"Please..."

“John…I need you…” Andi pulls off your shirt and kisses around your neck and shoulders. Her shirt is still rolled up, letting her flesh rub against yours as she pants.

Your first response is to return her affections. Your hand slips into her shirt to caress her breast as you kiss and nipple around her neck.. Andi rolls closer to you, her hips pushing into your thigh.

Which triggers your second response. “Um, Andi? I don’t have any condoms…” Your face flushes as you berate yourself for not being prepared.

Andi rolls away and sighs. “I went off the pill when I stopped dating. Figured I didn’t need it.” She pulls her legs together and grunts. “Feel so stupid for not thinking ahead.”

“Andi?” You reach out and touch her cheek. “Don’t let it ruin our evening. Relax and lay down for me.”

Her eyes search your face. You can see a moment of fear, of you taking advantage of her. Then she smiles and lies down on her back, a light sheen of sweat on her chest as it rises and falls with her breath.

Repeating the kissing and tasting technique from earlier, you work your way down to her hips, then into the hem of her pajama pants. Her hips arch a bit, letting you slip your hands into the hem and pull them down. As you remove her pants, you make sure to keep your palms stroking her hips and thighs, trailing your palms with more kisses and moaning licks.

Once Andi’s pants are off, you take a drink of water to moisten your lips. You look up at Andi, waiting to catch her eyes before you kiss your way around her ankles, up her calves to her inner thighs. “I love you, Andi,” you whisper just before your lips kiss her vulva and your tongue flicks into the inner folds.