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Manipulation

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Ashley

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"That's it!" I screeched as I left the room, carrying magazines. Andy's still keeping his little dirty magazines.

Andy was out of the shower and in the kitchen. "What's wrong?" he asked with a confused expression.

"I'm burning these!" I said, waving the magazines about.

Andy looked guilty for a half second, and then he laughed.

"Well I mean technically you never said I couldn't have them," he said.

"Well I'm saying it now! You don't need these when you have a husband!"

I went to the drawer to get the pack of matches they kept there, but was interrupted when Andy plucked the magazines out of my hands.

"Give. Those. Back. NOW." I growled.

"You can burn them.... if you can get them off me." he smirked.

He was having too much fun with this. I just glared at him icily for a moment.

"Fine."

I reached up to try taking them, even though he knew it was useless. Andy  just held them higher, having a smirk on his face. I've decided there was only one way to get to him.

I dropped to my knees, ignoring the way Andy raised an eyebrow. I then slid his pants down, dropping them to his ankles, and pressed an open mouthed kiss to the front of his boxers. Andy shifted slightly at the touch. I closed my eyes, starting to suck lightly on the fabric, and it quickly became wet..and not just from my mouth. I teased him for as long as I could, just licking and sucking until Andy's boxers were practically dripping. Andy held back though, biting on his lip to stifle his groans, still holding the magazines above his head. I can see his arm growing weaker. I wanted to ruin him. I licked a slowly up his length, sucking the head teasingly.  Andy moaned out loud, and he slapped his free hand over his mouth. I smirked, and finally took all of Andy, bobbing up and down at a steady pace and Andy's breath went uneven and increased.

"Fuck, okay, you win," Andy gasped, grabbing at my hair. "Take them, just I need you to sit on my cock right now." he drops the magazines onto the floor. 

I smiled, satisfied with my work. I pushed Andy onto the couch in the living-room.  I ran to the bedroom grabbing a bottle of lube and returning to Andy. 

"You do it," I said, tapping Andy's chest with the bottle. "You want me, you have to prepare me."

Andy visibly gulped and he took the bottle and placed some on his fingers. He reached between my legs and teasingly stroked at my entrance a few times before pressing inside, sliding in deep. He quickly added a second, barely giving me time to adjust to his large size.

He was desperate. So was I. 

I gently rocked back on his fingers, and moaned when he started rubbing my spot.

"That enough?" Andy breathed.

"Yes,"

I lowered myself down in Andy's lap. I moaned weakly at the burn of the stretch, but ignored it, and started to rise up and down. Andy met halfway, rolling his lips gently as I bounced. I picked up Andy's hand and directed it to my own neglected cock, though Andy pulled it away at the first teasing touch.

"Nope, I'm gonna make you come with my dick alone," he said.

"Bastard," I gasped out. Not that I actually cared. I knew Andy liked to tease me.

Another brush against my prostate had me finally coming, and pressed against Andy's chest, wrapping my arms around his neck crying out. I rolled my hips a few more times until Andy gasped. I could feel the warmth filling me. I collapsed in Andy's lap, leaning against him for support.

"You're right, babe," Andy said, his voice weak from exhaustion. "I don't need porn when I have my own in human form."

I gave him a glare at the comparison and frowned. "So you're going to stop with those magazines?"

"Yeah. They were old anyway. I haven't touched them in months."

I smiled, happy with his words. "I hope I satisfy you enough..." Andy's hugs me tighter while kissing my neck.

"You really do," he grinned, rubbing my back. He squeezed it lightly. "Though it'd be freaking sexy if we'd do the things I read in those magazines."

I glared for real this time, smacking Andy in the head. "You're the worst...Andrew.""

"I love you too," he laughed, tugging me in for another kiss.