Free Asking for Andre by Minx Malone Page B

relieve the dark, twisting need roiling through her veins. She needed things she didn’t know how to articulate.
    “Touch me, please.” She would have been ashamed of how desperate she sounded if she could think over the roaring of her pulse. Her pussy clenched every few seconds, hungry for what it knew was beneath his clothes. Every inch of her skin tingled, desperate for the touch of his hands or mouth. Anything to calm the ache.
    Andre lifted her to straddle his lap. The position left her completely open to his touch.
    “A good girl like you would be shocked by the things I want to do to you. I plan to fill you in ways you can’t even imagine.”
    As if to illustrate his words, his fingers slipped beneath the edge of her panties, easily pushing the cotton aside. She was soaking wet, the moisture slipping over the skin on her inner thighs.
    He pushed one finger inside gently. Her pussy clamped down on the digit immediately. He gasped. Her eyes flew open at the startled sound and met his. He stroked her, all while watching her face with a harsh, intense focus.
    “You’re so tight. I didn’t ask Saturday but considering our agreement I need to know.” He closed his eyes for a moment, his jaw clenching as he fought for control. “Have you known a man before? I mean, before me.”
    Heat surged through her in undulating waves with every slow glide of his finger. It was all she could do to nod her answer as she fought to keep from crying out for him to hurry.
    “Yes, I’ve been with a man before. But it was a while ago.”
    And he definitely didn’t touch me like this.
    “I’ll be so gentle with you. Teach you everything you need to know.” Andre pushed her back until she reclined into the plump pillows crowding the back of the couch.
    “We already had a lesson on kissing but I was so distracted by your charms that I rushed things a bit. So it’s probably best if we go back and cover it again. I want to take my time, explore this beautiful body.”
    Casey’s heart rate started galloping, memories of his first kissing lesson flitting through her mind. Her nipples immediately tightened and pressed against the thin fabric of her bra. Apparently they remembered it as well.
    “I love how responsive you are.” He crawled up next to her and nuzzled her neck. His fingers went to work on the row of buttons on the front of her blouse. She stiffened when he reached the last button. Even though he’d seen them before she still felt self-conscious about being topless in front of him. But instead of trying to take her shirt off as she expected, he slipped a strong arm under her back and anchored her against him, holding her steady as he pressed against her from chest to thigh.
    “You blush pink all over when you’re aroused.”
    His head dipped and his tongue traced a path from her shoulder to her ear. She shivered as he traced the outer shell before biting the lobe gently. She relaxed into the pillows, giving herself over to him completely. She’d never felt so cherished and protected.
    Andre must have sensed her surrender because he grew bolder, propping himself up on one arm above her. Slipping the last button on her blouse free, he nudged the edges open.
    “Let me see you, Cassandra.”
    She stared deep into his eyes, noting the banked lust swimming in their depths. He quickly shed his shirt and she sucked in her breath. He was lean like a runner but his muscles were well defined.
    Emboldened, she shrugged out of her shirt and hurriedly unhooked her plain, white bra. She wanted to cross her arms over her chest but forced them to her sides. When she finally summoned the courage to look at him again, she was shocked by the raw carnality in his gaze.
    “Lie down.” His voice was gritty and his tone left no room for argument or negotiation. A shameless part of her felt proud that she could push him to the brink of his control. As she lay down, she gave a small wiggle of her hips and his eyes followed the tiny