him. When he didn’t, she turned on her side and snuggled up close to him, soaking up some of his warmth as she settled in. He must have felt her touch. He groaned and turned toward her.
“Need anything?” He opened his eyes slowly.
“No, I was just in the bathroom. Sorry I woke you.”
“Don’t be sorry. I’ve always been a light sleeper.” She watched him as she he lifted his head to look at the clock. “It’s not time to get up already, is it?”
“No, it’s about four in the morning,” she answered, rubbing her hand down his arm. “Go back to sleep. You must be tired.”
“I could sleep some more. Are you tired?” He slid his arm around to her back and pulled her closer.
“Maybe a little. Why?”
“I seem to remember someone mentioning she was, how should I say, in the mood?”
“Yes, someone was,” she teased, running her hand through his hair. “But now she’s something else.”
“And what would that be?”
She placed one leg over his and bent her knee around his hip. She could feel his cock stiffen on her thigh. It made her stomach clench with need. “Right now? She’s lustful and completely aroused.”
***
ANDREW growled out a raspy breath. Right there, as they faced each other on their sides, Andrew held her knee and pulled it up high to his waist to position himself. He moved his hand close to her opening, and slid his cock inside her.
“Oh God.” She wrapped her hands around his neck and rubbed her breasts on his chest. She was so wet, undulating her hips to take him deeper inside. “Fuck me hard, baby.”
Andrew raised her leg even higher and drove into her. He squeezed his arm under her to grip her waist and pulled her into him. His thrusts grew deeper and harder. Her begging drove him wild. At this angle, he could feel her so deep inside; her tight walls, so wet and hot, sliding up and down around his shaft. He wanted to satisfy all of her desires.
He pulled out gently and kissed her neck.
“I want you on all fours, Abby. I want to please you.”
She willingly turned on her stomach. He smacked her behind playfully as she rested on her arms. Her head turned toward him, studying him from beneath her lashes.
“More than all the times before?”
“Yes.”
“And what will we get, if I let you?” She was teasing him.
“Me? Satisfaction. You? Probably the best night of your life?” Andrew smiled broadly.
“Is that a promise?” Her voice had turned husky; it was a whimper, instead of words.
“I will do my best.”
“Okay.” Abby bounced to her elbows and then up onto her hands and knees. Not many women could make crawling around on a bed both sweet and sexy, but she could. She crawled backward to get close to him, her legs on either side of his. She crouched down and let her forehead press into the sheets. “I’m ready.”
“I love how open you are with me, Abby. That eagerness of yours is so contagious.”
Picking up her head, she twisted her neck around to wink at him over her shoulder. “Best night of my life, remember?”
She swayed her hips before his eyes, pushing all other thoughts far from his mind. He never lied. A promise was a promise. He promised her the best night of her life and he was going to give it to her. Come hell or high water.
“Then hold on, this is going to be slow and gentle.”
He clasped her hips in both hands and stilled her movement. Her forehead fell back to the sheets. He kissed each of her ass cheeks in turn, licking and nibbling them all over. Scooting back in the bed, he got up onto his knees and started to trail kisses and nibbles from her butt to the small of her back and up her spine. The sweet taste of her skin was better than any wine. He could lick her all night. Stretching across her back, he nestled her ass against his groin.
His cock fit perfectly, as though made to be between her legs. He settled it along the length of her slit, sliding slowly to coat his shaft with her wetness. He ground his