When Andrew walked in, he saw Ashley lying on the bed. She had kicked off the covers.
Her cheeks were pink as if she had put blush on them. Her red lips were slightly pursed.
The skin revealed by her pajamas was as white as snow. It made Andrew want to leave his mark on it.
Andrew's eyes were filled with lust. Ashley was his first woman. Considerate about her feelings after the kidnapping, he hadn't touched Ashley in bed. All they did was chat and sleep.
It might have been due to the effect of the alcohol. Andrew felt that his throat was burning dry.
He felt like a thirsty man in the desert, dying for water. Ashley was the only one who could quench his thirst.
She was having trouble sleeping well. Her eyebrows were knitted. Looking at her red lips, Andrew couldn't think about anything else but kissing them. He slowly got close to Ashley.
Finally, he tasted them. He tried to stop himself, but she tasted so good that he couldn't help but taste some more.
"Hmm.."
She moaned in bed. She was frowning and seemed a bit uncomfortable.
In her semi-sleepy state, a familiar smell filled her nostrils, but it was mixed with alcohol.
Ashley slightly opened her eyes slightly. Andrew's handsome face was in front of her eyes. For a moment, she thought she was still in her dream.
Reaching her hands out, she gently grabbed Andrew's face and felt its softness.
She mumbled, "Why are you in my dream again? Why did you come back so late?"
Seeing her sweet and slightly addled expression, Andrew laughed. He put his forehead against hers and bit her lips.
"Ouch!"
She covered her mouth instantly and she looked at him.
Ashley was in doubt about this bizarre dream of hers. She shouldn't feel the pain in her dream.
"Are you out of your dream now?" he asked.
She was too stunned to think. She slowly nodded.
After a moment, she finally woke up. She asked again, "Why are you back so late?" She didn't realize that she had spoken in a coquettish tone.
He really enjoyed it. He softened his voice. "I had to go to a party. I am sorry that I came late."
Ashley frowned when the smell of alcohol assaulted her nose again. She pulled a long face and said, "You stink. Go get a shower!"
She looked really cute and he couldn't help teasing her. Getting close to her, he started to attack her with kisses. He finally let go of her after enjoying watching her struggle against him. Taking his pajamas with him, he got into the shower.
Ashley was already having trouble sleeping. And after Andrew's teasing, she was wildly awake.
The alcohol smell that Andrew brought in still lingered around Ashley. Andrew had some wine and he didn't have much. The alcohol smell was not very strong. It mixed with Andrew natural body scent. And Ashley really liked it.
Ashley pulled the cover on to her. Andrew's smell was really comforting.
Soon, Andrew finished his shower and walked out with a towel around his waist. Walking to the bedside, he laid down right next to Ashley.
Andrew had worked really hard today. All of a sudden exhaustion washed over him. The lust in his eyes was gone now. It was late. Moreover, they had to go to work the next morning. So, he didn't tease her anymore.
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