Chapter 22
Charlie
Andy has literally fucked my brains out.
I don’t think my mind has ever been this quiet.
It’s eery, but also so nice. Between him and Max I can’t believe I ever thought Brad was any good in bed.
I didn’t know what good sex was. I see now I mostly just craved the attention and that’s what made mediocre sex with Brad seem good.
Never again. I am not settling for anything less than earth shattering orgasms from men.
Andy and I took a shower after our fun in the living room.
It was more about getting clean than anything else, but that didn’t stop us from making out during.
And after. And now we’re both naked, standing in my bedroom and making out some more.
We’re supposed to be getting dressed, but I just can’t get enough. I’ll take whatever Andy is giving.
My phone rings on the bed, and I break away from Andy for one second to look over and see who is calling. It’s almost like Brad knew I was thinking of him. I groan, my post sex bliss drying up in an instant.
Andy frowns, “Is that him?”
I nod, pursing my lips. Andy grins mischievously at me and lays me down on the bed. He uses one hand to spread my legs open and the other to grab my phone. Right as he answers, he slips two fingers inside of me and I moan.
“She’s busy bro,” Andy growls before hanging up the phone and tossing it back on the bed.
Andy wastes no time after that, thrusting into me with his fingers while he leans down to make out with me some more. I didn’t think I had another orgasm in me, but he makes it happen. I cry out as I come, and I feel Andy smile against my lips.
“I couldn’t let that son of a bitch steal your smile.” His mumble vibrates against my lips.
I smile, feeling his lips rings brush against me as I do. “You’re too sweet.”
Andy shifts against me and I can feel his erection growing again. “Not too sweet,” he growls with a wink.
“Oh my god Andrew. I can’t. No more. Not right now,” I mumble, wiggling beneath him.
“Well lucky for you, I gotta get to work.” He plants one more kiss on my lips before lifting off me. “I promised Max I would get some stuff done at the bar. Although I would much rather stay here and hang out with you.”
I sit up and watch Andy get dressed. His body is incredible. He’s almost completely covered in intricate tattoos and just like Max, he’s unbelievably muscular. I think I could spend an hour inspecting his tattoos and still not fully appreciate the sheer amount of art that he has on his body.
“There will be time to ogle me later,” Andy teases. “You should get some rest.” He comes over and gives me a quick peck on the lips before picking me up and throwing me towards the head of the bed.
I nestle into the pillows and smile. “You gonna tuck me in?”
“Absolutely,” Andy says, throwing the blanket over me with a flourish. He takes his time pushing the blanket underneath me until I am completely cocooned in warmth and coziness.
My eyes start to droop as I watch Andy plug my phone in. He gives me a tender kiss on the forehead, and I am asleep before he’s even shut the lights off.