"I want you inside me." she said as the most adorable blush came over her.
He had moved his hand from her but at her admittance reached for her again, "Andie, never be ashamed to tell me what you need from me. I am here for your pleasure as much as I am here for my own."
She smiled at him, and the happiness he saw in her eyes almost undid him.
He pulled himself up with a groan when he came to his knees. She looked at him and said, "It hurts, doesn't it?"
"Only sometimes." He leaned down to kiss her, but she pushed him away.
"Lay back down," she said, sitting up.
"Andie, I..."
"I need you to be patient with me. I have never done this, so I need your help." She tried to climb on top of him. Never done what? He thought. Then he realized what she meant. She had never been on top. His heart grew for her, realizing she may be more innocent than she let on. Her innocence combined with the fact she was conscious of his pain was making him want her even more. He had never been around a woman who showed cared so deeply.
As Andie slowly straddled him, she looked him dead in the eye. "Will you guide me?"
"Andie, my little angel, I will do anything for you."
He grabbed her hips and slowly lowered her on top of him. Nothing compared to the feel of her warm, tight center clenching his cock. She was slowly getting the hang of things and began moving back and forth and up and down at a pace so slow it was torture. The only thing holding him off was the look of sheer joy on her face as she did it.
Her eyes locked on his, and he smiled, "Damn it Andie, I can't hold on for very long. You feel amazing."
Her long hair was covering her shoulders and chest with one small nipple poking out. Her body moved in a way that made him believe she was made just for him and before he knew it her breathing was getting heavy. She was going to come undone and as he watched her, all he thought about was how lucky he was to have found her. She reached behind him to balance herself, thrusting her hips forward again and again. She was crying out and coming hard, her body clenching his cock as he held on to her hips and thrust up into her, releasing everything he'd holding back.
Chapter Fourteen
Itwasstillearlyand after the latest game of Andie rides Mike, she literally fell forward, collapsing on top of him. He held her and as her breathing slowed; it didn't take long for Mike to realize she had fallen asleep. He lay there thinking this was the best feeling in the world, until his dick started getting hard again inside her. He knew he couldn't wake her up again yet, so he slipped out of her and laid her down next to him. He got up and got a warm washcloth to carefully clean the both of them up. When she barely stirred, he knew she was out like a light.
He reached for his phone to find an abnormal number of messages. The first few were from Jason. He could hear the mocking tone, and it made him cringe. That was his own fault, though. Before he got things going with Andie, he had sent a text off to Jason's wife Christy. He just wanted to confirm that it was okay to have sex with a pregnant woman. She immediately started blowing up his phone, making fun of him for even asking and requesting details of what was going on. He responded with "Yes or No?!?! I'll fill you in later!" He got a "Yes" and ignored his phone for most of the night.
The other missed messages were all Jason making fun of him, then Christy trying to get more information, and calls from his mother. Ugh. He rolled his eyes at what a mess the day was going to be. He needed to get some work done and get some calls made, so as much as it pained him, he pulled himself out of bed and into the shower. Thirty minutes after that, he stood in the middle of his tech room with a headset and boxer briefs on while conducting a call with a team in Iraq. Athena, one of their top agents, was leading the group, and he had additional intel she needed to finish up out there. His job never left room for downtime, and although his office was just two floors down, there was something nice about not having to get dressed for work. Now with Andie asleep in his bed, the current set-up thrilled him.
Her being close made him feel happy, but he also dreaded when she woke because he knew that was when they needed to discuss the big stuff. He needed her to move in; he needed her to agree to let him take care of her financially, and he needed her to see the midwife who was coming to the apartment at 3:00PM. Yep, he may have overstepped his bounds there, but he was already worried about the baby. Andie said last night she didn't have insurance, so he called Christy before returning any other calls. Luckily, she didn't give him too much grief, and he got the number of Bella, her midwife he had met a couple months ago. When he called her, she agreed to come that same afternoon to examine Andie and the baby.
He had a strange feeling that would not go over well. Not only because he was getting to know Andie's likes and dislikes pretty well, but also because Christy was very clear on the phone what a bad idea it was. He couldn't wait though, he needed to know she was okay. Yes, pregnant women get tired, and yes, they have morning sickness. But Andie slept all day yesterday, and she was sick late in the day, not the morning. He didn't know what to do, so he had found a midwife, offered her an astronomical amount of money to take care of Andie and their baby, and he would deal with the fallout when it happened.
As if on queue, he could hear her run to the bathroom and slam the door. His heart dropped, and he ran into his room to find the door closed.
"Andie, open up. Come on baby, open up. Are you okay?" and then he heard it. Well, he heard two things. First one of his guys started snickering and said, "Come on, baby? Are you okay?" In a mocking voice. That's when he realized he forgot to take his headset off.
"Fuck off," he said into the mic and threw it across the room onto the bed.
"Andie, come on. Please, honey, I need to know you are okay." The second sound he had heard was what may have sounded like crying.
"Go away," she said through the door.
"No can do, you can either open this door now or I will break it down. I'm not afraid."
He heard the toilet flush, and the door opened a crack. It wasn't much, but it was what he needed to get in. Once inside he saw her, her face was stained with tears and she looked at him like she was terrified.
"Okay little angel, come here," he said, sitting down on the closed toilet seat and pulling her to him.
She pushed against his chest, "No don't, I just got sick. I probably smell terrible," she said as she raised her hand to her mouth and started crying again.
"Listen to me; I have seen much worse than a pregnant woman with morning sickness. You can't scare me off that easily." The tension started leaving her body as he held her, and she laid her head on his shoulder.
"Do you feel better now that it's over?"