47: *Randy*

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This is a smut, and it is not the Mack part 2 which is based on Ghost of you. I actually wrote this for someone's book! Check of Randy Text, by roadtrip_randy123

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Andy and I sat on the couch, as I surfed through channels. The others find from the flat.


"What do you wanna watch?" I questioned, not taking my eyes of T.V. Andy shrugged, not really taking interests.


"Fine...Zombie land it is." I chuckled, lifting the popcorn onto my lap. Looking over at Andy, he kept making shifty eye contact.


Halfway into the movie, I felt a hand creep onto my thigh. Lifting up Andy's hand, I placed it on his own, giving his a cheeky grin. Not like he'd notice, his eyes glued on the tv. But a pout was shaped on his lips.


Still attempting, he leaned over, placing kisses on my neck and collarbone. Knowing right off the back where my sweet spot.


As a moan left my lips, I felt him smirk. Climbing into my lap, Andy straddled me.


"And just think when we're married. We'll be making love all the time, and maybe in a house of own. One every piece of furniture, in the bathroom~" He whimpered seductively.


"F-fuck!" I groaned out, feeling his hand, reach towards my errected member.


"Honestly, I can't wait until the honeymoon, can't wait for you to fuck me all night long. And don't worry we'll get a better ring." Andy muttered, as he rutted against me. His shaking fingers on my zipper, as he pull it down.

Once I was naked, I flipped us over, Andy's back flushed against the couch.


"Rye!" He whimpered, as I torn his clothes off. Touching him as he touched my body. Putting two fingers in front of his face, I watched as he sucked on my fingers, him eyeing me.


Once I pulled away, there was a string of spit connecting my fingers to his lips.


"Ready?" I asked, causing him to chuckle and smirk.


"Ready." I slipped my fingers in with ease, smirking as Andy's breath became labored, and his forehead wrinkled.


"Oof-urghh." He moaned, as I thrusted them.


"Imma make you regret messing with me while I'm tryna watch a movie." I growled, and when felt like he was loose enough, I pulled my fingers out.


"Bet." He moaned cockily.


Lining myself to his ass, I slammed into him, slowly thrusting into him as I stared into his eyes, his lidded blue eyes.


"I like watching you underneath me, moaning like a mess." I muttered, pulling up and flipping him into his stomach.


"Faster, baby faster!" He screamed as I slammed into him, my hands gripping his milky wasit. With a angle and pace, I slammed into his prostate.


"God, right there. Don't stop." Andy groaned, pressed against the couch, ramming back into me. Using my hand, I matched the pace, jerking his member.


"Arghhh!" We cried out in sync as I came in his bum and him in my hand.


Pulling out, a hiss left Andy's lips.


"Let me clean you up, then we can cuddle in our room." I told Andy, kissing his face. Washing my hand, I grabbed a rag to clean Andy.


"Good job, baby." I kissed him again, wiping him off.


Andy laid lazily, grinning like a idiot with his eyes shut. Carrying him to the room, I laid him on the bed, and slid next to him.


"I love you, Andy."


"Love you too, Rye-pie."

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