A/N**~~~ After seeing Andy and Danai come out holding hands on that stage Friday it set my Dandy heart aflame lol But the idea for this story came to mind after Danai's takeover on Saturday in that traffic stopping purple dress. I know some people are not into Dandy so before you continue on…DON'T lol But for everyone else I hope you enjoy.

Y'all know I like to write me some smut but I had requests from some of my girls (You know who you are ; ) lol) for me to make it nastier and I hoped I've achieved it. Also thanks to Monie for the celeb hotel deets.

Please share this one-shot with fellow Dandy trash lol Like, favorite and please write a review. I'd love to hear your thoughts! As always we stay winning and here's to always keeping Richonne Alive! Muah

P.S. Because I wrote this so quickly I wasn't able to get my editor to proofread and correct any errors. So I apologize for my missed punctuation, grammar and run on sentences lol Here We Go!

Satisfaction

It was exhausting yet incredible having so many projects once again on her plate. These past months included wrapping up filming on Wakanda Forever then clandestinely dotting over for talks regarding her return to The Walking Dead universe while also studying lines for her lead role in Shakespeare in the Park. It had been a lot for Danai Gurira but it was rewarding to be able to sink into her craft and connect with an audience again.

It was a triumph but these last two days of junkets and press for the upcoming Richonne spinoff and Marvel projects at San Diego Comic Con had her thankful to be slipping the keycard into the slot of her hotel door. Danai placed her clutch on the slim desk against the wall and clicked on the lamp. She immediately exhaled after removing her black stiletto heels. The feel of the lush carpet massaging her toes was a wonder. She stretched her neck and rubbed her shoulders to try and release the tension to no avail. She decided a nice hot bath would do the trick then she could rest her weary body under the European sheets and pass out.

She traipsed thorough her Victorian suite at the Hotel del Coronado clicking on a bedside lamp before entering the large bathroom in search of her toiletries. Danai found her moisturizing aloe infused makeup remover wipes and cleansed her face. After, she rummaged the counter to find bubble bath gel and with it in hand headed to the tub. She was just about to turn the knob for the water to fill the jetted soaker when there was a knock at the door.

"Shit!" she cursed lowly wavering on whether she could get away with simply ignoring the visitor's disruption. But she knew her people wouldn't let up that easily. Next, would come the texts and eventual phone calls to check that her needs were met for the night. Unless… she groaned, they were there to ask her to put those heels back on and return to a press room for one more interview.

Knock knock knock

"Damn it." she huffed and hesitantly made her way back through the bedroom to the living room to answer the door. After a cleansing breath with a plastered smile she opened the door hoping to persuade whoever it was for just one night of respite. Since tomorrow promised another busy day. But instead her mouth dropped into an O and her guest smirked.

It took a moment but she found her voice, even though whispered. "Wha- I thought you left?"

She peeked her head slightly out the door to see the hall was clear before stepping back and locking incredulous brown eyes with his crystal clear blue ones.

"I changed my mind." Andy stated as he stepped forward breaching the threshold causing Danai to back up a couple steps.

"But-" was all she could manage as her heart began to thump in her chest and her stomach fluttered.

Stood before her was Andrew Lincoln wearing a white fitted t-shirt that showed off he'd been getting back in shape for his upcoming public appearances. Not that he'd fallen off in the first place. He'd surprised everyone with her Friday by announcing their upcoming reunion series. He was in talks for some other big projects as well as the press he'd of course be doing for his Netflix horror series.

His forearms were toned and lines of muscle led to his biceps. His jeans were snug and noticeably tight in one particular region. But Danai forced herself to look around the room, for what she didn't know. An escape hatch? No, of course not. But she wasn't sure by the way his eyes roamed up her bare legs after he gently closed and locked the door behind himself making her quiver. She was still clad in her purple dress from the day's events and even with its long sleeves and caped neckline she suddenly felt as though she was dressed risqué.

She had to admit she'd been disappointed that his late arrival and her hectic schedule hadn't really afforded them much time here in San Diego. If there was a minute to spare, other cast mates vied for their attention once the work was complete. As they were dragged in separate directions they promised to make plans to connect soon. But here he stood in her luxury hotel room, late at night.

"Andy…"

"Danai."

A tingle shot through her straight to her core whenever he said her name in his native tongue. Years of working on set with him had gotten her used to it, but after years apart she didn't have that defense up anymore. And when he stepped his booted feet closer to her still she didn't make a move.

"I saw you up on the stage in Hall H tonight, you looked…" his head tipped from proximity in order for his eyes to once again survey her body. "…gorgeous. And way too tempting."

"Andy-" she barely whispered.

"It made firm…" they both couldn't help but to glance down at his crotch even if briefly before he continued. "…my decision to change my flight."

"We said that... We agreed that-" she muttered until he leaned in and deeply inhaled within the curve of her neck.

"Mhmmm." he moaned.

Danai witnessed a flame further ignite in his eyes and before she could realize what was happening her legs were being lifted from the ground. On instant she tried to convince herself, she wrapped her long legs around his waist. One of his strong hands held her thick thigh while the other went to the lower curve of her back pressing her further into him. He wanted her to feel the bulge that thumped, simultaneously lulling her body to his whim but also awakening a hunger in her.

"Wait, we shouldn't." Danai managed to get out clearer countering the grasp she had on his shoulders.

"Why not?"

He looked up at her and she knew she should've looked away but instead she sank deeper in those blue pools. Her fingers absently rubbing his back as she prepared her rebuttal.

"After the last time, we promised it would be the last time. That's why." she stated as sternly as she could muster.

His fingers teased at the top curve of her ass. "I know. But ever since we worked out the scheduling for Rick and Michonne's return. I-I can't think of anything else. Anyone else."

Danai felt her body melt against his and she instantly knew that was the wrong move. His cock was having its own conversation with her slit. Her thin panties were no protection from its rampant requests.

"I'm tortured throughout the day with visions of you. Memories of how you felt on top of me, under me." his hands increased the pressure against her skin as he whispered. Danai's heart sped up when he leaned into her neck again.

His voice growing raspy. "But what I miss the most. What keeps me up at night… is the hunger for your taste."

Danai knew she should've tensed up but instead her head rolled to the side granting Andy access to her delicate neck. A slick tongue wetted her skin before teeth sunk into her malleable skin. She was but a damsel stolen from her bed to have a creature of the night hypnotize her into surrendering to his vampiric appetite.

Their hushed breaths took turns escaping as he licked, sucked and nipped as her sensitive skin. Danai felt in a trance so she barely heard his question to her but luckily he repeated it.

"Danai, can I taste you? Can I taste you once more?"

With every fiber of her rational mind she knew what the answer should be. However, the throbbing of her pussy was knocking that resolve away with each second. Her eyes ventured away from the lock he had on her and clarity of where and why she was here in San Diego struck her. For business. This was a work requirement and that's what she had been doing for the last few hours. A bath and sleep were her original plans but now she had legs wrapped around her costar with juices starting to flow. And she thought she should give him an out.

She hesitantly muttered while Andy stared intently at her face. "I've been walking around, in interviews, posing for pictures for quite a while. I haven't gotten to- You interrupted me just as I was going to bathe."

A response she didn't expect had her watching his eyes roll closed. His tongue slowly wet his lips before his teeth bit into the lower, fuller one. When his eyes opened a carnal thirst was visible. A throaty moan emerged before he replied.

"Mhmm, that's exactly what I want to taste. Let me lick all of that away."

Danai wasn't sure if she was coming or if her cream was just exiting faster to give more to quench his thirst. Her nipples tingled from his threat and she held on for dear life.

"Can I?" he pled and all her resolve slipped, vanishing into the night air.

"Yes, Andy."

Before Danai knew what was happening he was steadily making his was across the room. The bedroom was the assumed destination but he stopped before the round dining room table placing her on her feet.

"I want you on all fours." he motioned his chin to the slab.

"I don't know about this." she nervously responded after a glancing inspection of the furniture.

"It'll hold." he devilishly smirked before discarding his t-shirt tossing it to the floor.

Danai was supposed to be climbing up to get on her knees but she couldn't help but to stare at his broad chest. She watched his hand slink down to caress the swelling that strained against the material of his jeans. It was an attempt to nullify its dream of escape so he could satisfy his thirsting. is

His only request.

Andy realized she was transfixed but his body and he grinned happy she could still fall for him so easily. His pining for her wasn't one sided and he rejoiced until his mouth salivated at the sight of her long legs. He needed to be at their apex. He moved in closer letting his fingers trace up her silky thighs. Goosebumps quickly erupted with the rise of his hands to reach under the ruffles of her dress. Her panties were a cheeky bikini cut, he could feel and he slipped his fingers in the band at her side with the full intention of sliding them down but when her breath hitched he yearned to hear it another time from this perspective.

He moved one hand gently under the band until he reached the front of her mons. Tentatively, he lowered his fingers satisfied by the wetness he encountered the further he went. In a moment he would know just the effect his presence had on her. He slipped his fingers in between her fat lips groaning at the slickness. Danai grabbed his other arm tightly to steady herself and slightly open her legs. With this granted access the balls of his fingertips found what they searched for, her clit.

"Ohh…" she whined prodding him to add movement.

Her fingers pressed deeper in his arm while the other found its place on his shoulder for balance. Andy watched her mouth drop open and her eyes fight to remain alert, wanting to watch him work on her. Each flick had her breath suddenly jumping forth just the way he anticipated. The tip of his tongue automatically circled in his mouth mimicking his fingertips. Danai started to grind into his palm telling him she too wanted more. He answered the call with a sudden two fingered delve into her pussy. He pumped rapidly so her yelps for air and completion grew louder.

She was so slippery but also unbelievably tight making him rethink his original bargain to just go down on her. Her fingers were no doubt leaving imprints in his skin but he didn't care. And his ability to take the pain was rewarded with a gush of honey coating his fingers.

"Fuck!" she moaned trying to catch her breath when she came apart from just his hand.

But Andy didn't waste any time, he didn't want to let that liquid gold go to waste. He removed his fingers sticking them straight into his mouth. With closed eyes, he groaned sucking his digits clean. Danai felt another wave threaten her just watching his brazen satisfaction. She composed herself just as he popped his fingers out.

"More."

A one syllable one word had her complete a one-eighty to climb with wobbly legs onto the table. She peeked back when she heard a chair being dragged into position. She couldn't believe this man was about to sit down to be face first in her ass and pussy. First, he dragged her panties down removing them one leg at a time before pressing them to his nose. Andy inhaled fully to recommit the scent to memory for the future nights. After stuffing the flimsy lingerie in his pocket, he took a seat, moving the chair as close to the table as it would allow with him in place.

Pretty dark folds attempted to hide the pink creamy center making his mouth water with thoughts of impending exploration. He was finally going to get his appetite satiated and he couldn't wait another minute. He grasped her thighs coaxing her to dip her behind backwards. His hands assuring that he had her safely. The closer she got the more he needed it.

"Your pussy is perfect." he volunteered before leisurely applying his flat tongue on her swollen clit. The contact had Danai not only grip the table edge but yelp.

"Shit!" was her response when he ran all the way up to her slit.

Small whimpers began to build with his sucking. He was indeed drinking in all of her previously spilled sugar. Like a bear in a honeypot he was slurping it down. And she knew he was loving it by the way he squeezed and pulled her ass down further so his face was fully submerged. His gulps and moans combined with his stiff tongued motions pushing her further. When he stuck his tongue in her entrance her brain became foggy and her legs started to tremble. The precarious position on this table was making her nervous countering her full enjoyment of his meal.

"Please, I need to lay down."

But Andy kept on like a voracious man possessed. Kneading, kissing and biting at her round ass cheeks until he felt her legs shake hard in his hands. Without word he stood temporarily disconnecting to help her flip onto her back. Danai rolled her eyes at the cocky grin plastered on his damp bearded face. Some of his wayward curls flopped towards his face as he leaned in. He wedged her legs open so she couldn't hide any part from his observation. Her dress was twisted up around her waist and she hung her head over the edge.

When he latched onto her jewel, her legs locked on his head despite his efforts. From this position Danai felt more control and she grinded her pussy into his face. His greying moustache and beard were a combination of soft and deliciously course. It's scratching at her freshly waxed skin contrasted the fine line between pain and pleasure.

Sweet release was so close with each suction, caving in his jaw. Appreciative moans slipped from both their lips. But every time Andy's tongue dipped in her walls it made her yearn to be stretched. That feeling of needing to be opened and filled completely called to her. She grabbed a handful of his curls moving his attentions back to her engorged clit to try and deter the craving. This was a mistake. She'd forgotten how much he enjoyed the feel of her fingers tugging at his long hair and this sent him into overdrive.

"Tell me you missed this." he demanded coming up from air. "Tell me!"

"Fuck you." she responded as her body jerked.

Andy snickered and kept lapping and sucking. "Tell me."

"I want-" she groaned.

"What do you want? Huh?" he sucked her clit hard so she sat up on her elbows, delirious with pleasure.

She fought to keep her legs open so she could watch him go to town on her. This was surely a test of the craftsmanship of this furniture. Her body rocked while she roughly pulled his hair and rode his face from the bottom. She could feel her juices and his saliva slipping down her cheeks to no doubt wet the table below her. But she didn't care this was so good and she knew it could be so much better. Just as she opened her mouth to tell him what she truly wanted her climax hit. Danai used that forced exhale to make her desires be known.

"I want you to fuck me!"

Andy was thrilled by her admittance but he wanted to drink her all in first. Her legs had gone limp but he hoisted them on his arms. Sucking and drinking, causing her body to shake. When she gained enough strength to push his head away he chuckled. Standing up straight and carefully letting her legs dangle, he started to unbuckle his belt. Then he unzipped his jeans once Danai managed to look up. Her chest still rose rapidly as she pulled in oxygen, but she ignored that pulling herself to sit up so their faces were an inch apart.

He knew she could smell herself all over him and it turned him on even more. He grabbed her hand plunging it into his boxer briefs groaning when she instantly grasped him. Danai started to jerk his stiff dick but she and it needed much more room. Pulling it out was the only way so she released him. Her pussy spasmed when she took in the thickness.

Her manicured fingers tightened moving up from his shaft to the tip. She'd squeezed so the precum emerged and used her thumb to apply it over his smooth head. Andy's hiss and hips bucking forward just egged her on. Making his dick harden more than it already was made her ravenous. She longed to run her tongue over the veins and gag on its impressive length. Danai gathered all the saliva she could and held his cock still, spitting on it.

"Shit!"

Andy was amazed at how to the world this woman was so poised and refined. Yet behind closed doors in the right circumstances with the right company, she was anything but. He loved that he got to experience that side of her when so many men openly pursued her. His eyes squinted as she lubricated his cock with her spittle beginning to work him faster. Andy's breath created paths on her face while she enjoyably watched his bliss. But he caught her off guard with his next action, grabbing her by the face and beginning to suck on her lips. Mirroring the way, he'd just done it to her other lips. His motion starting off possessive then transforming to leisurely. His hands cupping her cheek and neck effectively slowing her stroking pace.

After a few minutes where they pivoted heads sucking one another's tongue and lips, Andy pulled away. He took a step back out of Danai's grasp and fully dropped trou. Kicking off his boots, he stepped out of his pants. Discarded his socks and boxers as well. He stood back so that his thickness bounced calling to her. His bowed legs did something to Danai that she tried to deny for years. Now seeing his arched legs with a mouthwatering treat bobbing for her attention, had not only her mouth but her pussy dripping. When he wrapped his fist at the base and eyed her mouth she knew what he wanted.

Climbing down from the table to the carpet then unhurriedly crawling on her knees had her right where he wanted her. But she made no further move but licked and bit her lips while watching his grasp constrict. Her coquettish way of batting her lashes was going to be the death of him.

"Andy, I need you to tell me what to do." she uttered sexily.

That was a complete lie, this woman was capable of damn near everything and didn't need any direction. She was teasing him and it only made him want her more. He knew he was playing with fire because this woman was skilled and didn't back down from a challenge. But he had to ask in order to receive.

"Suck this dick."

Almost before he could get the words out she was on him. Her mouth so wet that the drool leaked out to run down her chin as she took him in. But it didn't deter her. She licked his head all while gobbling that dick. Her warm mouth slid back and forth pulling more in each time until she reached the hilt. Then she somehow managed to suck his balls into her mouth too. When Andy yelped she smiled wickedly but continued to work. Her tongue tracing every inch, every vein, every pulsing muscle so that his breaths came out hurried. Releasing his dick with a sloppy pop so just her hand pumped while she gargled his scrotum had his head leaned back in ecstasy.

"Danai, Danai, Danai." began his chant.

She couldn't tell if it was his song or a plea but she wasn't finished yet. His bow legs were perfect for granting the space she needed. With his balls gently placed in her hand she used her tongue to tickle the space right under them regaling in the garbled noise that rose from his throat. She looked up at him through her lashes loving the astounded look he was giving her. She proceeded back to sucking his cock while her hands worked. One sliding up and down the base in partnership with her mouth while the other massaged his balls.

Andy grabbed the sides of her head and thrust his hips. Each one deeper so that she started to gag but they didn't let up. He was caught in the heaven that would take him down shortly and correspondingly the necessity to be deep inside her. His voice trembled when he began to beg her to yield.

"You…have…to…stop."

Instead she hummed her refusal sending chills down his legs so his toes cracked loudly. Danai had no intention of ceasing until she got that nut, but she had to pull away to giggle at the loud sound. And Andy used the moment to his advantage staggering backward. Gasping for air and calming his reaction was the priority. He deftly moved away when she tried to advance on him making her snicker some more.

"I was only doing what you ordered me to." she coyly wiped her lips.

"Too well." he shook his leg out. "And I actually skipped your request."

"Hmm… you did."

After a moment, Andy felt like he finally had his faculties back in order so he chanced a bid. "Come here."

Danai readily got up and sauntered over to him. He quickly spun her around before slamming her into a nearby wall. He was back in control and she needed to know. His firm body pressed into hers so that his dick thumped against her ass cheeks through the ruffles of her skirts. Andy gave himself just enough space to undo her zipper. As the beautiful dark skin of her neck, shoulders and back were revealed he licked, sucked and kissed at them. He'd always remember her secret erogenous zones, giving them special attention while unhooking her bra.

Shutters racked Danai's body in her trapped position. She was a woman that commanded spaces, usually leading the way. But there were often times when she wanted to relinquish the power to someone trustworthy. To grant them control and to surrender to their desires. Knowing that her needs would be met without having to speak a word. It turned her on more than anything. And Andy was just the man for the job.

Her heart pounded as he peeled her dress and bra straps from her shoulders. He maneuvered the material with ease from her arms and front to expose her breasts to the cool air. An exhilaration of his imminent touch flooded her causing her nipples to pert up. Andy continued to discard the garments so they finally pooled at her feet. He placed his strong hands at her hips, his breath harsh with anticipation before he slowly glided them up her nude body. To her waist, over her taut stomach till his thumbs lay under the swell of her breasts.

Again his mouth watered and his hands vibrated but he resisted. Danai's body betraying her expectations had him wanting to draw this out a bit longer. He pulled her from the wall, molding her back against his front. Danai could scarcely step forward with the rampant assaults his cock made against her fat ass. But she managed to make it to the bedroom with Andy's guidance.

"Get on the bed and lay on your back." he instructed her and she followed his command without question.

Danai's body radiated with anticipation as he stood before her stroking his dick. His eyes charting a course as he chewed at his lip. When she thought she couldn't take the waiting any longer he finally moved to take her foot in his hand. Lifting it to his mouth so he could start kissing her toes before moving to the instep and on to her ankle. The sheet covered duvet twisted in her fists, her only measure as he switched to the other foot and began the same slow torture. The helpless wanton sensation making her tingle as the skin of her smooth legs was next covered in his wet kisses and licks. Her back would involuntarily arch from the mattress at the playful nipping of the fleshy parts of her calves and thighs.

This man truly intended on tasting every inch of her body she realized once he started the whole affair with her arms. Surrendering was an act of resolve until soft lips gently began a kiss laden trail across the decades old scar on her shoulder leading to her clavicle. Danai melted into the cushion regardless of the fact that Andy hovered above her. She yearned for the weight to sink her in deeper with him now positioned between her open legs. But he continued his journey down her chest.

Andy took notice of the rise and fall of her torso. No longer was there labor to her breathing. Another may mistake this for an incorrect path but he knew he'd gotten her to submission. The knowledge made him almost painfully hard. To be bestowed with such an honor wasn't to be taken lightly. He would make her body sing if it was the last thing he did.

Sweet and subtle mounds absorbed his kisses until he got to the line of mocha that began her areolas. He coated the tightened ridges in his saliva making them relax but draw tighter still. Danai's low moans were a delightful melody for the build up to contact with her peaks. Pebbled and plump to run across his closed lips to start then he slowly sucked one in. Tongue joined the revelry lavishing in the two textures coming together.

"Ahhh." they both sighed as he got one more taste accomplished.

Danai groaned and her fingers laced in his curls not to guide him but to hang on for the ride when he switched breasts. Her eyes rolled shut when his fingers pinched at her abandoned nipple. Almost painful squeezes matched the sensation of his teeth grazing her tits. Then his tongue would shadow to soothe, repeating this action over and over between them both.

Only then did Andy begin his descent so she could rest her legs on the back of his. Her breath would hitch when the tip of his stiff, bobbling dick would temporarily make contact with her pulsating pussy. Worshiping both her breasts with his skillful fingers and mouth had her slippery wet now.

Danai released the breath she didn't know she held when his lips made their way back up. Her neck and chin were next on the agenda before his mouth hovered above hers. She opened her eyes to see him watching the elation on her face while lust clouded his own. They would take these stolen moments and hope they sated until the next time they couldn't resist one another. But Andy didn't want to miss a moment of this, not knowing when or if it may ever happen again.

Her fingers tenderly played in the curls at the nape of his neck as they both leaned in so their lips

Savored this kiss meant being drawn back to that connection they both admitted to feeling when they were first introduced. Nothing was to be done about it then, but it kept building along with their character's onscreen slow burn romance. It was much the same, a boiling point was reached and they couldn't fight it anymore.

They would chastise themselves vowing to no longer give in to the hunger. It was an overwhelming feeling to be so close yet so far from who they truly desired. Yet here they were once again melting into one another. It was hard to disguise their chemistry. It wasn't just on screen. They were in sync in real life too. And it was proven when Andy's cock automatically lined up at her heat, teasing entrance. Nectar seeped from her, awaiting his eventual arrival.

"Do you want me?" he whispered after nipping at her ear.

He needed to hear it but Danai just moaned raising her body to attempt penetration. Andy indulged her in a slight prod but swiftly pulled away.

She whimpered pawing at the skin of his back. "Stop teasing me."

"Then tell me, because you know I always want you."

"Do you?"

"You know that I do. But do you want me?"

"Yes, Andy. I want you so bad."

With her permission, he plunged his thick head in. Her tight walls making them hiss when more force was needed for access. Inch by inch he delved, her muscles clinching drawing him in deeper still. Danai was being rewarded with the fullness she craved. And after his partial withdrawal, he reentered renewing the feeling. She took for granted how much her body missed this when her hips instinctively rolled to meet his. Each impact felt deeper than the last.

"You feel so good."

"You feel like heaven." he responded in kind.

Their bodies rocked together so that their moans came out at the same time. Hands roamed the others body trying to somehow get closer. Andy subtly sped up the pace causing Danai to whimper in response. The heels of her feet now higher prodded him on. Not only did she wine her waist but her muscles pushed against his thrusts and contracted on his extractions. Her effect on him being made clear with the low curses muttered.

An insatiable hold is what they held on the other. Every plunge was gratifying with its completeness. Their mouths and tongues covered any territory of skin they had access to in this position. Intermittent hungry lip locks sprinkled in between gasps for cool air. Then they'd dive back into sucking at the others kiss swollen lips. Danai massaged his back while drawing his weight onto her. Her nipples swiping back and forth on his chest sent tingles down her spine.

Previously being fatigued was a thing of the past, Danai could do this all night. In fact, she wanted to ride this stallion. She slowed her motion and Andy searched her eyes. Grinning with the recognition of what she had planned for next. They flipped over seamlessly in the king sized bed, adjusting so the headboard was within her reach.

Andy wasted no time in sucking at her nipples since they were offering themselves like jiggly fruit right in his face. For a moment it halted Danai's movements yet she rose up and sat down rejoicing in the renewed feeling of depth. The friction of her being on top, circling her waist hit her clit each time they connected threatening to end her. But Andy was too comfortable for her liking. For just this instance she'd take control again. She braced a hand on the headboard before using the part of her body that always mesmerized him.

Fast twerks had her cakes clamping down to milk his dick. He automatically grabbed handfuls stifling her movements but she would have none of that. She hoisted his hands to her waist and the clapping sound began to echo through the room.

"Oh fuck! Oh yeah! Danai!"

"Uh huh." she taunted him while he stared mouth agape up at her.

The air grew humid creating a sheen of sweat making her skin glow. Their breaths huffed out matching the deep impacts. Holding on for dear life, Andy had to figure out how to turn the tables in his favor. He refused to be bested. Watching this gorgeous woman riding his cock was bringing him to the brink. This affair had to last much longer.

His hands were already gripping at her waist so he used this to his advantage. Danai was unsuspecting when he began to thrust upward into her tightness. Rapid pistoning had her juices pouring out faster soaking his balls below. His strong hands pulling her down so she couldn't run from it. Whining and pleas for her orgasm had him pleased at his decision to top her from the bottom. The headboard firmly in her hand as she held on to this bucking bronco. Danai didn't have time to wonder how she'd lost the upper hand because her muscles tightened sending all the blood to her core. The pressure too intense and she begged for release. With a few more profound drives she came apart. Collapsing on to Andy who still pumped for wave after wave to jolt her.

Danai coming for him for the third time tonight invigorated him. He still had more in him and she would recover soon enough. He smoothly rolled them back over then reluctantly, gently pulled out of her. They both winced from the lost connection. Andy sat back fascinated by the clear creaminess that coated his rock hard appendage. Danai laid before him like a goddess. He couldn't resist leaning down to suck at her sensitive nipples that seemed to beg for extra attention. Underneath him, Danai fought off the accompanying aftershocks with closed lids and teeth biting into her lip.

"On all fours." he ordered after tormenting her.

"I-I don't think I can." she mumbled.

Andy slipped into his American accent. "You can."

Danai hadn't been too enamored by the southern accent in her life but something about the way Andy perfected it did something to her. It wasn't just his dialect ability. It invoked an alter ego that was a force to be reckoned with. When Rick Grimes told you to do something you did it or face the consequences.

He rose from her to rest back on his knees giving her room to move. She tested out her fingers and toes with a few wiggles before making an attempt to get up. Feeling unsteady on her limbs was over shadowed by the greedy look Andy had on his sexy face. She transitioned onto hands and knees glancing over her shoulder to see his next move.

He moaned in appreciation at her ample rear end being propped up and displayed just for him. He couldn't resist giving her a resonating whack on the ass. Then another.

"Fuck!"

The fact that he didn't try to caress the sting away let Danai know what she was in for. Andy moved in closer roughly grabbing her hips to tug her in position. He palmed his cock further lathering the tip in her sweet salve. They both breathed heavily when he slipped up and down her slit pausing to press on her button each time. This charged Danai back up for round four and she wiggled her hips backwards in search of satisfaction. She waited as patiently as she could when he finally lined up at her opening.

Andy began letting his unoccupied hand leisurely trace a curve up her touch heightened back so she shivered. The further he made it up her skin, the more she trembled. His fingers were ready as he neared her neckline. He simultaneously took hold of her neck and slammed fully into her.

"Oh fuck!" they cried out.

Now that he was so far in he didn't want to leave. But he hastily pulled out, repeating the insertion all over again so they cursed once more. This position allowed him to go balls deep filling her snug pussy. Getting to be inside Danai was a dream come true. But what had only just occurred was much more attuned to love making. They were ready for the real fucking to begin.

The slap of their bodies connecting so sharply ricocheted off the walls. Andy inhaled filling his lungs with the smell of sex that permeated in the air. He tightened his grip on her neck slammed into her relentlessly. Sweat soaked his hair making strands stick to his forehead but he persisted. Both hands came to her waist and his fingernails dug into her skin.

"It couldn't have felt this way before." she cried as he pounded into her. His balls slapping into her clit sending charges of electricity through her body.

"It gets better each time."

Repeatedly, Andy thrust producing strangled noises from Danai's mouth. But she wouldn't let him have all the fun. She dug her toes into the mattress and slapped her hand against the headboard as a regulator. Her ass bounced back into his hips nearly topping his measures. Andy loved when her vixen came out. She was definitely giving him a run for his money. And he wanted to see what she could do.

He stopped his propulsion making Danai look back incredulously. Her eyes asking why but he smirked and got off the bed. She watched as he went into the bathroom. Promptly returning with a towel, wiping his face and hair before moving to the bench at the end of the bed. He laid it down and set on top of it. Danai simpered climbing off the bed, going to him.

"Have a seat."

She turned to face the mirror on the dresser. Standing between his open legs she proceeded to do as told. His lap was her destination and Andy graciously held his dick steady while she lined herself up. Groaning as she slinked down to be impaled on his upright cock. Enjoying being deliciously extended and packed all over again. She was starting to get tender from their erotic activities but it didn't override the ravenous need to be consumed by and with this handsome man.

On tip toes with hands placed on his knees, Danai began to slide up and down eventually increasing her pace once she got her bearings. Andy thrust upward to match her tempo seeming to penetrate her more profoundly each time. They continued like this until she leaned back fully evoking her inner cowgirl. She pivoted when his hands came to her waist for balance, grabbing a handful of his curls. Her grip had his hair almost painfully taut but the increased bouncing on his dick contradicted the feeling.

"Shit!" they let slip when the groans, moans and whimpers didn't seem enough.

After letting his hair go, Danai's breasts jiggled so the nerve endings in her nipples sparked. But she needed more clitoral stimulation so she brought her legs together bracing her hands behind her on his chest. This placement also served to tighten the hold on his dick while offering her more leverage in her rebounds. Andy pressed two fingers past her lips and she sucked on them. Running her tongue over them reminding him of how he owned her mouth just a little while ago.

The sounds of their pleasure created a song the neighbors could no doubt hear. But they refused to stop even with the chance of discovery. Danai readjusted so one of her legs hung over Andy's and she could use the edge of the bed behind them instead of his chest to hold on. This gave him a vantage point allowing him to see their reflection.

"You're so damn beautiful."

Danai opened her hooded eyes realizing he was watching her image in the mirror over her shoulder. Captivated by her as she continued to circle on top of him. His eyes glazed over as if in a daze. She instantly knew he was barely holding on. His end would come soon. And she wanted to draw it from him more than anything. He had given her more than she could've hoped for tonight and now was the time for him to be duly rewarded.

She took hold of his hands that were clamped on to her thighs and enfolded them. He responded with caresses while kissing and nipping at the skin of her back. He let her be his guide, moving his hands further up to her waist then stomach. Danai moved his hands up more to cup her breasts and he immediately toyed with her nipples. Gently rolling them between his fingertips. Slow gusty breaths escaped her lips as she was caught up in the rapture.

They grinded together and she relaxed her grip on his hands since he clearly knew what he was doing by the way this felt. She fought the draw to close her eyes wanting to visually memorize their coupling also. But that familiar pressure was returning to her core. Building a heaviness that needed desperately to be released. Again, checking Andy's expression let her know they were on the same page as always. But he was holding back for her pleasure and his of course. She wanted to let him off the hook because she didn't know if she could take another round without a breather.

"Please come for me Andy." she began to beg. "Are you going to come for me?"

Her request had Andy trapped in yearning to hear it whispered over and over, against it also pushing him to lose all resolve. He decided hearing that sweet silky plea was too much and he admitted her approaching yet satisfying defeat.

"Yes…I need to pull out." he protested even though he knew he had to. The times he'd gotten to come in her in the past had been wondrous. He didn't know if that was an option today but he didn't want to push the issue with him teetering on the edge.

"Tell me when."

"Together."

Andy placed an open hand in front of her mouth. "Spit."

Danai did so without protest and he let his hand drop between her legs. Slicking it on then plucking her pearl hastily. The unexpected move had Danai's muscles constrict gripping him so powerfully that her orgasm created a chain reaction forcing his from him. She jumped off backwards just in time as he quickly pulled out. His creamy seed shot up onto her stomach dripping down to her thighs. The abundant liquid glistened contrasting on her pretty dark skin.

Violent spasms racked through Andy's body when Danai grasped him pumping more pulp from him. It slipped down to cover her hand making her jerking treatment even more slippery. Andy incoherently cursed her for her efforts, his body still bucking uncontrollably.

She eventually decided to grant him a sort of peace and released him. His disbelieving eyes watched her casually raise her hand to smooth the warm liquid on her heart shaped lips. Her tongue jetting out to lap at the sweet salty mixture, closing her eyes as though it was the most delicious thing she'd ever consumed. Andy was transfixed as she doubled down, dipping her fingers into the ripples that clung to her body bringing them back to insert for another taste. He watched helplessly while she sucked her fingers clean coquettishly.

The use of his body was just returning to him with the blood supply thankfully redistributing. Andy twisted her around in his lap. Roughly pulled her mouth to his, slipping his tongue inside. Tasting himself while Danai sucked his lips and tongue. They passionately kissed grabbing onto one another as though they were afraid to let go. Overcome with sensuous emotion from what they'd just done. When they halfheartedly relinquished, devilishly shattered grins covered their faces.

"You said something about a bath?"

Danai looked down at her fresh crème coating and nodded. "Let's."

Light briny breezes from the Glorietta Bay woke a relaxed yet deliciously sore Danai. She had another full day to look forward to but the idea didn't overwhelm her suddenly. She stretched realizing the bed was empty but an article stopped the contact between her arm and the soft sheets. Her fingers searched for it before her eyes adjusted to the sunlight. With it in hand, she brought it to her face forcing her eyes to focus. A folded piece of hotel stationery intrigued her to find out its hidden message. In a scratchy handwriting she instantly recognized she read

I can't wait to see you on set Mrs. Grimes

Danai giggled like a vixen caught being naughty and relaxed into her pillows. She sighed enjoying the caress of the luxury sheets on her nude body then got comfy once more. With eyes closed, she whispered even though no one was there to hear it.

"Until then Mr. Grimes."