Andy/Sharon (2)
First Kiss
Andy pulls Sharon closer to him, his hands on her hips as they dance to the music. When Sharon had agreed to be his date for the holiday party, he was surprised. He even thought for a moment that her response had been a sarcastic one. Now, Sharon's body pressed against his own, the smell of her perfume and shampoo in his nose, and the feeling of her breath against his neck, he knows for sure that dancing with him is where she wants to be. They dance without speaking, letting their bodies and the music take over. The rest of the night they dance, ignoring those around them who send questioning looks their way. They stay wrapped up in their own little world until they get to Sharon's door.
Andy sees a side to Sharon he's never seen before as she turns to face him at the door. There's an uncertainty when she smiles at him, her hands in the pockets of her navy trench coat. Andy smiles, already knowing the night is going to end with a kiss. When he lifts her head to his, his fingers lightly holding her chin, she knows as well.
The first touch of their lips is electric, making their lips tingle. Her soft lips easily open when his tongue presses between them, seeking entrance. Andy moves his hand to cup her cheek, deepening the kiss as a surprised hum comes from the back of her throat. Andy kisses her until he can feel his lungs desperately searching for air.
When he pulls away, looking into bright eyes, he knows that wasn't just a goodnight kiss. That had been their first kiss and many more would follow.
Finally
"Are you okay?" Andy whispered against her ear as his hands slid up her back, going under her shirt.
Sharon smiled; she never thought he would be this gentle with her. She should have known, though. She nodded her head before licking her lips and shivering slightly because of his feather-light touch. "Yes," she voiced her answer.
His breath was warm against her ear. His hands on her back as they lightly caressed her were slightly calloused, but somehow still soft. He kissed all over her with gentle lips, moving to her neck. His touches and caresses were making her rock against him slightly. She was straddling him, the fronts of their bodies flush against each other. They'd been on her sofa like this for a while; kisses and teasing touches under her shirt was all it was. Two months of finally learning how to leave ranks at the door and this was as far as it ever went.
But now, Sharon wanted more. Her body ached for him in a way she couldn't describe. Andy wanted more as well, but he wouldn't push her. This time Sharon was going to make it clear what she wanted.
Andy pulled back a little so his lips could press to the hollow of her throat. He sucked lightly as he massaged his fingers into her back, feeling her melt against him. Her moans vibrated against his lips and her pulse pounded beneath them. He groaned against her, sucking a little harder, careful not to leave a mark while still making sure it drove her crazy. Sharon's head fell back and he knew he had succeeded.
Sharon moaned deeply, her lips pressed tightly together. Her nipples were aching as they pebbled and rubbed against her bra. Her center was throbbing as she rocked down a little harder each time. When Andy's hands moved down to her ass, squeezing as his tongue teasingly licked her neck, she groaned and pulled his head closer. A searing heat burned her; she pulled at his hair a little, rocking a little harder.
Andy grinned against her and took a few more teasing licks and nips at her neck before his mouth went lower. He kissed against her chest, hearing her heart pounding faster and faster with each kiss. His hands moved back up her back, sliding the cotton shirt she was wearing up. She stopped him and pulled back, wanting to look at him.
Sharon stroked Andy's face with her hand and watched as his eyes softened. She smiled and leaned forward to slowly brush her lips against his. She pulled back, looking into his eyes again, smiling once more. She licked her lips and went back to his, tenderly sucking his lip into her mouth. As she gently sucked his lip, her free hand teasingly drew shapes against his skin, touching wherever was bare.
Andy grunted into her mouth and she pulled back. She took his hands into her and brought them to her stomach, resting them there. "Take it off," she whispered, looking down at his hands.
"You sure?" Andy asked, gripping the shirt.
Sharon nodded, still looking down at his hands. She watched him slowly, almost teasingly, pull the shirt up and over her head. The cool air hit her warm skin and she felt a small shiver move through her as she looked up to meet his eyes. She smiled at him and then moved back to his mouth, pressing slow kisses to his mouth as she began working on the buttons of his shirt.
Later, after finally getting what they both wanted for so long, Sharon smiled. It had all been worth the wait.