She had also practiced her smile meticulously, so when she flashed it at him just so, Andrew's heart began to itch with desire.
He sat up in bed, raising an eyebrow. "You used to be so reserved. You'd never even let me try anything new. What's gotten into you now, playing with fire like this…" He stared at her, his eyes filled with interest.
Fiona laughed. "That was the old me. Now I'm looking for a little excitement. Is there a problem with that?"
Andrew was a man who loved to play, and he naturally wanted a partner who did too.
He thought Fiona was perfect in every way, except for one thing: she was too conservative.
Hearing her words now, he was nothing short of ecstatic. "No problem, no problem at all," he said quickly. "Come on over. I'll go down and let you in a bit."
Fiona smiled at him, ended the video call, and immediately got out of bed to change her clothes and do her makeup.
Andrew waited excitedly on his bed. Soon, he received a message from Fiona. He snuck downstairs, let her in, and the moment she was inside, they were in each other's arms.
As Andrew kissed her, he reached behind her to lock the door. Then he carried her to the bed. After a passionate storm of lovemaking, the tempest subsided, and he lay panting, holding Fiona in his arms.
They agreed that he would sneak her out in the morning, so for now, they would rest. Andrew held Fiona and drifted off to sleep.
Fiona rested her head on Andrew's chest, quietly counting his heartbeats to pass the time.
Once Andrew's breathing became deep and even, she guessed he was asleep. She slipped out of bed, dressed, and crept out of the room.
It was now midnight, and the Everly estate was shrouded in darkness.


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