in a quick move, making me gasp, he finally leans in enough for our lips to connect, making me relax in his touch. The kiss is passionate, but I know I need more, I need his touch on my skin. I try and take control by pulling him closer and making the kiss more heated, but he pulls away and smirks, making me whimper.

"Desperate are we?" He says in a low voice and gives me a smirky smile, I sigh and roll my eyes.

"Just kiss me.." I say under my breath and try to pull him down, but he grabs both my hands and pins them above my head, making me breathe in quickly.

He looks up at me for permission and I give him a quick nod, he pulls my skirt slowly and I breathe in heavily, he looked up at me and made a kiss with his lips, making me smile weakly. He slides my skirt off, making me shiver at the small cold feeling. I watch as he removes his own jeans, throwing them somewhere in the room. He gets back on top of me in a quick move, I smirk and turn us over so I'm on top, I lean down and connect our lips, I plant small teasing kisses on his lips and I can tell he's getting frustrated. I then slowly start grinding down on him and he groans into the kiss.

I do it in a very slow pace and then I feel him place one of his hands on my ass and roll my ass against him, making me grind down on him faster and harder, making us both let out small moans at the friction that is between us. I feel him slip his hand inside my briefs, he gives my ass a few gentle squeezes, making me let out small moans. I lean down to his neck and start planting wet kisses on it which I know has a special effect on him. Then as I let my tongue run over his sweet spot, he lets out a low groan. I start working my lips on his sweet spot and I feel him squeeze my ass a bit harder than before, making me let out a high pitch moan.

I felt so nervous before, but now I just want to feel all of him on me...
I then feel him slip my briefs down slowly, making my lower body twitch. He grabbed a nice handful of my ass and then turned us over so he was on top again, he pulled my briefs all the way off. He looked up my body to my eyes and I smiled weakly, he had a full view of me...
He then ran his warm hand up the side of my thigh, keeping his dark eyes locked to mine, up my hip and to the side of my torso which tickled a bit. He rested his hand on my jaw and looked into my eyes gently.

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