Love In Strange Places (6 page)

Sherry
started waking up. Soft moans escaped her lips. Andrew gave her lingering kisses on her neck, and whispered. “I want you so fucking bad. Tell me you want me too.” He gently sucked her earlobe. When she didn’t answer, he stopped what he was doing and picked up his drink.

“Don’t stop.”

“Then tell me what you want.” He stared into her eyes.

“I want you
.” She whispered.

He gave her a naughty smile and leaned over and tipped his glass, letting vodka run down her back. Then he placed the glass to her lips. After she drank the remnants, he placed the ice-filled tumbler on the nightstand, and commenced licking the drink off her back. “I can’t wait to taste you again.” He kissed both ass cheeks.

“I’m already wet.” She touched herself, watching him. “Andrew?”

He gazed at her, knowing what she wanted, but he wanted her to ask him. “I told you before, don’t be shy with me.” He took her mouth prisoner with his tongue, tasting the vodka combined with her. His tongue explored hers, and she followed his lead. “Tell me, beautiful.”

“Beautiful…” she whispered, rolling to her back.

“Yes,
bella
. You’re more than that.”

She cupped his face and gave him a gentle, loving kiss. “Thank you.”

The level of emotion in her voice surprised him. She didn’t know how pretty she was. He’d always thought she was so full of herself, but now he saw it had all just been an act. He knew she could’ve had any man she wanted, because he had been witness to some.

“Tell me.” He traced her lips with his finger.

“I want you to taste me, make me feel like you did before.” She nibbled on his finger and started sucking it. All the while he envisioned her sucking his dick.

“All you had to do was ask.” He kissed his way down her stomach, and with his tongue he parted her labia and tongue-kissed her pussy, making her hips lift up with pleasure. “You like that, baby?”

“Oh yes,” she said, taking a deep breath. “I like it when you…uhhh….”

He twirled his tongue on her clit one more time before coming up and grabbing an ice cube from the glass and putting it in his mouth. He continued back to her
entrance. Placing his cold tongue into her opening, he pumped the ice in and out.

“More…yes…oh….” She placed her hands in his hair and gently tugged. “Oh fuck…that feels so…oh…oh…good.”

The ice melted and Andrew continued his assault with his tongue and lips. He took her pearl in between his teeth, making her hold on his hair tighter.

“I’m com—”

He plunged his tongue into her and she burst, and he could feel her pussy contracting around his tongue.

He kissed her clit one more time before coming up. “Baby….” He searched for a condom and found one on the bed. He sat up and guided it over his engorged cock.

Sherry gasped for air. “I wanted…to….”

“I need to be inside you.” He said, rubbing the head of his cock at her wet opening. “Don’t judge me. I’m not going to last long.” He said, gently giving her inch-by-inch.

She placed her legs around his waist and squeezed his ass cheeks. “I won’t. Work your magic,” she said as he began thrusting into her.

He picked up
her legs and locked them into the joints of his elbows, opening her wider, giving her deep, long strokes. “You…got an amazing pussy,” He said, between groans. “Wet…tight…warm…fits me perfect.”

“Harder,” she murmured. “Give me more.”

He held her hips and pumped harder and faster until he nearly lost control. She held on to his neck. He needed her to come one more time. He bent his head and sucked on her left breast. Her pussy contracted on his cock.

“Yes…Oh…yes
…Andrew…” She said, throwing her head back on the pillow.

Andrew lost the battle, coming with force as he growled.

He closed his eyes, trying to catch his breath. He needed to get himself together. When he opened his eyes, she was staring at him. “You got some…good…pussy.”

She giggled and combed his hair with her fingers. “I have no complaints about you in any department.”

He sat up. “I guess we need another shower.”

“Yes we do.” She chuckled. “But this time separate showers.” She jumped out of the bed.

“You’re right, because we might never come out.” He smacked her ass and went to the other bathroom.

They both stepped out of their respective showers, putting on the same clothes from earlier, and went to the sitting area. “Want a drink?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said, sitting down, not able to look at him.

“Don’t do that.” He handed her a glass.

“What?” she asked, grabbing it from him.

“Don’t be shy around me. I’m still Andrew.” He sat in front of her, picking up her legs, and put them on his lap.

She stared up at him. “Are you?”

“Sherry, you must have known this was going to eventually happen. The attraction was always there.” He massaged her. “Are your legs sore?”

She smiled. “Yes. I hurt in places I stopped using long time ago.”

“I’ll make it better.” He began to massage from her toes to her thighs.

They kept drinking matching each other round for round.

Sherry lifted her glass.

“No more. All gone.” Andrew showed her the bottle.

“Damn, we finished it.” She laughed. “I don’t normally drink like this, but we’re in Vegas.”

Their eyes met.

“What do you regret most in life?” he asked her, kissing her ankle.

She put her index finger on her lips, thinking. “Hmmm…”

“Come on, tell me.” He tickled her foot.

She laughed, gently kicked him, and then got serious. “I regret not getting married.”

“Why isn’t a woman like you married?”

“I can ask you the same question,” she said, leaning back.

“I asked first.”

“I tried the proposal thing and it blew up in my face,” she replied, remembering that night, “but in actuality, I could never find someone who could handle me. I mean my personality, accept me for who I am. If I got married, I would’ve had to change.” She broke the connection between them.

“You don’t have to change for anyone.” He massaged her ankles.

“You?”

“I didn’t want to end up like my parents. I’m proud of Matt, after everything he’s been through, he found his soul mate. Maybe one day, I’ll be that lucky.”

She leaned in and ran her fingers through his hair. “Andrew, you’ll make someone really happy.” He cupped her face and kissed her. “Mmm…what was that for?”

“That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever told me.” He smiled. “What about kids?”

“I wanted kids, but I wanted to be married first.”

“Baby, you can still have that.” He caressed the side of her face.

“I don’t think so. My biological clock stopped ticking. I guess it just wasn’t in the cards for me, but I’m okay with just being Aunty
Sherry. What’s your regret?”

“I have no regrets,” he answered, touching her lips. “I think we should give….” He wasn’t able to finish his sentence, because Matt and Shannon entered the room. They were drunk, too.

“I love Vegas.” Matt laughed.

Shannon stared at Andrew and
Sherry suspiciously. “What’ve you guys been up to?”

“Nothing,”
Sherry said, rushing to stand up. “Let’s go party.”

“We just got back,” Matt said.

“But it’s your anniversary,” Andrew chimed in.

“That was two days ago!” Shannon giggled.

“Come on, Shannon, we’re in Vegas. I want to have fun,” Sherry said, dancing.

“Why not? We don’t have to drive.” Matt opened the door.

Andrew smacked Sherry on the ass. Matt and Shannon both looked at them. “I thought you hated each other?” Shannon asked.

“Not tonight. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”
Andrew winked at Sherry and she gripped his hand in hers and walked out.

Matt, following his brother’s lead, grabbed Shannon’s hand and followed them. “Tonight is going to be interesting.”

Andrew woke up before Sherry and made a phone call. “Jason, I need you to draw up some legal papers for me.” Jason Anderson was one of the partners at his law firm.

“What’s it about?” Jason asked.

Andrew explained what he wanted done.

“Congratulations. I won’t ask for the details. The papers will be ready when you get home.”

“Thank you. Tell Kay I said hi. We need to get together some time soon.” Andrew spoke quietly, staring at Sherry while she slept.

“See you when you get back,” Jason said before hanging up.

Andrew slipped back into bed, wrapping his arms around Sherry, and fell asleep.

A few hours later he woke and couldn’t resist the temptation to start playing with her short hair
. Her eyes fluttered open. She stared at him. “Good morning, beautiful.”

She smiled at him. “Mmm, good morning to you.”

“No regrets,” he whispered, still running his fingers through her dark brown hair.

“I was drunk but I knew exactly what I was doing. No regrets. Last night was amazing.” She leaned up
on her elbows, and kissed him. “But it’s back to reality.” She sat up.

     
“Go brush your teeth.”

She smacked him on his shoulder and covered her mouth. “Jerk.” She jumped off the bed and headed to the bathroom.

He lay back in bed and waited for her reaction. After a few seconds, he heard her scream.

Here goes
.

Sherry stood at the sink, thinking of the night of passion Andrew had given her. No other man had ever made her come so much. They were always interested in taking care of themselves, but not Andrew. He’d thought of her first. She met her own gaze in the mirror with a smile. Her short hair was a mess, but she was on cloud nine. She brushed her teeth and when she went to wipe her hands with the towel, she felt something on her finger, and when she moved the towel she noticed it. Shocked, she covered her mouth with her hand, and then she screamed.
That is…a wedding band
. “What the f—” She wrapped herself in a hotel robe and ran out.

“Andrew what’s this?” She pointed at the ring.

“It looks like a ring.” He sat up.

“Don’t be stupid. You know what I mean.” She placed her hands on her hips.

He stood. “No regrets, remember?”

“About sex. Let me see your left hand.”

He placed his hand near her face, and her mouth formed an O.
He has the same band as I do
.

“Yes dear, we’re married.”

Matt and Shannon rushed into the room.

“Why are you screaming?” Shannon’s eyes were wide.

“You and you.” Sherry pointed at Shannon and then at Matt. “How could you guys let this happen?” She showed them the wedding ring.

“Lower your voice. I have a headache. Let you do what? You’re a grown woman,” Shannon said, rubbing her temples.

Matt laughed. “Damn, I thought I was dreaming, but you guys really got married.”

“I was drunk! How could you let this happen, Andrew?”
Sherry asked.

“You weren’t complaining last night.”

“We’re going down to the chapel and tell them it was a mistake.” She strode past Andrew and he grabbed her wrist.

“It wasn’t a mistake. I knew what I was doing, and I thought you knew too.”

“I was freaking drunk, Andrew, and you don’t even like me.”

“You asked me to marry you.”

“Maybe I thought I was marrying someone else.”

Andrew released her wrist and pulled out his suitcase and started packing.

“What are you doing?” Matt asked Andrew.

“
Sherry, why would you say something like that?” Shannon asked, getting angry. “You looked happy last night as you were saying your vows.” She showed her pictures on her phone.

The memories all came back to
Sherry at once, but she wasn’t going to admit it. “Whatever! I want an annulment,” Sherry said.

Andrew stepped in front of her, placed his suitcase down, and cupped her face. “I’m not giving you an annulment.” He kissed her lips and stepped away from her.

“Why?”

He looked at his brother and sister-in-law. “If it’s okay with you two, I’m going to get Matthew and Makayla when I get back.”

“Off course it’s okay, but why are you leaving?” Matt asked. “You need to handle this. You’re a fucking lawyer.”

“I already did. Pick them up at my place.” He turned and left the hotel room.