She wouldn't fight him. Right now she wanted him over her, between her legs and as close as two bodies could get without bloodshed. She wanted to wrap her arms around Booker and hold him to her, and she wasn't letting go.
"Let him have his own turn," Andy tossed back, settling into the lounger and unwinding herself once she was sure he was settling in with her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, one of her hands on his shoulder as the other slid down his belly to wrap her fingers around his cock, gently stroking and tugging him closer. She tilted her head up for a soft kiss, pouring everything she couldn't say into it: it had been too long.
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Date: 2020-09-19 03:21 am (UTC)"Let him have his own turn," Andy tossed back, settling into the lounger and unwinding herself once she was sure he was settling in with her. Her legs wrapped around his hips, one of her hands on his shoulder as the other slid down his belly to wrap her fingers around his cock, gently stroking and tugging him closer. She tilted her head up for a soft kiss, pouring everything she couldn't say into it: it had been too long.