Friday I wake up feeling sore in places I never have before. That was a lot of sex in a short period of time. But boy was it worth it. Andrew walks out of his bathroom shortly after I open my eyes. He's still wet from his shower and all he has on is a towel.
Damn, this man is going to be the death of me.
"Good morning, beautiful. Did I wake you?"
"No, my bladder did."
He smiles as he leans over the bed to kiss me lightly on the lips.
"Well the bathrooms all yours. I'm going to get dressed and then I have to deal with a few things in my office before I'm yours for the day. If you can hold on a little while ill make you breakfast when I'm done."
"Let me make you breakfast. I owe you for that fabulous dinner last night."
"You don't have to do that."
"But I want to."
He kisses me again.
"Okay. The kitchens all yours then. If you need help finding anything just come get me in my office."
"Sounds good. Do you mind if I take a bath before I start cooking? I'm a little sore from all the fun we had last night."
I see a look of concern cross his face as he sits down in the bed next to me.
"Of course I don't mind. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"No. Nothing like that. It's just been a while for me and we did it three times in a few short hours. Muscles I haven't used in awhile got a good workout and now they're sore. That's all. I promise."
"How longs awhile?"
"Like eighteen months."
"Well, that is awhile. You should of told me. I would've been more gentle with you."
I pick up his hand and run my fingers over his palm.
"I didn't want gentle. I didn't want you to hold back. Andrew, when you lose control it's incredibly sexy. I like it."
He laces our fingers together and leans forward so our faces our only inches apart.
"Good, because honestly I don't know that I can control myself when it comes to you." He pushes the sheet aside to reveal my naked body. He runs his fingers up my leg. "Like right now, I want nothing more than to taste you." His finger runs between my folds. "Right here."
I close my eyes and moan at the contact.
"So what's stopping you?"
"Are you sure? You just said you were sore."
"I am but not sore enough to turn down an orgasm."
He gives me a big sexy grin.
"God, you are something else."
He positions himself between my legs and proceeds to give me just what I want. Afterwards he stands up and goes to grab some clothes. I can see he's very hard.
"Would you like me to take care of that for you? "
He turns back to me and leans over the bed so we're face to face.
"This time was all about you." He kisses my lips lighty. "We have all day and night together. We can worry about me later. Take your time in the bath. I have big plans for you later." This time he kisses me hard. By the time he pulls back I'm melting into the mattress and ready for it to be later. I can't wait to see what those big plans are.
I do take my time in the tub and when I get out I decide to just throw on one of Andrew's long sleeve button down shirts since I didn't bring a change of clothes. After I brush my hair and teeth, using my finger as a toothbrush, I head into the kitchen to start breakfast. I find stuff to make waffles, bacon,eggs and toast. Once I have everything made and put the plates in the oven to keep them warm I go to get Andrew.
I hear him talking before I get to the door. He sounds angry so I don't interrupt.
"No. I already told you I'm not dealing with this shit right now. I have company and and I would like to enjoy what little time I have with her so this is going to have to wait until Sunday."
There's silence for a minute so I'm assuming the person on the other end of the phone is talking.
"Look, he made his choice a long ass time ago. He's lived with it for twenty-seven years, he can die with it for all I care."
I hear him slam his phone down on his desk so I move to stand in the doorway. Andrew's pacing behind his desk running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
"You okay?"
He stops in his tracks and takes a deep breath before turning to look at me.
"Yeah. I'm fine." He smiles a genuine smile."You look damn good in my shirt."
I smile back as I run my finger down the front where its unbuttoned.
"You like?"
He sits in the chair behind his desk.
"I love."
I walk slowly towards him and as I go I unbutton his shirt. I'm completely naked underneath.
When I stand in front of him he just stares for a minute before he reaches out with one hand to pull me closer to him. He kisses my hip bone and then moves along my stomach. When he pulls back he looks up at me.
"You are so fucking beautiful. I can't seem to get enough of you."
He stands up and as he does he picks me up so that I can wrap my legs around him. He turns so he can set me on the edge of the desk and he kisses me.
As he does I undo his pants so I can free him. I'm ready for him. I'm wet and I ache with the need I have for him. I had enough foresight to stick a condom in the shirt pocket so I pull it out.
"Put this on. I'm ready. I want you."
He takes the condom and quickly slids it down his cock then before I know it he's pushing into me, hard and fast. I cling to him as we move together. He feels so good. I lean back on my elbows and he moves just enough to touch me inside at a different angle. I cry out at the new sensation. As he watches I move one hand down my body and then I begin to rub my clit as he continues to pump his hips.
"Fuck. I love watching you touch yourself."
He pulls out of me and just watches for a minute as I slide my finger down and inside me. After a few seconds I add a second finger and he groans as he watches. When I pull them out and move them back towards my clit he pushes back inside me. It only takes a few seconds for us both to be pushed over the edge.
"Oh shit. Andrew don't stop. Oh god, yes. Please."
"Thats it. Come with me baby. You feel so good. Fuck!"
When we've both felt the last ripples of our orgasms we pull apart and go about cleaning ourselves up. When we're done we head into the kitchen.
He pours us some orange juice while I get the plates out of the oven. We both sit at the island and start to eat. After a few bites I decide to bring up what I heard while he was on the phone.
"So I caught the end of your phone call. It sounded pretty intense. Everything okay?"
He takes a drink of his orange juice before answering me.
"It was my uncle Tim. Apparently, my mom contacted him. And the reason she contacted my uncle is because my father contacted her. He's dying and he wants to see me. They both do."
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Follow You (Second Chances Series Book 3)
Romance***Complete***Book 3 in a series involving the same group of friends** Andrew Miller had a difficult upbringing and as a result his friends are his family. He worked hard to build a life for himself and wants nothing more than to find someone to sha...
