His eyes were pleading; his hands gripping my body against his with urgency. Our body heat increasing, he slid his hands down my sides, making my body tingle against his touch. If something happens between us, is he just going to run away again? Am I going to run away? What would happen? Stop worrying! Everything is fine in the end; if it’s not fine, it’s not the end. Fuck it—let’s find out.

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I’ve never been one to give in to lust, because I don’t know that I’ve ever felt lust before. Through everything, even though I know it’s been hard for him, Andy has stayed by my side. I’m not necessarily saying he loves me, but he cares about me. It’s weird to admit that: someone cares about me. But it’s the honest truth; no excuses, no changing of words, just the truth. I hated myself too much to realize that someone could possibly care about me; I’ve pushed everyone away that has. I am worth something. I am worth something! I realize that now.

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I snapped out of my trance to see Andy peered down at me, longing filled eyes that were staring down at me. I wasn’t going to let him get his way just yet. He had to wait patiently for teasing to be done.

I scooted out of his arms and into the hot shower stream. Back turned to the shower head, I stretched my arms up to tangle in my hair. I fluffed my hair into the water making my chest and breasts look bigger.

Andy watched my every movement-- I could see him studying ever inch of my body with wondering eyes. His need for me was increasing with every passing moment, and I knew it. Any second he would be begging to pull me into his arms again.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, enjoying the feeling of the water stream sliding down my skin.

I was completely exposed; every inch of my skin was on display for the man that stood in front of me. I’d always been reserved and not many people ever saw the real me. They saw the fake confidence, or the fake smile I used to cover up the pain. But here and now, he was seeing the real me. He was seeing the stretch marks that had turned to little, white scars on my hips; he was seeing the tattoos that were engraved in my skin, telling my life story, he was seeing the things I hid from everyone else. It’s a scary thought to realize that, but I swallowed it with pride and stood on display. Anyone can get naked and have sex, but to truly open up yourself to someone; that’s being naked.

I wasn’t afraid of showing someone who I was. I became proud of who I was in the moment, and that gave me so much power. For once real confidence was oozing from my smile, and I think that Andy realized it.

He bit his lip and tried to contain himself. His urgency was growing and he was fidgeting around. He looked like he was going to explode at any second. I could tell by the fully erect thing that stuck out in front of him; he needed me, bad.

I felt a smirk play across my lips and placed my hands on his cheeks. He wrapped his longing arms around damp waist and pushed his body against mine. I crashed my lips onto his and he responded with a deep kiss.

Pulling my lips away from his, I gently bit his bottom lip, hearing a quiet moan escape his mouth. I led a trail of kisses down his jaw line, down his neck, stopping at his collar bone and ending with a soft bite.

I brought my mouth back up to meet his, a low growl resonating from him. He brought his hands to rest on the small of my back, pulling me tighter against him. His length was pushed up against the top of my womanhood, making my body tingle.

Did I need him too?

Notes

So...we meet again. :D I think this is a beautiful chapter because Crystal finds confidence in Andy's presence. I am such a horrible person for leaving you guys with another cliff hanger :3 The next chapter will be well worth the wait, my dears. Tell me what you think! MUAH :*