AN: While I await to hear news of possible fire evacuations I decided to go ahead and post this chapter. It can be skipped if smut isn't your thing, this chapter isn't critical to the story, but it was necessary for the final piece of healing for our couple. The final few chapters will be coming in the next few weeks as we approach the end of this story. There's a few loose plot threads to address before we can lick the icing off this piece of cake.
Rated M for Mature, NSFW
Chapter 28
Sharon lit the Vanilla and Sandlewood candle as she waited for Andy to return from the kitchen. It was time to switch gears, to reconnect. She crossed the room and switch the stereo on, filling the room with the heated tones of Jesse Cook and the Spanish guitar. The lights were already dim, leaving just the candle flickering away on the nightstand to provide illumination. Sharon opened one of her dresser drawers and pulled out something to change into. As she stepped into the closet she found one of Andy's dress shirts and made a slight change in her plans. She quickly stripped down placing her items into the hamper and dry cleaning pile and pulled on a pair of her black cotton Calvin Klein underwear with the thick silver band. It wasn't her sexiest thong, but there was something about it paired with his button down that seemed to drive Andy nuts. She chose not to question it, and slipped on his white shirt, buttoning the four lowest buttons and rolling up the cuffs once. Flipping her hair out of the collar she turned the light off in the closet and stepped out into the room, just in time for Andy to return from the kitchen.
"Sharon —" his voice trailed off, losing whatever thought he had when he saw her standing bare legged in his shirt across the room from him.
She hummed in response, pleased that she could drive him to distraction. She crossed the room towards him, "Yes Andy?" She replied as she played with the buttons on his shirt.
"Uh, um," he let out. Feeling the blood begin to rush from his head he maneuvered them backwards to their bed.
When Sharon felt her knees hit against the back of the bed, she took advantage of Andy's distracted state to turn them around and push him into a sitting position on the bed. "I think you're entirely over dressed for the occasion."
Having sat down Andy found his blood pressure stabilizing and his hands moving up to her hips, "What are you going to do about that?" His voice returning.
Her hands moved to his tie which she gave a little tug on, "I think this can stay for now," but she loosened it a little to gain access to the buttons on his collar. She slowly began unbuttoning his shirt as she felt Andy move his hands down to her bare thighs causing her to shiver with anticipation. It had been far too long since they were intimate in this way.
The last several weeks filled them with such stress and emotional exhaustion that they had hardly touched each other let alone indulged in the nearly painful slow burn that they were building tonight. They both knew that if there were twenty years younger the main event would be nearly done by now. Clothes would be strewn across the room. The sex would have been hard and fast. There wasn't anything wrong with the quick and dirty sex, in fact on occasion Sharon found herself craving that, but tonight was something different. They weren't just looking to reconnect physically, but emotionally as well.
Sharon pushed his shirt off his shoulders and then tossed it on the other side of the bed before moving to his belt pulling it through the loops and letting it drop to the floor. "How's that?" Her voice was thick and warm next to his neck.
"Well you've certainly made progress, but it would appear that you've still have a ways to go," he turned his head and grabbed her neck with his lips giving it suck before letting her return to undressing him.
Sharon pulled at his tie again while biting her thumb as if she was trying to decide what to do next, when she caught the hunger in Andy's eyes. She knew how crazy it made him to watch her do that, and she drew it out for a moment longer before grabbing the ring of the tie and lifting it over his head and placing it onto her neck.
Before Andy could respond, she reached her hands underneath the hem of his undershirt and gave it a tug. He was tempted to be uncooperative, to make her work for it, but like her he had other plans for this evening than risking her mood. He lifted his arms and allowed her to slowly pull it over his head and toss it with his other shirt across the room. When her hands came back they went into his hair massaging his head as she made her way down his bare neck and finally to his chest. "Better?" she asked with a husky voice.
"Hmm, yes it would appear I've caught up, however I'm not sure I like you adding clothing as you're taking mine off. I don't think that's how it is supposed to work Sharon," he added teasingly as he gave his own tie a tug as it hung on her neck.
"Well by my count you're still a bit overdressed compared to me, even if I did add the tie. However, I would consider that more accessory than clothing." Sharon knelt before him and removed his shoes and then his socks, looking up at him the entire time knowing that he was staring down the shirt hoping to get a peek of her cleavage - trying to determine whether she was wearing a bra or not.
She let her hands slide up his pant legs, resting on his thighs. She could see the growing bulge in his pants and licked her lips. Andy knew exactly what she was intending to do when he saw the look on her face, but he had something else in mind at the moment.
"Now we are even," he said pulling at his tie to bring her back to her feet. His hands slipped under the shirt and felt her bare ass and then the cotton thong she was wearing, "I see you have on one of my favorite pairs."
"These? Oh I didn't realize they were your favorite. Are they? That's good to know," she teased at him as he pulled her onto his lap, her legs straddling either side of him.
Andy grunted in response as she rocked her hips against him. Deciding to take the upper hand, he brought his hands back up from her ass and to the lower buttons of the shirt and began to undo each of the buttons, "Well I can't be sure until I actually see them."
Once he finished the shirt fell open and her pale white skin was exposed to him, he couldn't help but bring his hands up to her stomach running them down to the silver waistband. He felt her shiver under his touch and grinned, "Hmm the black ones, well those are my second favorite ones…"
Sharon looked at him in surprise, "Second?"
He nodded as his mouth moved to her neck, "Yep."
"And what pray tell is the first?" She asked as she angled her neck to give him better access.
"Hmm," he replied distractedly more interested in her skin than answering questions, "Maybe I'll tell you later."
"Maybe you'll tell me now," she bucked her hips into his.
"You don't play fair," he replied quickly.
"Sure I do, you just don't like my rules." She nibbled at his ear and moved her hips again.
"Hon, I love your rules but I have a few of mine own." His hands slid up her stomach to her breasts causing her to groan as a finger swiped across her nipple.
This time when her hips moved against his he knew it was for an entirely different reason. Andy's hands continued to move up her chest to her shoulders where they slipped once again under the shirt. He took a moment to massage her shoulders before pushing the shirt off and down her arms. He leaned back a little so he could she her clearly, "Now that's better." He took a few moments admiring her beauty, the light flickering against her skin, the dark tie laying between her breasts pointing at her black thong. It was a wonderful sight, more sensual than any negligee she could buy.
When she arched her back in response to his touch he let out a groan, feeling his pants grow even tighter. "I think this may be my new favorite tie," he whispered as he gave it a tug bringing her face back down to his.
Sharon's hands moved down his chest pausing at his nipples giving them a squeeze before reaching his stomach causing him to jerk towards her. She smiled, loving how responsive he was to her touch. She could feel how hard he was beneath her and knew she would need to move soon to help him find relief, but for the moment she continued to rock her hips against his reveling in the friction of her underwear and his pants against her clit. The feeling was causing her to get wetter and even more excited.
She felt Andy move beneath her, but before he could shift their position she, somewhat reluctantly, stood up and moved off him. They both groaned at the loss of contact, but Sharon's hands quickly moved up to his chest and pushed him against the bed as she moved down towards the button of his pants. Andy looked at her and saw a wicked grin slid across her face as she palmed him first and then undid the top button. She moved her mouth to the zipper and clenched it between her teeth as she gave it a tug. The teeth of the zipper began to slowly pull apart as her lips moved down. Andy stayed as still as possible, ignoring the undeniable urge to thrust his hips into her face. He tilted his hips up and let her shimmy his pants down leaving him in his boxer briefs.
"Flip over," she demanded.
Andy loved it when Sharon got bossy in the bedroom and made quick work of maneuvering onto his stomach. His hand reached to move his balls and cock into a more comfortable position before folding his arms up above his head. He had an idea of what she was planning on doing when he saw the lit candle, they had only done it once before but they both found the feeling thrilling. Sharon could feel Andy's anticipation as he lay before her. She moved on top of him, sitting just below his ass and reached for the candle on the nightstand. With her free hand she softly moved her fingers across his back, giving him a gentle nonverbal cue as to what was coming next. She noted the small nod of his head and proceed to pour the hot wax down his spine to the base of his back. She felt his body quiver beneath him as she returned the candle back to the nightstand. Leaning forward she blew on the area where the melted wax lay and began massaging it into his skin. She kissed his skin as she made her way down his back, sliding herself down until her hands had reached his hips. Taking the leftover candle oil she massaged his ass and rubbed her thumbs down between the cheeks causing him to flinch with excitement. She continued his ministrations for another minute before moving off him so he could flip back over.
"I love when you do that," he whispered pulling her back on top of him.
"I wasn't sure you'd like the wax thing," she said demurely.
"I admit, I don't think I would have tried it if you hadn't said anything about it, but it's nice I like it." He paused to pull on of her nipple into his mouth, "But that wasn't what I was talking about." He finished with a mischievous grin as he gave her another nipple the same attention.
She moaned at the feeling of his lips on her. The sensation was almost overwhelming it had been so long since they were together like this she felt it wouldn't take anything for her to reach her climax.
"As much as I love this look on you," he gave the tie a tug, "I think it's time to go." His hands reached up to take it off her neck but were replaced with her own.
She looked down at him with hooded eyes and moved his hands to her hips as she rocked against him softly and took the tie into her own hands. Slowly, she pulled the knot loose leaving it undone and draped around her, "What should we do with it?" She grasped it in both hands and brought it between them. For a moment she considered wrapping it around his eyes and having her way with him, but opted to tying his hands together. She wanted to be able to see him, for Andy to look at her while they made love. They needed that connection. Taking his wrists he lightly tied the tie around them and left his hands above his head and she moved her fingers back down his chest to the waistband of his boxer briefs. They both knew that the knot was more for show, he would let her play for a little while until the urge to touch her would became overwhelming.
Sharon's thumbs slipped underneath his waistband and she lifted them up and over his erection and pulled them down. On her way back up she let her hands lightly caress his legs until she reached his cock where she gave it a gentle tug. Andy's hips bucked in response to her touch, his skin burned it felt torturous after the absence. He gave her a look as he watched her mouth move down towards him. She kissed his head. Then as she spread his legs a little to make room for herself, she nipped at the junction of his legs and torso causing him groan from pleasure. Her tongue ran down his length as her other hands played with the little hairs on his lower abdomen. As much as he wanted things to go slowly when the evening began, now that she was this close to him he couldn't bear the thought of waiting any longer. He wriggled his wrists breaking free of the knot and moved his hands into her long auburn hair.
She took him into her mouth and sucked gently as she moved her hands down to his balls, squeezing and tugging on them. Andy let out a deep satisfied sigh as he felt her lips moving against him. He could feel his pleasure rising, but didn't want to come like this - not tonight at least. Sharon sensed his thoughts, opened her mouth and let her tongue drag along the vein as she let his cock spring from her mouth. Andy pulled her up to him and then nudged her panties aside slipping a finger inside. He let out a guttural moan when he felt just how wet and engorged her lips were. Sharon rocked her hips against his fingers enjoying the pleasure he was bringing to her.
She lifted her legs slightly and Andy tugged at the waistband to help her remove the last bit of clothing she had on. His fingers coated in her unique essence came up to his lips where he paused and reconsidered, instead rubbing her juices onto both of her nipples for later tasting. Her hips came back in contact with his, the feeling of complete skin-to-skin contact making them both close their eyes savoring the moment. Sharon let her hips rock back and forth, sliding her clit against his cock, coating him before pushing his head into her entrance. She let him stay there for a moment enjoying the full pressure of having him just out of reach.
Andy adjusted himself to slid back out of her opening and pulled himself up against the headboard of the bed. She came along, catching his intent. She repositioned herself over him and plunged down deeply. Immediately a scream escaped her lips, filled with pleasure. Andy let out a grunt, she felt so tight and seemed to be squeezing him even tighter. After a moment she opened her eyes and stared at him, her eyes darkened with purpose. Reaching behind him she placed her hands above his head and onto the headboard. Her breasts dangled in front of him, his mouth reached up to her left breast and sucked on her nipple as his other hand squeezed her other breast. His tongue swirled taking every last ounce of Sharon off her nipple, before moving to the next. Sharon looked down at him and began moving her hips even more rapidly. Her clit was pressed against his pelvis and his cock was buried deep inside her, the angle was perfect. She could feel the initial waves of her orgasm coming. Andy moved his hands to her hips helping her control her movements.
"Andy!" She yelled as her head went back and her body continued to writhe beneath him as she rode out her orgasm.
As her body began to still she leaned forward against his chest, "Oh I needed that. Thank you," she whispered between pants.
"My pleasure, always happy to help," he nipped at her jaw and moved his hands down her back causing her to spasm, still sensitive from a delicious clitoral orgasm. "Interested in another?" Andy knew that sometimes her orgasms were so intense that she wouldn't be able to come again, but he wanted to know before flipping them over so he could finish.
"Mmm, give me a second," she muttered, "I think it's a two orgasm night." She looked up at him with a satisfied smile.
Andy continued petting her back as he let her catch her breath. His hips continued moving gently, keeping him hard inside her. He squeezed her ass as he felt her lean back, knowing she was ready to start again.
"How do you want me, Andy?" She asked in her gravely post-orgasm voice.
"I want all of you Sharon, for always," he replied kissing her deeply.
"Me too—" she paused as she teethed on his bottom lip, "but that isn't what I meant. I want to know how you want to take me. How do you want to bring me to another orgasm? How do you want to finish Andy?"
Andy grunted in pleasurable surprise to her questions, he loved when she talked to him like this, "Hmm, well what are my options?" He replied playing along with her.
She began to rock her hips again, "Well you could have me again like this. Or perhaps I could turn around and ride you backwards. On all fours is always a good choice. Maybe on the edge of the bed—"
Andy pulled her back to his mouth silencing her from continuing her dirty list. Finally deciding on how exactly he wanted to take her, he flipped them over and moved off the bed. Before Sharon could protest he grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. "Like this," he growled at her before pushing his way back inside her causing her to yell out in ecstasy. Andy lifted her hips with his arms and tilted forward to improve the angle. He could see the heat beginning to rise up and move across her chest. He grabbed a pillow and positioned it beneath her hips and reached for her arms pinning them above her head. Normally, she would want to finger her clit, but right now he knew all she would want would be his cock slamming into her, pushing up against that soft spongey spot that drove her wild.
"Oh Andy!" Sharon yelled as she began to squirm against him.
"Tell me what you want," he growled.
"Harder, please, oh I'm almost there," her head began to shake back and forth as she felt her climax within reach.
Andy moved his hips faster. Pulling almost all the way out and slamming back into her with such force he was vaguely aware of the mattress moving. He felt his own orgasm building, his balls were tightening, but he waited to exploded. He wanted to feel her cum again on his cock. To see her face as she was brought to the brink yet again.
"Almost, almost, almost…" she panted.
Andy brought one of his hands from above her head and began squeezing her breasts and pinching her nipples. It was the final stroke that unleashed her orgasm from deep within. He could feel it start as her walls clenched, her legs wrapped around and squeezed his hips tightly. Her chest was red and she was still sucking in air as she writhed on the bed.
Satisfied that he had properly taken care of her needs he pushed into her hard one more time before exploding inside her. His hips moving uncontrollably.
As he came to he looked up and saw Sharon staring at him with her soft post-orgasm eyes, stroking his back as he lay against her chest. "Am I crushing you?"
"Not yet," she said, "I like you here with me like this." She brought her hand up to his hair and began playing with the salt and pepper strands.
"Well as much as I like this, my junk has gone soft on you," he slipped out of her and they both felt the slow movement of fluids head down their legs, "Did you feel okay?" He asked.
She was surprised the first time he asked her that question. She wasn't used to a lover being so attentive and concerned about her own pleasure. Sometimes she found herself annoyed at his question, wondering if he was oblivious to her orgasmic response to his wonderful ministrations, but ultimately she realized it was just how he showed that he cared. She gave the response she gave every time he asked the question now, "With you, always."
He nodded and shifted slightly to the side, tucked in against her hip. His fingers were still playing with the hand that was above her head. He brought around in front of them and began touching the ring on her finger, "I'm glad you said yes — again."
"Me too, no more doubts." She said with a smile and gave him a peck on the nose.
"So now what? How do you want to tell the kids that this is officially going to happen? It's not like it went over so well last time. And I guess we have a wedding to start planning. Are you thinking Spring?" He was always either very chatty after sex or immediately fell asleep. Apparently tonight it was chatty sexed-up Andy, she thought and gave a chuckle.
"I've been thinking about that. I think we should just elope. The church or I don't know somewhere that means something to us. Just the two of us and the priest. I don't want our kids, or the team, or anyone else to get in the middle of our marriage. It's just us Andy, and I think the wedding should be just about us." She said quite adamantly.
Andy was taken aback by her response, it certainly wasn't what he was expecting to hear from her. "Are you sure? I mean you don't want your kids or parents, no one at the ceremony?"
"I don't think so, Andy I don't want to wait until Spring to be your wife. We've waited long enough, we've gone through so much in the last two years that I don't want to waste any more time. Is that crazy?" She asked burying her head into his chest.
"No, Sharon. I don't think it's a crazy idea. I just want you to be happy. If you want us to get married tomorrow at the church I would be fine with that. I just want to be your husband." He stroked her hair and placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Do you mean that?" She asked softly.
"Of course I do. Besides we can always have a party to celebrate later with our friends and family. Like you said this marriage is between us, so maybe the wedding should be too. Let's sleep on it and we can talk more tomorrow. We have the whole house to ourselves and the weekend off. Let's put it to good use." He reached down and squeezed her love handles causing her to squeal.
The two lay together touching and spooning for awhile before eventually falling asleep. The candle flickered itself out and the room went dark. The music had long since stopped playing and the only sound filling the air was the soft snores coming from Andy and the light hums Sharon muttered in her sleep.
