My Father's Best Friend novel Chapter 36

Andrea removed her lips from him as she slowly nipped her way along his jaw, neck, and as her hands automatically started unbuttoning Lance's shirt, she heard a deep sound coming from his throat and Andrea felt triumphant as Lance's hands find their way under her tank top.

She finished unbuttoning his shirt and she kissed his chest, abdomen and stomach.

"Andrea," he moaned, and Andrea felt desire pool its way to her very center.

Is this right? her mind suddenly decided working as she made her way back to his lips.

She felt Lance's hands cupped her breast over her bra and froze. Andrea also did and as she opened her eyes, it was met by blue ones, watching her intently.

Lance sat up and removed his hands from Andrea's breast as he guided her back up for her to sit on his lap again.

They had removed their lips from each other, staring at each other with panting breaths.

Andrea suddenly felt an urge to cry, she just kissed her father's best friend, and though it's every bit pleasurable, enjoyable, fantastic, awesome and a lot more, the weight of their actions found its way to Andrea's shoulder.

"What's wrong, Andrea?" Lance said, worriedly as his thumbs brush away the tears from both her eyes.

"We... We... We kissed," Andrea said, having trouble with saying the word.

Lance looked hurt at her reaction, "Yes, we did kiss,"

"Oh god," she broke down and let her head rest on Lance's chest. Lance caressed her hair, "Do you want to go to bed?" he asked her.

She nodded, not trusting her voice, and started to stand up but Lance stopped her and carried her to her room, bridal style.

She was lain on her bed carefully by Lance and covered her up by her comforter.

"I need to go clean up," she said, sitting back up and made her way to her bathroom.

She locked the door and looked at herself in the mirror. It was not the first time she ever made out with a guy, but she felt like the recent encounter was the most intense and as she looked at her glowing face with swollen lips, red eyes and disarrayed hair, she felt, for the first time in her life, like a woman. A strong, loved woman. And as the good feeling fill her, she quickly undressed and showered, brushed her teeth and wore her lavender night gown. She got out of the bathroom and went back to her room to notice Lance standing by her window.