She unzipped her pants, her eyes glued to his as she did. With unsteady fingers, she slid her pants down, shifting her weight to slide them all the way off. In a moment of boldness, she spread her legs, watching his reaction when she touched herself over her panties. His eyes heated and before she knew it, he was on top of her, pinning her arms above her head.
She closed her eyes and waited, her anticipation building as he continued to hold her in place. When she opened her eyes again, he was staring down at her, his gaze filled with promise. He shifted his weight as he straddled her, pressing his hard cock against her center.
“Please,” she gasped.
“Please what?”
She bucked her hips against him, craving more contact. His lips curved into a smirk.
“Not yet. Tell me. Use your words.”
“I want to feel you inside me.”
“Good girl,” he growled.
Those two words sent a rush of heat straight to her core. She was ready for him, her muscles clenching in anticipation. Moving quickly, he positioned himself above her and paused, staring down at her before taking the lacey fabric of her panties and tugging hard. She gasped in surprise as the fabric tore beneath his hands and she was suddenly bare.
“God!” she cried out as he buried himself inside her, the unfamiliar sensation of skin against skin nearly toppling her over the edge.
“Okay?” He went completely still.
“Yes. You just—this just—fuck," she whimpered, trailing off before she could complete her thought.
“You are so fucking wet for me.”
With that, he lost himself in her, his desperation showing through his deep powerful thrusts. She met each one and her skin prickled as a fine layer of sweat covered her body. He reached for her hand and held it tight as his breathing became ragged.
Any doubts she had about their relationship moved to the back of her mind as she focused on the way her body felt while joined with his. She looked up to find him watching her carefully. Overwhelmed by a feeling she wasn’t willing to label, she closed her eyes and held him closer. Her breaths came in short gasps, and before long she felt her body begin to quicken. With a loud cry, she spiraled to her release with Andy following immediately after, spilling into her as she pulsed around him.
He rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him. With her head tucked under his chin, they waited for their breathing to return to normal. After a few minutes she became aware of his fingers stroking her hair.
“That was—wow,” Samira said before placing a possessive kiss on his chest.
“It felt like goodbye,” Andy murmured. “I’m not ready for goodbye.”
Samira rolled off him so she could get a better look at his face. “What?”
“Keep the house.”
She sat up and stared at him. “Andy, what am I going to do with it? You know my life is here. We’ve already talked about this.”
“I’m not saying you need to give up your life. I just need more time. Can’t we keep things the way they are for a little longer? And then we can figure out what we want to do.”
She pulled the sheet up to cover herself as panic began to set in. “It’s not that simple. I’m not sure I can keep doing some ofmy work from home for much longer. Andrea just talked to me about increasing my responsibilities.”
“Well, we can figure it out. I’m just asking you not to put the house on the market until we do,” Andy pleaded. “That way, you’ll have time to decide if you can continue to split your time between here and there. And you’ll have your own space to do it.”
“Even if I can’t spend much time there?”
“Yes. Give us time to figure things out. I just need for one thing to stay the same. I can’t lose you and my mom at the same time, which is possible once I tell her I’m handing the business over to Eddy.”
“Okay. I guess there’s no rush…”
***
Andy watched Samira as she sat next to him at the kitchen island and ate her cold noodles. She wore nothing but his t-shirt, and he couldn’t bring himself to look away. She always looked amazing, but he especially appreciated the way she looked wearing his clothes. Despite the larger size, it covered her just enough to keep her from being indecent. His eyes lingered on her upper thigh.
“Are you going to have to do the commute for a couple weeks then? Since your boss doesn’t want you to work from home anymore?” Andy asked.
