“What?” He shrugged. “It’s not like anyone’d notice.”
I snorted, leaning down for another kiss as Andy’s hands pushed into the back of my jeans, shoving them down and out of the way and making me gasp as they trailed down the back of my thighs.
We could negotiate on the dress code for New Year’s Eve later. Right now, I wanted to lay my hands on every inch of Andy’s bare skin, not debate public decency laws with him.
He was joking, anyway.
Probably.
I laughed again as he rolled us both onto our sides, legs tangled together as we pushed the rest of our clothes out of the way, too eager to undress properly. Andy hissed as he shoved his underwear out of the way, hard cock springing free, already glistening with precome when I paused to look down between us, licking my lips as he curled his fingers around it, teasing himself expertly while I watched, transfixed.
“Been thinking about this for hours,” Andy said.
“I’ve been thinking about it for years,” I confessed, glancing up at his face just in time to catch another one of those rare, shy smiles.
Andy brought out my entire reserve of confidence, so it was nice to know that I could bring out a little of his shyness.
“C’mere,” he said, grabbing me with his free hand and dragging me in for a messy, open-mouthed kiss, tongues sliding against one another even as he pushed my underwear out of the way, a tiny grunt of frustration as he fumbled with the fabric making me smile against his lips.
The feeling that I might die if I couldn’t touch Andy eased as soon as we were pressed skin to skin, happy with what we had of each other, tangled in our own clothes but too comfortable together to strip off further.
Later. There’d always be later.
We had, as far as I was concerned, the rest of our lives.
“Hey, Kit?” Andy murmured between kisses, hand slowing as I traced circles on his bare hip. “I’m really glad you’re here.”
“The feeling isverymutual, I promise you,” I said.
Conversation dropped off as Andy drew me in for another kiss, hand still stroking rhythmically, tight arousal building in the pit of my stomach. We had three years of catching up to do, and he was apparently determined to do it in record time.
Not that I was about to complain.
I’d only heard a fraction of the sweet little moans and gasps I could draw out of him by touching here, pressing there, sliding my fingers over sensitive places, tickling and teasing, biting and nuzzling and licking in just the right spot.
But I was happy to take my time finding out, savoring each new discovery.
“Wanna feel you come,” Andy murmured against my jaw, hips jerking, precome flowing freely over his fingers now from both of us.
“You will,” I promised, voice trembling. I closed my eyes to focus on the feel of Andy against me, hot and slick and eager.
Searing tension built in the pit of my stomach, hips rocking against his, desperate for more friction even as his grip tightened and sped up. There was tension in his body, too, coiled up and ready to spring. In his hips, his thighs, the beautiful planes of his belly, everywhere I touched I could feel his need.
The white-hot rush of my orgasm hit all at once, fingers tightening around whatever part of Andy they’d been touching, a broken cry catching in my throat as I felt the heat of Andy coming on my belly, gloriously messy. His hips jerked against me as he rode it out, teeth sinking into my shoulder through my jumper and stifling a moan as he finally finished.
I still had a death grip on what turned out to be Andy’s thigh when the world stopped spinning.
Despite my exhaustion, despite everything we’d been through, I could’ve easily done that all again.
Thankfully, Andy seemed similarly inclined.
“Dear god that’s good,” he mumbled against my jumper, slurring lazily in the aftermath. “I’m serious about not letting you get dressed again.”
“I am still mostly dressed,” I pointed out between gasps for breath.
Andy grunted against me, weak fingers toying with the hem of the jumper I was still wearing.
“When I get you out of them, you’ll have to fight me to get them back on before you’re going back to work,” he said.
