“Oh, I intend to tomorrow. Would you like me to send you a photo of that session, too?” I pulled away and asked, back to my fake sweet voice.
“No, I would not like a fucking photo.” She was starting to lose control. Her face had gone red, she shook all over and spittle gathered on her lips.
“Your choice.” I pinned her against the front door and leaned in so close a feather wouldn’t have been able to get in between our lips. “If I ever find out you’ve been putting him down again, or having a go at him, screaming all your bullshit to make him feel like crap, just because you’re feeling guilty that you fucked up the best thing you’ve ever had, I will come for you.” I stepped back just a little, her cheap perfume was making me feel nauseous. “And you will not like the session I have planned for us.” She didn’t say anything else, just pushed me out of the way and legged it out of the door. “Okay, bye then, nice to meet you,” I yelled cheerfully after her and waved before shutting the door behind me.
CHAPTER 18
MORGAN
Fuck me, she was wonderful. I waited for her to close the door before sweeping in and pressing her up against it.
“You’re amazing you know that?” I pressed my lips against hers as she wrapped her arms around my neck and ran her fingers through my hair.
“It was so worth it.”
“What photo did you show her?”
We had been taking lots of sexy photos together lately; it was what we used on the nights we couldn’t be together. Andie held up her phone and grinned at me. I studied the photo, it was one I had seen and used many times before. I would never get fed up of seeing her riding my cock, the way her breasts were pushed up against my chest. The way her hair fell down her bare back, her curves, and the look in her eyes as she stared into the camera. My cock was hard thinking of it.
“That’s a good one,” I said into her lips, my hand caressing her arse. I stepped back and looked her up and down. “Fuck, you look good. I don’t think I’ve seen you in jeans before.”
“Oh, these?” She kicked up her one leg. “Just something I threw on.” She smiled.
“Yeah, they are so fucking tight. Shows off your curves.” I bent back down and began to suck her neck, her hands on my arms squeezing hard.
“Morgan.” She breathed. I loved the way she said my name.
“Has the bitch gone?” my mother called out from the kitchen.
I broke away from Andie and poked my head around the kitchen door. “Yeah, Andie scared her off for now.”
“Good, I’m glad.”
I was blushing, I knew it but couldn’t stop it. I reached up and rubbed the back of my head.
“I was wondering if you and dad could take Charlie out for an hour?” I looked back at Andie, smiled, then looked to my mother.
“Uh huh,” Mum said with a knowing smile, making me blush even harder.
“Yeah, of course we can. Just give us ten minutes to get ready.”
“Thanks, Mum.” I closed the kitchen door and grabbed Andie’s hand. “Come with me.”
I pulled her up the stairs and into my bedroom, closing the door behind us I pushed her up against it. Taking her mouth with mine, my fingers began working on the buttons of her blouse.
“Morgan, what are you doing? Your parents are downstairs.” She gasped, stopping my hands progress.
“Yeah, but I’ve asked them to go out for an hour, so I can thank you properly.” I stepped back and pulled my t-shirt up over my head, dropping it to the floor. I made quick work of my jeans and boxers and stood before her naked. “Your turn.” I gestured to her.
Andie bit her lip, looking me up and down agonizingly slowly. My cock jumped under her gaze. She moved quickly to the window and closed the curtains. I can’t believe I didn’t thinkof that, the neighbours would have had a show. I heard the front door closing and Andie peeked her head through the curtains.
“They gone?” I asked. When she nodded, I demanded, “Then get your clothes off.” Andie visibly gulped but did as I asked until she was standing in a white floral underwear set. “All. Of. It.” I growled. “And put the heels back on.”
Her gaze didn’t break from mine as she stripped off the last of her clothes and stood in front of me in only shiny black heels.
“Come here,” I told her, moving to the bed. She reached around and gripped my cock hard, stealing away my breath. “Fuck, baby,” I moaned as she pumped me.
She moved around to my front. “You liked looking at that photo of us?” She let go of my cock and squeezed my balls gently.
