WHAT A FEELING
Chapter 19
by Stands With A Fic – Camima
Thanks everyone for your support! After E6 I am still feeling very excited. Shandy is slowly becoming real ! Enjoy this chapter! M rated! Special thanks to my Beta CmemLovr, she is an angel!
"I love the way you giggle," Andy said lowly, a sideways grin on his lips as he caressed Sharon's shin and calf, her ankle on his shoulder. A slight splashing sound accompanied his movements and Sharon giggled louder, her eyes looking away from his to gaze at his hands on her leg.
She replied as sultrily as she could, a cute high-pitched giggle interrupting her as she said, "I'm glad to hear that 'cos I can't stop," she smiled, arching her brows as she pressed her lips together in an attempt to compose herself. It was not that she was ashamed to giggle in front of Andy but rather that she was still unused to it, "I may have lost my heart to you, but I'm not allowed to lose my self-control," she said in her characteristically velvety voice, shrugging. Andy felt his heart melt as his stomach clenched and his groin ached. Sliding his body along the bottom of the tub, he drew nearer to Sharon, knowing subconsciously that he no longer owned his body; she did. Andy rolled onto his knees, leaning over to meet Sharon's lips, effectively stopping her giggles. Her leg slipped slowly down his shoulder and past his outer arm. Feeling it, Andy grabbed it, enclosing it in his grip as her thigh clenched around his back. He loved the feel of her muscles, moving beneath his hand as she anticipated his actions. Smiling intently, his gleaming eyes glazed over as her lips parted slightly, a soft but quick inhalation of breath swelling in her chest. Andy kissed her lips, lingering there as his hands dived to caress Sharon's outer thighs and hips. Grabbing her waist, Andy caused Sharon to inhale sharply, releasing slowly as their eyes met, warm and gleaming fragments that darkened slowly.
"Can I just say that I love it when you lose your self-control?" Andy murmured roughly against her jaw, his voice immeasurably aroused.
"Oh? And what else do you…love?" she breathed, her hot breath against his shoulder causing him to chuckle throatily in an almost evil cackle, his breath moving near her neck and jaw.
"Well..." he swallowed hard, "actions speak louder than words," he breathed raspingly as he glanced at the soap bubbles covering her breasts briefly before returning his eyes to hers. Sharon rubbed his biceps in a circular motion and Andy saw her shiver, the chill of the air and the cooling water sending chills into her skin. However, that was where the chill stopped as both she and Andy were pulled flush together, her legs slightly bent at his sides and his supporting hers. He lifted her higher, their bodies entwined, their chests and stomachs pressed tightly together. Sharon wrapped her arms around Andy, tilting her head back slightly to meet his eyes. Their mutual gaze lingered as he rubbed small circles into her back. Glancing at his lips before briefly returning to his eyes, Sharon's jade eyes fell shut as the warmth of his breath drew closer. Andy's hands kneaded her chest, slipping down to her waist to reach the small of her back, cupping her bottom in his hands generously as he pulled her center against his. Sharon's breathy moans filled the air, boiling blood coloring Andy's face and neck as his lips parted to devour hers, her head tilting slightly to the side as she welcomed him to her mouth. Andy was at first overwhelmed by Sharon's intense, mind-blowing kiss and opened his eyes to absorb as much of her as he could. Opening her eyes slowly as though she had felt that Andy's were open, she slowed the kiss, allowing him to take control. Andy chased her lips, returning the kiss feverishly until the need for air became far too pertinent. Breathing hard, Andy brushed his lips against the crook of Sharon's neck, pressing gently against the hollow of her throat, growing ever-more aroused by the sound of her husky moans. The heat of their passion transferred to the air surrounding them as Sharon quivered under Andy's ministrations. Completely entangled in Andy's arms, Sharon felt his hands cup her shoulder blades, his lips nipping her breast bone heatedly. As her center was drawn into his, her back arched and her hands reached clumsily and desperately for the back of his neck, his lips greedily chasing the swell of her breast as she breathed heavily, another moan filling the air.
She sucked in a gust of air, hissing, "bedroom" heatedly.
Andy groaned throatily, pulling away from Sharon with the knowledge that the best was yet to come. Rocking back onto her bottom, she curled her legs to the side and knelt up and out of the water, completely exposed save her legs. Andy, who still sat in the tub, grabbed Sharon by her torso, pulling her to his lips and kissing the skin that stretched down to her navel. Sharon arched her back, reclining her head completely as her hands roamed Andy's hair.
"Bedroom," Andy breathed as if to remind himself of what he had promised her and of the pleasure he would soon receive if he could only make it to his bed. Andy gathered his resolve and looked up at Sharon, admiring the rosiness in her cheeks and her swollen lips, proud that he had caused her aroused appearance. His arms slid to her waist as he gazed at her face, the sound of her heavy breaths filling the still air. She was surprised by his attention, finding that he was both aroused but that something deeper lingered in his darkened eyes. A feeling of deep love and devotion mingled with disbelief in his eyes, and she looked back at him with tender wonder - a sweetly excruciating mix. His more salt than pepper hair was messy, stuck up in short tufts her fingers had caused. She admired his features; his dark, warm, sweet, strong reassuring eyes, his wrinkles, his pointed nose and his thin and yet gentle lips that could become hard and demanding in an instant.
She smiled tenderly, murmuring simply, "you're handsome."
Surprise shone through Andy's arousal, his brows rising and a hint of his usual grin ghosting around the edges of his lips.
"About time," he teased, his voice raspy with arousal.
Giggling throatily, Sharon's need to have him shone through her eyes. She caressed his cheek and she stood, stepping gently out of the tub before offering her hands to him. Andy accepted them, joining her on the other side of the tub before he pulled her into him, kissing her senseless as he steered her gently in the direction of his bedroom. Sharon walked back, glancing every now and then at Andy's face as he guided her. Andy steered them steadily, his eyes ensuring the correct path but always returning to Sharon's, their lips never parting. Their bodies left a glistening trail on the floor as they continued on their way to the bedroom, stopping only for Andy to push Sharon against the wall, lifting her thighs so that they were snugly wrapped about his hips. He carried her the rest of the way, their need to feel each other more intimately now more prescient, as conveyed by the lingering impression of Sharon's back and bottom tattooed to the wall with Andy's hand prints on either side of her body.
Dropping to the bed, Andy fell on his elbow so as to reduce the impact of his body on Sharon's, a moan leaving her lips as they landed on the bed. Moments later, Andy covered Sharon completely, his body pressed fully against hers. She loved the feel of his reassuring weight on top of her; the feel of his wiry muscles beneath her fingers and the soft skin that covered them. He loved the feel of Sharon's soft, hot skin in his hands. Their lips moved as one, never once separate. Their intimacy went far and beyond passion – something they both felt but couldn't really define – so they let their bodies take charge.
Andy removed the now precarious pin from Sharon's hair, her face and neck surrounded by wet strands and locks. He threaded his fingers through her hair, fanning it out behind her before pulling away slightly to admire her radiant beauty. She smiled at him as his eyes roamed her naked body, her toes rubbing against Andy's shin as their legs interlocked. Her hands spanned his chest, sliding to his back to cup his shoulder blades and pull him closer to her. Spreading her legs wider, Andy rocked his hips against her center. She arched her back, head completely reclined as Andy pulled away slightly, sliding his legs under her thighs so as to position her center against his more securely. The movement heightened Sharon's arousal as she felt closer to Andy than ever, his quivers palpable as he felt her slick, hot center inviting him in. He slid in gently and felt her heat welcome him, rolling his hips gently as he felt each movement cause Sharon to moan desperately – her breathing in tandem with his undulations. He restrained himself from thrusting too hard into her – from grabbing her hips and pulling her onto him completely. The very idea of Sharon riding him – riding on the waves of pleasure their movements radiated - drove him insane. She looked so vulnerable – so completely lost to him – and yet he was completely powerless, unable to disobey her.
Andy had just begun to think this when he heard Sharon hiss, "Come. Please, Andy," she moaned, "come" her voice rising in pitch due to her arousal and desperate need.
Andy plunged into Sharon. This was the first time Sharon had been so aroused – or perhaps the first time that she had expressed it so keenly – and though he was surprised, Andy was more than pleased to discover this new facet of Sharon's.
Sharon smiled back at Andy, panting as he positioned her body over his – entwining her legs with his as he passed an arm behind her neck. Andy panted against her neck, admiring her beauty as she tried to regain control of her breathing, her breasts rising and falling rhythmically. She looked up into his eyes and offered him a shining smile, noticing his almost-mesmerized gaze.
"Wow, we look like boxers after a match!" Andy exclaimed breathily, causing Sharon to giggle.
"Knocked out," replied Sharon melodically. Andy nodded his head as he pulled Sharon closer to him.
"Weren't you satisfied with sending me head over heels?" he asked, arching a brow as his naughty sideways grin appeared.
"To be fair, I hadn't planned on doing that, either," she said sultrily as both of them wore their most disarming expressions.
"That doesn't mean you're innocent," Andy grinned again, his eyes shining with excitement.
"So you've tried me and found me guilty..." she murmured, drawing herself up and closer to him as Andy smiled widely, his eyes darkened once more.
"Absolutely – the charges have already been brought against you," he said softly, his voice rough. Swallowing at the sight of Sharon's eyes widening, he anticipated the approach of her lips. She stopped and looked into his eyes, grazing the tip of her nose against his cheek. Then she pouted and frowned, causing Andy's mesmerized and expectant expression to crack into a smile
"I was hoping...we could make a deal," she whispered, biting her lower lip attractively as though she were begging him.
"Well, actually I'm not sure...that's your specialty-" Andy teased her as he grinned again and raised a brow, "Not your only one actually, you've got plenty..." He wagged his eyebrows as he kneaded her thigh slightly, his hand fanned against her skin, rubbing her thigh.
Giggling, Sharon shot back in mock-defiance, "Oh? Then tell me...what are yours?" she grazed his lips with the tip of her nose and Andy gazed at her longingly.
"If you have to ask, then I'm obviously not as good as I thought…" Andy said, his low rasping voice interrupted by a hard swallow, smiling at Sharon's giggle. She smiled and brushed his lips with hers, parting them ever so slightly before pulling away to look down at his lips before meeting his eyes. "Well, I'm a creative mind..." Andy breathed and Sharon smiled widely, amused and thoroughly anticipating whatever his 'creativeness' had to do with her (possibly – probably) naked body. "I've actually thought out many different ways of…making love to you."
Sharon licked her bottom lip and bit it as she smiled, "Oh?" she repeated, raising her brows.
"Yeah...oh..." Andy mimicked, hissing, "but they need to be tested first," as he gazed at her lips with a frown, the importance of his utterance delivered as he remained transfixed.
"I see...and, uh, are there any chances for me to be...helpful?" she spoke eagerly, bending her knee so as to stroke his outer thigh with her pointed toes.
"Well...I guess that would be the right punishment to fit the crime," he answered, nodding his head in mock-consideration, his brows raised as he watched her toes trail along his thigh. He watched her thigh – so slender and yet so toned, her muscles visibly contracting and relaxing with each movement.
Sharon followed his gaze and smiled. She felt sexy and was glad that he thought so too. She was aware her body was not as toned and curvaceous as it had been when she was younger – or even as it had five years previously. Her musculature had declined and her belly had begun to poke out somewhat, despite a careful diet and exercise. Not to mention her neck. Nevertheless, she always felt feminine and loved to take care of herself and her appearance, but never had she felt hot - or sexy - until Andy had shown her exactly what he thought of her.
She found herself surprised at the pleasant, flattering feeling. Maybe she was a little too girlish but in the end, she thought, with the two of them alone in intimacy, it was the perfect time to soak up as much of the pleasant sensation as possible.
"You look stunning," Andy's soft but raw voice confirmed her thoughts yet again, their eyes meeting, " and you're the most gorgeous," he kissed her cheek, "sexy," he kissed her lips, " and hot woman I..." Andy stopped and pursed his lips, raising a puzzled brow thoughtfully. Sharon's heated gaze was swept away as her eyes widened, aghast as a disbelieving expression painted his face.
"Andy!" she scolded, slapping his chest.
"What?" he asked with mock-innocence, mild surprise coloring his expression as he massaged the spot Sharon had slapped. "W-what?!" Sharon rolled her eyes and pulled her legs away from his, rolling away from him and turning her back on Andy as she got up. "Hey! Come on, Sharon..." Andy grinned, "I was teasing you!" He knelt up onto the mattress and moved towards Sharon, reaching for her wrist. She was faster, however, and dodged his grip, turning her chest and covering herself for modesty. "What? Why are covering yourself? Come on!" She grimaced at him, her eyes narrowing as she flounced out of his bedroom, Andy shouting her name behind her.
"Sharon!" Andy rolled his eyes, "you are the hottest, sexiest, woman I've ever met and...I love you!" Andy confessed, half pleading and half reassuring as his voice rang out in the apartment. He left his room, searching for her in the hallway, "Sharon? Hey, beautiful?" I know you're around, naked, no less, and I'm gonna find you," Andy smiled as he shook his head. "Sharon?" he called, entering the empty bathroom.
Though Provenza had honestly tried waiting for Andy's call the following day, he had been unable to distract himself from the thought of Andy and the Captain. 'Sharon,' he thought, 'maybe I should start thinking of her as Sharon.' He shook his head wearily – it didn't seem right. Unfortunately, his attempts at distracting himself hadn't been at all helpful, so he had resorted to casually driving around Andy's house, glancing into his windows every now and again to check whether or not the lights were on. If they were, he hoped that he would be able to off-handedly knock on the door and (hopefully) talk to him. He doubted, however, that he would find him home. In recent weeks, Andy had spent very little time at home and, from what Provenza had learned from Andy's concerned neighbors, when Andy did come home he was always in the company of an elegant (gorgeous had also been used…) woman with glasses and long auburn hair. Provenza pulled up before Andy's apartment and sighed. The lights were on. It was time that he and Andy set some things straight.
Provenza locked his car as he reached Andy's door. Inhaling deeply, he let his breath out slowly, pursing his lips and nodding his head resolutely as he raised a fist to knock. His hand hung in mid-air, however, when he heard Andy's voice on the other side of the door.
"Come on...alright I'm coming - and I'll find you...". Provenza realized that Andy was not alone and was reminded of the neighbor's words as he heard a high-pitched feminine laugh. Following that, giddy screams that seemed oddly familiar to Provenza filled the air, chilling his blood as he heard Andy say (utterly aroused, no less), "Come on, Sharon! Come back to bed…or else-"
"Or what?" she giggled, a soft bump sounding against the other side of the apartment door, her giggles now muffled by a moan. She laughed giddily, breathily denying Andy in a half-scream half-giggle that slowly became a husky breath – a whisper. Provenza remained where he was, the Captain's name resounding in his head as reality pervaded his senses. From the other side of the door, the Captain's voice could be heard once more, moaning Andy's name desperately and panting tightly as her arousal was heightened once more. Meanwhile, Andy's voice could also be heard, heated and needy as he grunted Sharon's name, desperately telling her how much he needed her. Then a louder bump sounded against the door, a moan coming from her before another bump resounded through the door and was immediately followed by a louder moan. Covering his ears, Provenza tried to ignore the fact that the series of bumps and moans had developed an undeniable rhythm as he turned hastily back to his car, mentally taking note to call Andy before dropping in from now on.