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Sorry, that it's been so long since I last updated this story but I'm so obsessed with Captain Swan right now that it is actually ridiculous. They are constantly in my head, pestering me to write this or that scenario! But I was actually able to silence their voices for today so that I'm able to write some updates that are long overdue!

So, here is Andy's revenge! I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 4

Another exhausting day was over and he wondered when they would ever get a break. When their lives would calm down just a little so that they would finally find the time to talk. But it had been such a chaos over the last two weeks that they hadn't even found the time to have sex and he missed her.

And not only the sex. They weren't living together. Hell, he didn't even know if you could call what they were doing a relationship. But he missed talking to her, he missed having her around him, missed having her to himself.

As if his thoughts had conjured her up he spotted her sitting in his truck as he walked out of the building and over to his car and a huge smile spread out over his face as she jingled with the car key. He had given it to her a few weeks ago, seeing the brief flash of surprise crossing her face as she closed her fingers around it.

They both knew it was an important step towards a new beginning since he had been so adamant to get them back from her after they had broken up. But they hadn't had time to talk about it. She had been almost falling asleep right where she had been standing and he had to get back to work. He had given her the spare key without any thought, just had wanted to help her get home as fast as possible and she had shot him a soft smile before she had turned around and had taken his truck home with her.

He climbed into the truck beside her, turning around to face her. "Need a ride home?"

"Not yet." She said ominously and he furrowed his brows in confusion but a moment later she slipped down from the seat, kneeling on the ground, reaching for his pants.

"McNally, what are you doing?"

"Revenge!" She replied with a smug grin on her face.

"Are you serious?" He asked incredulously, suppressing a groan as she pressed the palm of her hand against his already hardening cock. "Here?"

"Here!"

She lowered the zipper, her hand reaching into his boxer briefs and she pulled his cock out, her eyes turning hungry as she pumped her hand up and down, her fingers tightening around him even further.

"Fuck!"

He knew he should stop her. They were in the middle of the parking lot. Someone could walk by at any moment but she lowered her head in that moment her tongue darting out and licking the precum from the tip of his cock before she closed her mouth around him and there was no way he would stop her now. And they both knew it.

She was sucking him in as deep as possible, he could feel the back of her throat and he threaded his hand into her hair, his fingers digging into her scalp as she slid up and down, increasing his arousal with each lick of her tongue, each pump of her hand.

He was praying that it was late enough that no one would surprise them but then he heard the door to the station open and he groaned, wanting to curse loud that he had to stop Andy before whoever had just walked on the parking lot would catch them.

"Someone is coming." Sam hissed but Andy just closed her mouth more firmly around him.

"Sam, what are you still doing here?" Oliver's voice drifted over to them and Sam was grateful for his jeep, the height of the car preventing Oliver to see Andy on her knees, giving him a blow-job.

But only as long as he wasn't stepping closer and Sam pulled at Andy's hair, wanting to tell her silently to stop but she just kept twirling her tongue around him and he felt as if his head would explode any second.

"Sam, you alright?" Oliver asked concerned, looking over the roof of his car.

"I'm fine." Sam said, waving him off, hoping he wouldn't decide to come closer. "Just a long week."

"Wanna go for a drink?"

Sam bit his tongue as Andy grazed her teeth over him, sucking at the tip hard before gliding down his whole length again, making his hand shake against her head as he was fighting for control.

"Naa, I just need to get home and hit the bed." Sam replied, surprised that his voice almost sounded normal.

"Okay, then." Oliver shrugged his shoulders and opened the door of his car. "See you tomorrow, Sammie."

"See you tomorrow!" Sam felt a trickle of sweat run down his temple and he forced his mouth into a hopefully normal looking smile as Oliver drove off and waved at him through the window before turning on the street.

"Fuck, Andy! Just ..." He sucked in a breath, a growl forming at the back of his throat as she let his cock plop out of her mouth for a few moments, her hand pumping him hard, up and down, before she took him back in, sliding down and taking him in as far as she could and he could only groan out with pleasure. "Oh my God, just like that!"

He couldn't keep his hips from rocking up, her hot mouth close around him, her tongue pressing against his cock and she was sucking him as if her life depended on it one second and the next she was hardly touching him, just her tongue licking over his tip and she was driving him mad, he was so close to begging her to just close her mouth around him again and suck him, and pump him and lick him. He didn't even know anymore what he wanted most. He just needed her to take the edge away, his cock was pounding, his mind was reeling, his balls were almost bursting and he just needed to come.

His head hit the head rest hard, the groans slipping over his lips and he bucked up again, his breath hitching in his throat as he felt his balls tightening, a last suck of her mouth and he exploded, his release spurting into her mouth and he gripped the back of her head, holding her in place. He knew she wouldn't go anywhere, he knew she would swallow but he needed to make sure she stayed where she was because it was mind-blowing fantastic to feel her gulp around him, her hot mouth engulfing him while he emptied himself in her.

He couldn't even lift a finger, his hand slipping from her head as she pulled back and he opened one eye, looking down at her. She grinned from ear to ear, licking her lips suggestively and he wouldn't have been surprised if she had started to purr. She was so satisfied with herself it was ridiculous. But she could be proud. She blew his mind.

"Touché!" He croaked out, reaching for his pants to righten his clothes before he leaned back again. He just needed a few minutes to compose himself before he would be able to drive without setting the car against the next street lamp.

"How about I drive us home and you pay me back in bed?" Andy asked, her voice husky with need and he tilted his head slowly, his mouth curling up into a smug grin.

"Are you horny, McNally?"

"Very!" Her eyes flicked back to his lap and he already felt his cock stir again and yanking the car door open, he rounded the car in a hurry, almost pushing her off the passenger seat.

"Then you should be getting behind the wheel and drive us home before I'll decide to reward you while you are driving."

"You wouldn't!" Andy huffed while she climbed over to the driver seat.

"Don't test me!" Sam growled, getting in the car and slamming the door shut, letting his hand drop down high on her thigh, tempted to test if she was as wet for him as he hoped. "Just drive, McNally."

Okay, there is one chapter left in which I need to 'tackle' THE talk. I'll try to update sooner this time.