Andrew could sense that the lady beneath her was ready, hungry for more to which he didn't hesitate to make his advances. Cassie could feel his fingers drape down from her breasts all the way to her waist before coming to a halt at her groin.
She was dressed in a excessively huge black hoodie and a skirt that extended halfway down her thighs and knee high socks that covered her from her knees all the way done leaving the only part exposed being a small fraction of her legs.
Clearly she wasn't proud of showing off. Her breathes grew shaky as her faint blue eyes locked with his dead obsidian. Her eyes said it all, that she was ready to advance however Andrew sober of the situation was aware that it was her curiosity and inferiority complex speaking.
The plans of taking advantage of her at this state hadn't crossed his mind nor was he planning to. Feeling the cold air of the room to her legs thanks to Andrew removing her knee high socks, she instinctively shut her legs closed.
Andrew simply looked at her, tilting his head in wonder as he slid his fingers beneath her skirt and running into his blockade, her panties. Her body recoiled with his fingers prying where she had never had someone else five into and a part of her was unwilling to do so.
But her state cancelled out the rational side of her. "You're going to have to spread you legs if you wish to continue." Andrew said flatly as he withdrew his hands, resting them on her knees. She paused for a bit, falling into contemplation before spreading her legs.
She buried herself deeper into the cushions and sheets, ready for what he was about to enact. She could feel his warm fingers brush across the skin of her thighs before reaching her cove. Her body tensed up and her muscles clenching as she locked his arm between her legs.
Realizing this, she once again loosened up a bit and gave him free reign. Andrew peeled back her undergarments back to have space to proceed, his acts covered by the darkness of the room and her skirt. Her breathes grew more resound before a soft moans escaped her lips.
'Sensitive as I had predicted.' A conclusion he swept aside as he simply rubbed his fingers around her edges. "You might want to brace yourself for this." Tensing up, she could only imagine what he would do next and as testament, a cry of delight and euphoria came from her figure.
She clutched the beddings around her before wrapping them around her figure, evidence of the cold that she felt. With her bare upper torso out of his view, Andrew went on noting that she was ready for more.
From there, he teased her clit by making swirls around it and pinching it which would make her mind go blank before resuming. After a few minutes and seeing that she had adjusted, he went on as he pushed his fingers into her cove.
A slow moan followed right after as she arched her back into the air still adamant in clutching the sheets before collapsing back onto the bed. Andrew's fingers were drenched in her fluids, making it easier to move.
He couldn't feel how hard her walls tightened around his fingers but with how problematic it was for him to move them and reading her state, he could tell that she was hungry. He went on once more, running his fingers through her cove and from her reactions, it was clear that she loved it.
As a person who knew everything about Cassie and women, he knew what to do. Multitasking between her cove, teasing her clit and diving in for some kisses here and there and for an inexperienced girl like Cassie, it was only a matter of time before she could feel a buildup inside her.
"Ahh~" With a swift arc of her back into the air, she could feel a cascade of euphoria wash through her body before collapsing onto he bed once more. Her puffs heavy and rugged as she covered her face with the sheets. Her garments were completely soaked in her fluids which he didn't mind as he retracted his arm.
From there, he took off her undergarments leaving her cove completely exposed. Cassie who was still trying to regain her breathe felt a shock of electricity course from her crotch which was vastly different from before.
"Ahhh~~" She shut her legs together which restricted Andrew from making any more movements with his head locked. Taking a quick glance at his position, she was startled that he would do such a thing but before she could dwell on the subject, another wave of bliss ran through her body.
Once more, her breathes grew more rapid and resound as Andrew kept on taking care of her. He could bite on her clit which sent shivers all over her body, making her tense and slide in his tongue right into her cove which he was an expert at.
Holding onto the sheets harder than ever, she could feel Andrew increase his intensity and once more, the build up on it's way. After a few more minutes, she let it all out and squirted right into his face and the sheets with her back arched. She felt her grip on her mind slowly fading.
Realizing what she had done, she looked at Andrew whose face was covered in her fluids, guilt and a sense of urgency however Andrew didn't seem bothered by it as he rose to his feet and made his way to the bathroom.
She couldn't move her body, feeling limb from the experience and the alcohol leaving her completely helpless. Andrew came back once more with his face still wet from washing it off and took her clothes to the bathroom as well.
And with that she let matters be as they were as her vision grew darker and before she knew it, she fell asleep leaving Andrew to take care of the rest which he had already planned out.
...
The figure of a lady completely covered in sheets could be seen wake up from her slumber thanks to the sun's rays piercing through her window blinds. Her face turned ugly before she was thrusted awake.
"Ugh!!! My head!" Hit by a truck by the hungover from yesterday, she clutched her head in slight agony as she tried to recall what happened last night. Getting out of bed, it was then that she realized that she wasn't in the clothes that she was in the day before.
Glancing next to her, she saw a glass of water laid out for her with some painkillers which she gobbled down before making her way to the sitting room. 'We didn't! Did we?' After her second climax, she couldn't recall what transpired right after.
What met her was the delicate aroma wafting through the air and Andrew's body who was waiting at the counter as he seemed to be gaming before putting his phone down. "No we didn't fuck."
He mused as he took a look at her and gesturing the breakfast that he had prepared. "I can't believe I actually did that." Holding onto the bridge of her nose in disbelief before digging into the breakfast.
"You not only changed me in my sleep but also..." The fact of what happened the night before still came off as bizzare to her. She hadn't expected Andrew to be so wild with her given how passive and dead he usually was.
Before she could voice out any more complaints, she decided to dig in first. After she was done, she darted to the bathroom to find her laundry already done for her along with the chores that she would usually execute on Sunday.
Realizing that there was nothing else to do, she made her way back to Andrew who was patiently waiting for her. "I... Hah just-" She seem torn with what she wanted to voice out plaguing her mind. Andrew simply looked at her confused state.
Frustrated, she let out a groan of anger as she crashed onto the sofa, burying her face into the pillows. Andrew made his way over and taking a seat onto the hand rest and lightly caressing her hair.
She looked up as if in annoyance which shifted to helplessness. "I want to ask you something..." At this point she wondered what the point of a conversation was with him but she went on with it anyway.
"Did you feel anything during that whole thing? Anything at all?" Andrew's eyes bore deep into her blue eyes. "No, nothing at all but I expect what I should have felt was nervousness, a tinge of excitement and a sprinkle of joy and bliss." She gave a devastated sigh as she planted her face once more into the sofa.
"Then why did you bother? If you can't feel anything then why are you trying to spark a romantical relationship with me?" Her voice muffled.
"To satiate your request. And to engage myself with something somewhat 'thrilling' but it was as bland as I had expected it to be." His tone flat and unenthusiastic. 'Was it really that bland?' She thought in her head however numerous reasons came along with it.
'He has experienced it before and given the fact that he can't feel anything, it would turn out to be rather lackluster.' Feeling the light warm touch of his fingers run through her back head, she looked up to see his face.
"I thought that you men liked it when you had your cocks sucked." A light joke which he laughed at however she knew that it was a mask he put on. "I genuinely don't mind Cassie. Be it whatever you want, I don't mind helping you with."
She paused as she heard this. "Really? What if I asked you to do it again?" Still caressing her head, he confirmed to her request. "Oh, well it's nice to know that you have my back." Her tone warm as she looked up once more to be treated with a small smile.
Beneath the facade that he had, a part of her wanted it to be genuine while the other bought it completely. 'If only you truly felt the emotions that I wished you did.' A light sigh escaped her lips, feeling his light touch on her cheeks. "I'll present you with two options, Cassie."
He mused amidst the calm silence that had started to settle in the room.