Chapter 42 (Vicky's POV)
Everything was perfect between me and Andrew.
We were joking around, having fun, we chose names for our little Beanie.
But in the back of my mind I was worried about my parents.
I didn't want to think about the worst possible scenario but I couldn't help it.
After we gave our statements it was time to go to bed and I was grateful for the first time that I chose a big apartment to live in.
It was an apartment with 3 bedrooms so there was enough space for everyone even though I doubted Knox and Jessy would sleep separately.
And I got my confirmation a few moments later when they went into the same room holding their hands and looking at each other like no one else in the world existed.
It was hilarious honestly.
Two such bad ass persons turning into softies. And people say miracles don't exist.
They really do. You just need to wait for them sometimes.
Me and Andrew retreated to my bedroom together and as soon as the door closed behind me I was pushed against it and Andrew's lips were on mine.
He lifted my leg and put it around his waist so he had better access to my ass and other parts down there, if you know what I mean.
Suddenly he moved away and my lips followed him in a desperate attempt to continue our steamy session.
"Too much clothes love. We need to fix that."
There's no way in hell I would argue his point.
We reached for each other's clothes at the same time and were both in only our underwear in record time.
"Damn woman. I thought you couldn't get any more beautiful than you are. But this pregnancy makes you even sexier."
I blushed at his words, and would argue with him if I didn't see obvious proof of his excitement poking out at the top of his boxers.
"Please don't make me wait any longer. It's been too long since you were inside me and these hormones are making me horny all the time."
I could see his dick twitch at my words and a wave of satisfaction came over me at the realization I could still turn him on even though I was a bit rounder than the last time.
Andrew didn't lose any more of his time and started trailing kisses over my torso and my belly.
He dropped to his knees in front of me and lifted my leg so it was on his shoulder.
He moved my panties to the side and started his slow torture by first kissing my inner thights and just when I thought he would get closer to my pussy he moved in the other direction again.
I was so wet, I could already feel myself dripping down my leg.
When he finally started moving up from my knee once more, he licked every drop of my arousal on his way.
"Even sweeter than I remembered."
How can he still be thinking or talking God damn it!
I was a panting horny mess and he was playing games.
"Damn it Andrew, get to it already or I swear, aaaaaaah!"
My words were cut off when he suddenly sucked my clit into his mouth.
Damn but he knew how to use his mouth.
"You were saying?"
As soon as he finished his sentence he started licking my slit, making sure he got every drop of my arousal that escaped me.
"Nothing nothing, just don't stop, oh God yes don't stop."
He chuckled lightly and I pulled on his hair showing him I was not messing around.
I needed this orgasm like my next breath.
It's been way too long.
I haven't masturbated since I came back from Scotland.
You can look at me with that shocked expression all you want but it just didn't feel right and I doubt it would even come close to all the orgasms Andrew gave me.
I was so close I just needed a little push.
"It's not enough Andrew please. Make me cum."
At my words he went back to sucking my clit and pushed two fingers inside me.
By the second push I already exploded with a loud scream and his name on my lips.
My legs were shaking and aftershocks were still drenching my body
But Andrew kept licking, making sure he drank it all.
After my body finally relaxed he picked me up and put me at the center of my bed.
"Hold on tight my love. That was just the beginning. We have a lot of catching up to do."
Oh. My. God.
And just like that my body was ready.