Happy Monday, Y'all - We're turnin' up the heat for the countdown. 3 days left til our faves are back on our screens. We know it will be a little bumpy for them to start, but I definitely have full trust Surrera will be happy again at some point. Bring on the season 5 reconciliation and make up sex! XO, Reddixon
"When are you going to stop being mad at me?" Andy huffed as she followed her husband into the Captain's office and shut the door.
Robert turned around with a casual smile on his face and looked at his wife. "I'm not mad at you." His shoulders lifted slightly in a shrug.
Hands on her hips, pinning Robert with a stare, Andy retorted "You haven't touched me in days."
Still smiling ever so lightly, Robert replied. "I kiss you everyday."
Andy rolled her eyes, her annoyance evident. "Boring, vanilla kisses in passing and no sex."
"Should I be offended that you're calling my kisses vanilla?" Robert teased.
"Well," Andy said with a bit of an attitude. "If the shoe fits."
Unable to resist the chuckle that fell from his lips, Robert said, "What can I say…we've both been busy and I've been tired."
His statement garnered another roll of the eyes. "That's never stopped us before." Andy knew she was right. Even mad at each other, they seemed to always have this undeniable chemistry that drew them together like a moth to a flame.
"Andy..." Robert tried to soothe, but she wouldn't back down.
"Honestly, Robert. You stole my job. The least you could do is give me a few orgasms." Her voice was whiny and Andy knew it but she didn't care. Seeing Robert's WTF facial expression though, she added… "Sorry, too soon?"
"I didn't steal your job Andy," It was Robert's turn to show his frustration. He was tired of circling this.
"I know Robert. I do. We've talked about it ad nauseam." Andy was trying to cool herself down as she spoke the words. "I get it. Maya knew it was coming. McCallister blah blah blah… I'm making peace with it but I do get to be frustrated by the fact that in the same time period you've gotten a demotion and a promotion, I've gone nowhere."
"Look, I get that you're frustrated, I would be too. But this isn't on me. You know I want you to get your next promotion," Robert said as he gently rubbed her upper arms and looked at her adoringly.
Feeling like this was the perfect moment to drive home her point. "Good," Andy said. "Now that we're seeing eye to eye on all that can you tell me what I have to do to get some sex around here. I've gotten into bed naked everyday this week and you haven't touched me."
Robert laughed hysterically at this. "Andy, we have a very satisfying sex life. I think you're overreacting a little."
Andy glared at Robert hard as she watched his body fold just slightly in laughter. "I'm glad this is amusing for you. This is how it starts. We're gonna become one of those couples who have a bad fight, don't fully make up, get busy, stop connecting and lose their passion."
Delight and confusion marred his brow. "You can't be serious," Robert exclaimed. His eyes were wide with humor watching his wife's frustration play out on her face.
"But I am," Andy said as she shook her head. "We've not had make up sex Robert. That's the best part of a fight. And quite frankly I think it's because you're still mad at me and just don't want to admit it."
"I'm not mad at you," Robert replied with shrug of the shoulder. His voice was raised just slightly and it was a tell that he wasn't being totally honest, but it went unnoticed by his wife.
"So what is it then?" Andy persisted. She was like a dog with a bone. Certain that Robert was still harboring some bad feelings about the exchanges they'd had after the call which led to an investigation, Maya demoted and McCallister reinstating Robert as Captain. It had been a bumpy week.
"It'll happen." Robert replied with a small grin. "Let's not force it okay," His words were dismissive and definitely non-committal.
"Maybe we need to sync calendars, get up an hour earlier," Andy said, pacing the small office and talking with her hands.
"I am not scheduling sex." Robert said, pinning his wife with a look that said 'you've got to be kidding me'. Huffy and obviously frustrated by Robert's words, Andy stalked out of the Captain's office and slammed the door behind her.
It was two nights later and still no sex. The married couple had climbed into bed, kissed quickly and said goodnight. Then, Robert turned to his side of the bed and began drifting off leaving Andy to stew. She couldn't help but admit that Robert was doing everything right, being the perfect husband. Their routines were intact, he still brought her coffee in bed, they cooked dinner together, talked about work, his recovery and her family. Always at some point in the day a chaste kiss on the lips, a hug, a brush of his nose across the forehead. The only problem was heat.
Normally the energy between them was smoldering and they could barely keep their hands off each other but right now, Robert continued to be unfazed by her sliding into bed naked, her slipping into the shower with him and any kiss beyond something PG. Andy was tired and horny. She had needs and if Robert wasn't going to take care of them she figured it was time for her to do something about it.
Kicking back the covers as loudly as she could, Andy stood and pulled the short black slip she'd gotten into bed with up over her head. She was tempted to throw it in the direction of her husband, who she knew wasn't fully asleep yet, but she resisted. He would be awake in more ways than one, soon. Opening the bedside table she grabbed her rose vibrator and laid back down. Closing her eyes, she let her mind wonder. Robert might not be fulfilling her fantasies in real life, right now...but that didn't mean she thought of anyone else.
Despite laying in bed next to her, it was the images of him flashing through Andy's mind that were causing the sensitive flesh between her legs to pulsate with need. With a single hand running up her naked torso, she teased one of her nipples ever so slightly and let her thoughts go. Thinking of his dominant, no holds barred, take charge assaults that were completely alpha. So fiery, sexy and seductive that she couldn't help but give into him.
But he was also tender, offering the softest caresses, feather light kisses, making her feel safe, loved and beautiful all at the same time. Above all else though, he was obsessively committed to her pleasure and satisfaction. Always giving her exactly what she needed to be sated. Slipping a hand between her thighs, Andy felt her own wetness and letting her legs fall open she clicked on her vibrator. A long slow moan tumbled from her lips as the small hand held device delivered pulses and suction to her swollen bud.
Pulled from his light sleep by the noises coming from the other side of the bed, Robert turned over and could barely find his words as he took in the sight in front of him. Andy had kicked back the covers, her head was thrown back, her eyes were closed tight and her thighs were spread wide. One hand rested on top a perfectly formed breast and the other held her seldom used vibrator against what he knew was a wet center. He was hard almost instantly. Heart pounding, breath shallow, he finally asked, "What are you doing?"
When Robert's voice pierced the silence Andy smiled wickedly knowing this little show would be seriously testing her husband's resolve. He would either give her what she wanted now or be tortured for a while tonight. The choice would be his. Catching his gaze and slightly breathless, she replied. "I think that's obvious, Robert. It was time to take matters into my own hands."
Robert rolled his eyes in frustration, though a part of him knew he deserved this. "You've got to be kidding me," he grumbled, but made no move to end his holdout or give in. "Two can play this game."
She didn't respond, only held his gaze and continued to tease herself. Seeing his wife's lack of response, Robert kicked the bedsheet and duvet on his side of the bed back, stood up and stripped out of his pajama bottoms and boxer briefs. Grabbing the lub from the bedside table, he squeezed a little into his hand and began stroking himself. Already turned on, Andy couldn't deny that watching her perfect specimen of a man stand there in all his naked glory ratcheted up her already heated state ten notches. He had the body of a god and he knew it. His broad firm chest, strong biceps, perfectly ripped abs and that sexy AF V at his hips that every woman loved and of course not to forget he was hung.
Andy refused to take her eyes off her husband, but continued to maneuver the small pink device. Seeing his pace increase and worrying that he just might bring himself off just to spite her, she bit her lip and finally breathed out. "You better not."
"Tell me what you want," Robert growled, his voice strained. He didn't think it was actually possible to get harder, but he was sure that was exactly what was happening now. Watching his wife pleasure herself had to be one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen and.
"Ugh," Andy exclaimed in frustration. "I've been telling you what I want for a week. Are you finally ready to give it to me?"
Robert didn't answer, only smiled slightly so Andy did the only thing she could. Closed her eyes, went back to her rose and let her moans, groans and writhing body do the talking. Scant moments later, she felt the bed shift and Robert slide between her legs. When one of his large hands covered hers and took the device from her, she smiled in satisfaction knowing she'd won. With both hands now free she slid them up to cup her breasts, massaged her nipples and leaned into the building pressure.
"Don't stop," Andy moaned in a voice that was barely recognizable. Involuntarily her pelvis bucked forward against the device Robert now controlled. She was desperate for more of the delicious friction that would send her over the edge. Pleasure rose hard and fast within her and Andy could feel all semblance of self control leave her, but his voice was her undoing.
"Come," Robert growled as he bit the side of her inner thigh gently. He knew her body, could feel the slight quiver, she was close. "You know you want to," he added with a sexy grin she couldn't see and a hint of teasing in his voice.
"Robert," Andy breathed as the tension inside her burst and her release surged within. Entire body tingling, the intense orgasm ripped through each nerve ending. Her hip movement slowed just slightly and just when Andy thought she'd ride out her orgasm, she felt Robert's hot mouth at her drenched core pushing her higher. "Oh, god," she whispered.
His tongue swiped through her folds and Andy's knees involuntarily tried to close as she worked to gain control of the sensory overload. With virtually no effort Robert pushed them back and doubled down on his assault. He nipped licked and sucked. One finger, then another slid through her tight channel and curled forward hitting her g-spot. Mindless, completely lost to the sensations her husband was creating in her body Andy relented. Back arched, heels pressed into the bed, moans tumbled from her lips as Robert sent her careening towards another orgasm.
Kissing his way up her body, he rested in the cradle of her legs and slid home. Buried to the hilt, Robert kissed his wife. It was wet and sexy... deep and passionate, filled with the undeniable love they both felt for one another. It was a slight change of pace, slower, gentler and more tender. No less, hot...but definitely a man in love being intimate with the woman he loved.
"Don't get all mushy on me now," Andy said in a low voice between kisses.
Robert caught her gaze, pulled all the way out and slammed forward, catching his wife by surprise. He thrusted forward again hard and again until the moans were falling from Andy's lips. And being sure he had her where he wanted her, he leaned down into Andy's ear and whispered, "I'll be mushy with my wife if I damn well please."
She couldn't help the laugh that erupted from her core, nor the look of love they shared. "Fine. Be mushy all you want, but make me feel it." Her look was mischievous and naughty.
Robert wasn't a man to turn down a challenge. Determined to give his wife what she wanted. He lifted one leg up over his shoulder and pushed forward. A light sheen over perspiration coated his body as he set a bruising pace. He could feel her muscles contracting around him fiercely with each bit of friction. His muscles flexed and released powerfully as he gave her everything he had. Using his thumb to stroke her clit he added to the tension winding deep in her core and felt her detonate. He kept thrusting. Once. Twice. Three more times and joined her as she shattered.
"I think you woke the neighbors," Robert joked as his lips descended on his wife's before collapsing into bed next to her.
"Sorry not sorry," Andy quipped back her body feeling like pleasure had been rung out of every inch of her. After days apart, she'd gotten exactly what she needed to be satisfied.
Robert wasn't sure just how long they'd been laying in their post orgasm silence. As he laid on his back, Andy leaned into him and her head rested on his chest. Figuring he'd stir the pot a little bit more he finally pierced the silence. "You're welcome," he said.
One hand lazily running across Robert's chest, Andy feigned ignorance. "For?" She questioned, knowing exactly what he was referring to.
"Three earth shattering, rock your world orgasms," Robert replied without missing a beat.
Andy pretended to contemplate his sentiments but didn't confirm anything. Finally she said, "Mmmm, I think that first one should really go in my points column." She nodded her head for emphasis.
A bit incredulous, Robert gave his wife the side eye. "Oh really?"
"Yes, really." Andy said with a smile in her voice. "It was my strategic thinking that got you to end your hold out and while you helped out at the end… I was basically already there."
"I wasn't holding out," Robert attempted to argue but fell flat when Andy looked up and pinned him with a glare. "Okay, maybe I was a little…" he finally admitted with a sheepish grin.
Andy nudged him in the side. "See!" She shook her head as she spoke. "I knew it."
"Well…I thought I should make you pay a little." Robert tried to reason as if it made perfect sense. "You were really mad at me when I didn't do anything wrong…it hurt." He finished his statement with puppy dog eyes.
Unable to resist his charm, his puppy dog eyes and that sexy grin and Andy rolled her eyes but leaned over for a kiss. "Ahhh…do I need to kiss it and make it better?"
"Actually, yes, That might help…" Robert flirted.
Covering Robert's naked body with hers, Andy kissed his lips hard. Her loose auburn waves cascading around them like a curtain as she devoured him with raw hunger. Andy's hands cupping his cheeks, Robert relaxed into her assault and opened his mouth wide in invitation. The more she gave, the more he took. Slinking an arm around her waist, he pulled her so close that every one of her curves was pressed up against his muscular form. With each slip of her tongue, every crevice of his mouth explored he yielded to her mastery.
Andy trailed kisses from Robert's lips down the column of his neck over his chest and stopped briefly to pay attention to each nipple. Feeling his muscles tighten underneath her, she knew his arousal was growing quickly. Tracing the line of his ripped abs, Andy reached his fully erect length and licked from base to tip before taking him fully in her mouth.
Sinking down again and again she felt the fingers from one of Robert's hands tangle in her hair guiding her up and down. Her own legs scissored and her core throbbed, aching to be filled again. She felt herself getting more and more turned on by the pleasure she knew was giving her husband. Andy loved the effect she had on him, there was nothing like having such a strong, dominant man, completely powerless under her control. "Andy..." Robert growled out as she varied the pace and pressure.
Feeling her husband's body contract and breathing shallow, Andy pulled back up, straddled his hips and held him in place as she sank down. Taking in every bit of him, Andy shivered as energy gathered in her core. "God, you feel good," she breathed as she leaned forward, braced her hands on his shoulders and set a delicious pace.
Robert was a man who lived for control. He was the classic alpha male in almost every way, but there was no denying the woman holding his gaze right now could bring him to his knees. She owned him. Had a hold on him that he couldn't quite put into words. Looking up into piercing brown eyes that danced with mischief, wild loose curls, creamy skin, perfectly curved body... she was a goddess and he was completely under her spell. With every push and pull, up and down, Robert felt his release threatening to overtake him. Hands planted on her ass, he reveled in the feeling of Andy's slick, hot, channel cocooning him. With each pass his climax barreled towards him like a freight train.
His strong arms lifted him up into a seated position and now eye level, Robert pulled his wife into a possessive kiss. She might be on top, she might be in control, but he'd still claim her as his anytime he liked. He kissed her roughly, desperately wanting more of her. Andy, feeling her own release near, rotated her hips as Robert thrust upward. Her arms circling his shoulders, her peaked nipples pressed tightly against his muscular chest, she panted next to Robert's ear. "Come with me."
Robert felt it first at the base of his spine, fiery energy shooting up his back as his entire body contracted. Grinding down harder and faster, Andy milked his release and he exploded deep inside her. Her name tumbling from his lips as he let go.
Breathless, Andy collapsed on top of her husband, bit this skin of his chest lightly and unleashed a playful growl. "Better?"
"Yes." Robert said with a knowing grin. "Satisfied?" He asked his wife.
"Yes." Andy said calmly. She hated when they fought. "Are we good?"
"Always," Robert said sweetly as he placed a soft kiss on his wife's forehead.
"You drive me crazy, you know that," Andy said as she leaned into her husband's warmth.
"Yep…and you love me anyway." Robert replied with a small smile.