Love In Strange Places by Ancelli Read Free Book Online

feels so…oh…oh…good.”
    The ice melted and Andrew continued his assault with his tongue and lips. He took her pearl in between his teeth, making her hold on his hair tighter.
    “I’m com—”
    He plunged his tongue into her and she burst, and he could feel her pussy contracting around his tongue.
    He kissed her clit one more time before coming up. “Baby….” He searched for a condom and found one on the bed. He sat up and guided it over his engorged cock.
    Sherry gasped for air. “I wanted…to….”
    “I need to be inside you.” He said, rubbing the head of his cock at her wet opening. “Don’t judge me. I’m not going to last long.” He said, gently giving her inch-by-inch.
    She placed her legs around his waist and squeezed his ass cheeks. “I won’t. Work your magic,” she said as he began thrusting into her.
    He picked up her legs and locked them into the joints of his elbows, opening her wider, giving her deep, long strokes. “You…got an amazing pussy,” He said, between groans. “Wet…tight…warm…fits me perfect.”
    “Harder,” she murmured. “Give me more.”
    He held her hips and pumped harder and faster until he nearly lost control. She held on to his neck. He needed her to come one more time. He bent his head and sucked on her left breast. Her pussy contracted on his cock.
    “Yes…Oh…yes …Andrew…” She said, throwing her head back on the pillow.
    Andrew lost the battle, coming with force as he growled.
    He closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath. He needed to get himself together. When he opened his eyes, she was staring at him. “You got some…good…pussy.”
    She giggled and combed his hair with her fingers. “I have no complaints about you in any department.”
    He sat up. “I guess we need another shower.”
    “Yes we do.” She chuckled. “But this time separate showers.” She jumped out of the bed.
    “You’re right, because we might never come out.” He smacked her ass and went to the other bathroom.
     
***
     
    They both stepped out of their respective showers, putting on the same clothes from earlier, and went to the sitting area. “Want a drink?” he asked.
    “Yes,” she said, sitting down, not able to look at him.
    “Don’t do that.” He handed her a glass.
    “What?” she asked, grabbing it from him.
    “Don’t be shy around me. I’m still Andrew.” He sat in front of her, picking up her legs, and put them on his lap.
    She stared up at him. “Are you?”
    “Sherry, you must have known this was going to eventually happen. The attraction was always there.” He massaged her. “Are your legs sore?”
    She smiled. “Yes. I hurt in places I stopped using long time ago.”
    “I’ll make it better.” He began to massage from her toes to her thighs.
    They kept drinking matching each other round for round.
    Sherry lifted her glass.
    “No more. All gone.” Andrew showed her the bottle.
    “Damn, we finished it.” She laughed. “I don’t normally drink like this, but we’re in Vegas.”
    Their eyes met.
    “What do you regret most in life?” he asked her, kissing her ankle.
    She put her index finger on her lips, thinking. “Hmmm…”
    “Come on, tell me.” He tickled her foot.
    She laughed, gently kicked him, and then got serious. “I regret not getting married.”
    “Why isn’t a woman like you married?”
    “I can ask you the same question,” she said, leaning back.
    “I asked first.”
    “I tried the proposal thing and it blew up in my face,” she replied, remembering that night, “but in actuality, I could never find someone who could handle me. I mean my personality, accept me for who I am. If I got married, I would’ve had to change.” She broke the connection between them.
    “You don’t have to change for anyone.” He massaged her ankles.
    “You?”
    “I didn’t want to end up like my parents. I’m proud of Matt, after everything he’s been through, he found his soul mate. Maybe one day, I’ll be