Fifty Shades Of Andrew Biersack

I woke up in a sunny bedroom that was not my apartment. I felt like I never spend any time at my place any more. Not that I was missing my small two-roomed apartment. I threw my arm across the bed to hopefully make my hand land on a bare chest. But it landed soft and heavy on the bed sheets. I moaned in complain and threw myself out of bed. I put on a white shirt that belonged to Andy and tiptoed out into the kitchen. To my surprise it was empty. The smell of coffee told me that someone had been here.
I continued my search through the large house. Bathroom in the main area, bathroom in the bedroom, closet, weird sex-closet, kitchen, outside and I found nothing. Suddenly I saw an open door to a room I’ve never noticed of been in before. I stuck my head into the room and found Andrew sitting at a desk talking on the phone. Who knew Andrew Biersack needed an office!
And what an office! On the walls the shelves were decorated with all different kind of awards, record sales and diplomas.
- “Uh, I gotta call you back.” He mumbled and hung up.
- “Who was that?” I asked curious.
- “You don’t want to know.” He stood up and slowly walked towards me. He sat down at the desk in front of me as he study me with crossed arms. He looked gorgeous with his morning, messy hair. Grey sweatpants holding on to his hipbones and a roughly cut tank top. I found myself breathing heavily.
- “Mrs. Williams?” I muttered without taking my hungry eyes off of him.
- “Don’t go there, Nikki. Or I swear to god I’ll put you across my knee right here.” He leaned his head forward and made his hair fall into his face. He raised his left eyebrow and failed to hide a smile.
- “How about the desk instead?” He cocked his head to the right and stared at me.
- “Well, you’ve grown out of your bubble, miss Cox. You never cease to amaze me.” He smiled and leaned his head backwards as I walked up to him and grabbed his face with both hands.

My hungry body attacked his and caught him by surprise. I kiss him, I want him. Every little bit of him. After a few seconds he respond by a low grown in his throat and I smile in triumph. His hands cups my naked behind and his hands is wandering up underneath the over sized shirt.
He stood up, turned around and in a second the desk was cleared on all the papers and files. He wrapped his arm around me and lay me down carefully on the mahogany colored desk.
-“That is a suiting shirt you got there, Miss Cox.” He breathed as he climbed over me on the desk.
-“Wouldn’t you know, sir.” His lips swept over my neck and up to my ear.
-“I hope you’re not too attached to it.” He whispered in his husky voice.
I thought for a moment about what he meant and in one fluid move he sat up and rip the shirt open. Buttons flew across the office and his chest moved up and down from his heavy breathing. Take me, right here! My voice screamed inside my head.
- “I want you.” I panted, trying to ignore the hard surface that I was lying on.
- “Damn right! You want it, you got it baby!” He growled and I could hear the rip of foil open and in one smooth move he rolled on the condom on his growing erection.
“I hope you’re ready.” He mumbled and grabbed a hold on my hips. In a moment he filled me. I groan and I feel my whole body relax.
- “Oh Nikki, you’re so ready” Andy moaned and cried out as he trusted inside me once again. I wrapped my legs around his waist to show him love the only way I know how, as he stands straight up and drag me to the edge of the table. He starts to move, like- really move. This is how Andy Biersack is making love! – I love it. It’s raw, and he’s beastly manly. He’s a man, a sex God. He moves his hips slowly, luxuriating me, enjoying every inch of me. His head leaned back with parted lips, his breathing is increasing.

I close my eyes and I feel the build up inside me. Pushing me higher and higher. I opened my eyes meeting Andys dark eyes. He hovered over me and put his arm around my waist.
- “Come on, baby. Give it to me.” He demanded through gritted teeth. The desire in his voice, the huskiness and raspiness in his voice pushed me over the edge and I leaned my head back as I screamed out his name.
I climaxed around him as his muscles contracted as he also reached his climax. We collapsed on top of each other on the desk, panting heavy.
- “That’s a first.” He smiled and kissed my forehead.
- “what?” I smiled back, drinking in the feeling of being the happiest girl on earth.
- “You know, sex on the desk in my office.” He shrugged as he pulled out of me.
- “That’s really nice to hear, you know. I’m glad I can give you a ‘firster’”
- “a ‘firster’?” he laughed.
- “Yeah, you know. With your past, it’s nice to be first with certain things.” I blushed. It’s not like his past is deniable. He threw the condom in the garbage and walked up to me, cupping my face with both hands.
- “I’ve pulled a lot of ‘firsters’ with you. Like getting you a job, doing all this without a valid contract, date night, letting you touch me, making love…”

The bring up of the contract gave me a reminder of his past once again. Although I could not hide the smile that grew on my face, knowing that I was the first.
- “Care to join me in the shower?” He lifted an eyebrow with a smile and cocked his head to the right.
I nodded and we danced over the wooden floors in the living room towards the bedroom, through that and into the bathroom. He swirled me around and I landed in is safe, long arms around my waist. He kissed my nose and his eyes were glittering.
- “The things I want to do to you, Nikki.” I blushed and kept my mouth shut.
We got into the shower and our lips collided once again. His soft lips on mine as the hot water ran down our naked bodies. His large hands traced the contours of my body. My hands were fixed around his neck, aligning his head towards mine. He broke the kiss and squeezed some shower gel in his hands.
- “Turn around.” He demanded and I did so.
The shower gel felt cold on my warm skin and as he started massaging my neck and shoulders, making the gel all foamy on my body. I let out a soft moan as my whole body relaxed. His hands traced my shoulders, down to my sides, stopping at my hips, up over my stomach and finished cupping my breasts.
- “You fit me perfectly, Nicole.” I smiled at the comment.
- “My turn?” I said and turned around, squeezing same shower gel in my hands just as he did.
He looked down at me with a frown and I could see his he clenched his cheeks together. He nodded slowly and I put my hands on his collarbones.
He twitched a little at the touch, knowing what to expect. He glared down at me with his head held high. He looked angry, and scared. I continued with slow movements down to his chest. So far so good, I thought and proceeded and as I came below his chest he showed teeth and shut his eyes hard and panted in exhaustion for a quick second before flexing all his muscles again like a shield.
I couldn’t take it anymore and I stopped, staring down on my feet.
- “I’m sorry, Andy. I just wanted to touch you like you touch me.” I mumbled ashamed.
- “I know…” he mumbled exhausted as he relaxed all his body. He cupped my face and stared me right into my eyes…
- “This is another first for me, Nikki. I’ve never let anyone touch me like this before.” He said serious.
- “I’m sorry, I’ll try to contain my urges, just like you do for me…” I mumbled.
“Don’t be sorry. I love doing first-timers with you.” He smiled and kissed my nose. Damn, how could I ever say no to this man?

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