 A Year Good morning y’all. So it’s been years since I’ve tried to write something, but I saw this post from @flowingbetweenspace and I felt some type of way. I’ve never written smut before but I wanted to give it a shot. I really got carried away writing this so I broke it up into two pieces. Let me know what you think and if you want the other part! Also I haven’t watched Defending Jacob yet so I don’t know if any of these are spoilers. “Concept: I’m meticulously rubbing your pussy from behind while we spoon. Big, slow, gentle, thorough movements. Never speeding up — just rubbing and rubbing and rubbing with lots of pressure. Moaning into your ear. My arm around your neck. You’re holding onto my forearm while you grind yourself back against my fingers, biting me when you get overwhelmed with pleasure. My lips on your neck. You’re pussy sounds sooo wet. You can’t hold back your orgasm any longer and start shaking in my arms. I hold you tight against me, but I just keep rubbing and rubbing and rubbing…” Pairing: Andy Barber x Black female reader Warnings: Smut, Age gap It’s been a year since Andy Barber asked you to flee Boston for a small city in upstate New York. It’s been a year and a half since Andy won the case that proved his son innocent of murder. But Jacob’s innocence didn’t matter; the city of Boston already decided that he was guilty. Today was special and not just because it was your unofficial anniversary. It was a year of Andy rekindling his relationship with Jacob. A year of watching the man you love find himself again. He finally stopped feeling guilty about finding happiness. He also stopped feeling guilty about falling in love with someone who was so much younger than him. You got home early from work to to make your mom’s baked salmon. You decided to keep tonight simple. You’re going to wear your white bra and panty set with a white kimono. You took one last look in the mirror before you went to take the fish out of the oven. Damn, it really is a crime to look this good. You set up the table and lit a few candles to set the mood. You were starving, but you really hoped Andy would want to start off with dessert. Just the anticipation of the night to come was enough to give you butterflies. Your phone buzzed and it was a text was from Andy. “Hi honey. I’m sorry I’m going to be a little late tonight. We just got a break in the case! Be home in an hour! I love you.” You know him well enough to know that an hour actually means two. If he just had a break on a case it would be almost impossible to pull him away. You loved that about him; he never gave up on anything or anyone. You smiled and shook your head. You texted him back saying to hurry home. You blew out the candles and put the salmon back in the oven. Then you threw your silver faux locs into a high bun and snuggled up on the couch. Soon enough, you were running your hands up and down your sides. Why did he have to stay late tonight, can’t he feel how much you need him. You looked through Netflix and sighed. One little orgasm isn’t gonna hurt anyone. You let out a deep breath as you started to tease your slit with your fingers. But before you could actually get into it, you fell asleep. You woke up to Andy pulling your back into his chest as he laid down behind you. “Mm, hi baby.” you stirred. “Hi honey.” he said as he kissed up your shoulder. “Did you put this on just for me?” he asked as he cupped you butt with one of his hands and rested his other arm under your head. He kneaded the flesh before he gave your cheek a hard slap. “Andy!” you jumped at the sting. “Hmm? My baby couldn’t stay awake for me?” he slapped your butt again. “I’m sorry, I was so tired.” you whispered. He started slowly rubbing your pussy from behind through your panties. He just kept a steady speed as he rubbed up and down your slit. Then he pressed two fingers on your clit. You moaned at the pressure and bucked your hips back on his hand. He released the pressure then he slapped at your clit. You moaned at sting. “You’re so needy for me baby. You can’t wait for me to touch you, huh?” He started rubbing your clit with his fingers again. “Are you gonna be a good girl for me baby?” Yes Andy, I’ll be good. Just please.” you whimpered. “Please what baby?” he asked and he stopped moving his fingers. “Fuck” you pushed your hips back on his hand. “Andy let me cum. Please, I’ll be good.” “Oh. Why didn’t you just say so.” he chuckled in your ear. “You can use my fingers; you can cum” You held onto his forearm as you started quickly grinding back on his fingers. He let out a breathy moan when you used him to steady yourself so that you can grind back even harder. You could feel the knot building up in your stomach as he placed wet kissed on your neck. You sobbed out as you started to shake in his arms. He took over for your hips and continued rubbing your clit at a steady pace. Your hips sputtered as your orgasm put you in a haze. You whined out as he pulled you on top of his body. With your back on his chest he pulled your panties to the side and traced his fingers up your exposed slit. “Such a good girl. Look at the mess you made.” he said as he held up his hand in the dim light. You greedily accepted his fingers into your mouth as he started to palm your breast with his other hand. He pulled your bra down and kneaded at the flesh before flicking your nipple with his thumb. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth and pushed two of them into your slit. Your eyes rolled back at the sensation. It was too much. He knew just what to do to push you over the edge. He put his hand firmly on your throat as he started to pump into you faster. You could feel the tears building up in your eyes. You sobbed out as you felt your second orgasm wash over you. He slowly pushed into to you as you came down from your high, whispering praises in your ear. He took his hand off your throat and ran it up and down your side. He pulled you off his body and gently placed you back on the couch. His glassy blue eyes looked into your tired brown ones as he took his fingers into his mouth. He closed his eyes and moaned at the taste. You whimpered as you watched him swirl his tongue around his fingers. After a few moments he finally opened his eyes. “Can you give me another one baby?” I hope you all enjoyed!
