Burn Bright

Andy was driving scary fast to the hotel, and as soon as we got there, he rushed into the office to get out room keys. I couldn’t help but laugh at how desperate he was to get into my pants. When the car was parked he ran over to my side and pulled me into his arms bridal style. He practically ran into the room and threw me onto the bed and started trying to remove my clothes. When my shirt was off he had trouvle taking off my bra.

“How do women do this? This is fucking impossible!” He growled.

“If you ask nicely I’ll help you.” I offered.

“Fuck asking nicely.” He said then stretched over me onto the bed side and came back with a pair of scissors.

“Andy, don’t you dare.” I warned him.

“Too late.” He said and cut off my bra.

I opened my mouth to scold him but instead a moan escaped my mouth because his mouth attached to my nipples and he started flicking his tongue around them. He noticed my moan and I could feel him smirk against my skin. His hand wandered down my stomach and found its way under my pants and underwear and hitting a really sensitive spot. After a few minutes of pure bliss, he removed his tongue and hands and I whimpered, missing the attention. Andy smirked down at my half naked body and pulled my pants and underwear off in one quick motion and then removed his own pants and shirt and threw himself on top of me. I felt his head against my entrance and I could feel him starting to push into me.

“Andy wait.” I said before he could go in even further.

“What? What’s wrong?” He said.

“Put on a condom.” I told him.

“Why? Were engaged now.”

“Do you really wanna be the rock star singer with a pregnant fiancé and a bastard child?” I asked.

“I’d love you and our bastard child.” He said then kissed my lips, “But I don’t want a baby right now.” He said and smiled, I couldn’t help but giggle.

He pulled away and put a condom before he pushed himself all the way in. As soon as he was completely in, I moaned in encouragement for him to keep going. Every thrust I felt like I was flying, and from the amount of moaning Andy was doing, I think it was safe to say he was also enjoying himself. But there was something wrong, every thrust, every moan, and every movement made me thing about Gerard. I wished it was Gerard inside of me, I wished it was Gerard making me feel so good, I wished I was engaged to Gerard and not Andy…

Notes

Hey, so even though I'm having writers block, I'm gonna try and update and keep this story alive, I've posted 2 new stories in the past week but have taken them down because I felt like .
they were going no where. I just hope this writers block goes away soon,

Till next we met my killjoys