Longing (Andley & Cinxx)

I moaned in discomfort as I sat up in my bed, and looked around. Everyone was asleep, so I quietly got up, heading to the main room.

I sat on the couch, pulling my legs up, and taking out my phone. I had informed our fans my baby's gender, and asked for name suggestions. I began to look through the comments.

'polly' I wrinkled my nose, looking at the rest.

'Riley Xavia Purdy'

'mistake'

I frowned at that one, and put my phone down. I froze as I heard footsteps, and I looked behind me, seeing Andy. A bit of fear made me pale, and I held my stomach, protecting it.

"Ashley, we need to talk." Andy said, sitting on the couch next to me. "I love you, I really do, but.. I just don't want a child.."

"Andy.. I'm keeping my baby." I said, turning to look at him. "And I am not, getting rid of her." He visibly stiffened, and I watched him as he began to speak. "I want to be with you, Ashley." He objected, grabbing my hand. I pulled it away.

"I'm not aborting or giving my baby away, Andy." I repeated, and he raised a eyebrow. "Then at least, let me pleasure you." Andy began to bite my neck, moving down to my shoulder. A soft moan left my lips, but I pushed him away. "No, Andy."

He refused to take no for a answer, pulling me into his lap. He separated my messy hair, placing kisses on the back of my neck. Finally, he started to suck on a spot, and I squirmed uncomfortably, whimpering as he nibbled on the area. He pulled away, running his tongue over it before he got handsy. He grabbed the front of my shorts, massaging the outline of my half hard dick. Stupid hormones.

He slipped a hand inside my boxers, and I began to speak. "No, no, Andy, I don't want to.." his fist closed around my erection, and I bucked up.

I turned so I could hide my face in his neck.

"Andy, please.. I don't want this, let go!" I moaned, feeling tears in my eyes. It felt amazing, but I didn't want him touching me like that anymore. I threw my head back as he massaged my slit with his thumb.

I writhed in shame, trying to get off his lap, but he held me down with his arm. His erection ground into my shorts, and he gave a soft moan. "Andy, stop, please." I begged, attempting to cross my legs to keep his hand from moving. Sadly, it didn't work. Normally, I'd just force my way off, but male pregnancy was much more dangerous than female. One wrong movement and I could loose my baby girl.

"I know you want me to keep going, Ash." He whispered seductively, using my pre cum as a lubricant. He sucked on my ear lobe.

Andy began to pump me faster, and I arched, moaning out a warning as I came inside my boxers, and all over his hand. He smirked pulling out his hand, and licking my cum from his fingers. My face turned red in shame, and I quickly as possible, got off his lap.

"Don't touch me, Andrew!" I crossed my arms, my face and ears overheating in embarrassment. It was hard to act like I didn't care when he had just jerked me off. I ran off to the bathroom, and slammed the door.

Why couldn't he just leave me alone?

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