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i’d just like to say that this was SO FUCKING GOOD and i can’t wait for the next chapter! i’d love to be tagged if that’s okay!!❤️❤️

The Laws of Love. [1/?]

Andy Barber x plus size/curvy f!reader (angst/smut) Your husband has been distant lately. After he stands you up on a promised date night you start to wonder if it is more than just work keeping him away.

Word Count: Almost 2k / A/N: The first part of a new series I’m working on. I am very excited for this. This story will get somewhat darker as the series progresses. Warnings will be added to future parts accordingly. Enjoy! [Andy photo credit] Warnings: unprotected sex, fingering, use of the term “Daddy”, pet names (honey, baby, sweetheart), choking (if you squint)

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Andy barber has a shy busty girlfriend, reader and one day, reader felt horny and visits Andy's office so he could fuck her.andy was busy with work, so reader decided to boob job and blow job him

Knock Knock

WARNINGS: MINORS DNI, boob job, blow job, cum, office sex

“Yeah.” He sounded dry and uninterested and you were sure your presence would change that.

Turning the knob, you slid into his office, standing in front of him in your tight navy “office” dress and black pumps. But he didn’t even look up at you until the silence lingered more than it should of and when he saw you his face fell into his hands with a sigh.

You put your hands on your hips, scoffing at his reaction.

Pressing his palms down on the oak table, he rolled out his chair and came around to you.

“Hey baby” his hands reached towards your waist, pulling you into him as he sat on the edge of the desk “it’s not a good time.”

“What do you mean it’s not a good time… look at me!” Your hands pulled away from his strong chest to gesture to your boobs.

He chuckled a little, eyes lingering on prominent cleavage “You look lovely, but I have a 500 page document of evidence I have to get through therefore it’s not a good time.”

You pouted at him running your hands along the lapels of his suit jacket. Biting your lip at the sight of him in a suit, slowly you fell to your knees

“Honey no come on get up.” You ignored his warnings as you slowly fiddled with his belt, he did nothing to stop you but looked at you with want behind his eyes.

“Don’t do this to me baby..” he groaned at you.

“You’re stressed I just wanna help.” You spoke as you undid his zipper, pulling his pants down to his ankles along with his briefs.

He signed, rubbing the wrinkles on his forehead “Go lock the door.”

You grabbed his cock in your hand feeling the weight in your hand, watching it grow thick and hard as you trailed the veins, kitty licking the tip, as you stick your tongue in the indent of his Vick desperate yo taste his salty pre cum

Laying out your tongue you took him into your mouth, letting it slide down your throat as you wrapped your lips firmly around his cock, moving around your hands to your back you slowly unzipped your top pulling down the sleeves and letting your tits fall with a sudden drop from the constraints of the fabric, never letting his cock fall from its place in your mouth.

Andy let’s out a breathy “Jesus Christ” at the sight in front of him, pulling him out of your mouth slowly with a pop so his cock slaps against your chin and bounces with its sheer mass, glistening with your saliva. Spitting on his length you wrapped as much as you could in your hand, rubbing it up and down letting a thick layer of wet marinate on his cock.

You raise your bare chest upwards, catching his cock between your large breasts, pushing them together with your hands, you sandwiched it in tightly.

Rocking back and forth on your knees you let his cock slide up and down your chest. You stuck out your tongue, letting the head graze the tip of your tongue with every thrust.

His hands threaded through your hair, pushing your chin further to your chest and supporting himself in your cleavage as he thrusted up and down, enjoying the sensation of sloppy skin against his cock. The way your tits heave up and down against his cock, you both working in unison to work towards his edge.

Getting insatiable and craving the feeling of his release, he took control slapping your hands away from your breast, taking over with his hands cupping your breasts. Roughly grabbing them in his calloused hands causing you to moan at the feeling of his touch finally on you. You leaned your head back, letting him take over as he used the crevice of your tits to chase his high.

His tip hitting your neck and thumbs grazing your nipples. The curve of his cock thrusting perfectly against the shape of your tits.

“I’m so close baby you feel so good wrapped around me.” You were panting at this point loving the way he used you for his pleasure, letting out his stresses on your body.

“Cum on my tits honey.” You purred at him. As he grasped his hand around his cock, pumping his release onto your now glistening chest.

He lurched forward, grasping your face in his hands desperate to taste you. His way of saying thank you. Gently easing you up onto your feet, still covered in his cum. He grabbed a few tissues from behind him, cleaning you up softly. “That was so good baby, God I needed that.” You chuckled softly at his praise, turning around and moving your hair away for him to zip you up. His pointer grazing the skin of your back and sealing the final zip with a soft kiss on your bare neck and turning you around to meet his face again.

Cupping your cheek and giving you a sloppy, deep kiss.

“I don’t know how I’m gonna work after this fuck.”

“Then don’t?” You toyed with his tie, tightening it back up to his top button.

He leaned backwards, pressing the intercom button.

“Hey Leanne, yeah I’m not feeling the best I’m going home cancel all my meetings.” You bit your lip, smirking at him as his hand rubbed the soft skin between your dress hem and knee.

“Let’s get out of here shall we?”

“Maybe I should come over more often.” You pondered out loud.

“No because then I’d get fired.” He grabbed his jacket off his chair slapping your ass out of the door.

Where Broken Hearts go to Heal (2/?)

Pairings: collegehockeycoach! Andy Barber x female college sweetheart reader

Warnings: college sweethearts, the one that got away, soulmates, angst, sad Andy, explicit sexual content- unprotected sex- a lot of it, explicit language (must be 18+)

Word Count: ~2.5K

A/N: for some reason, this one’s got me nervous. Please be gentle.

Not beta read. All mistakes are my own ❤️

Coach B x his sweetheart

Lucky Charms: hockey AU

"And he didn't realize he was printing the entire textbook..." you smiled as Andy returned to the back booth at your old watering hole, handing you a beer before he slid in next to you.

You had politely accepted when his captain's offered to buy you a drink, and Andy? Well he begrudgingly accompanied you.

"Alright" Andy smiled affectionately at you, "that's enough story telling" he said, playfully, but the low timbre of his voice made you shiver slightly, stomach fluttering with butterflies when he wrapped an arm around you, tugging you a little closer to him.

"Come on, Coach B" Steve smiled from ear-to-ear, watching as a few drinks helped you and Andy fall so comfortably back into old habits, "sounds like you were quite the Casanova."

"Takes one to know one” Ari laughed.

"You're one to talk, Levs" Steve smirked, "you could get more tail than me if ya weren't hung up on your best friend" he jabbed innocently before turning his attention back to you.

"So come on, Coach B's college sweetheart..." Steve continued, as Andy let out a heavy exhale accompanied by his signature frown.

You smiled at the young man sitting across from you, nodding for Steve to continue while you discretely ran your knuckles down the length of Andy's thigh- something you used to do to soothe him. Andy's gaze dipped to your face, smiling affectionately to himself as he leaned into that familiar reassuring touch.

"Did Coach B get a lot of ladies?" Steve asked as Ari rolled his eyes at his fellow captain's intrusive question.

"He did" you bit back your smile as Andy grumbled something under his breath, rolling his eyes while taking a long swig of his beer.

"I knew it" Steve laughed, "I told you he was a ladie's man... didn't I, Levs?" Steve goaded, clapping Ari on the back as he signaled the bartender for another round.

"Until I met y/n" Andy clarified, reluctantly joining the conversation. Never one to share much of his personal life with his athletes.

"And the 400 page textbook?" Ari asked, smiling softly at you from across the booth as you felt a heat wash over your face.

"You really just told them our whole story?" Andy teased you, his arm dipping behind your back to find purchase at the soft curve of your hip, "how long was I at the bar?" he murmured against your ear.

"Not our whole story..." you smiled, leaning into him with a carefree laugh while Andy tucked you into his side, "just our meet-cute."

Andy shook his head letting out an exaggerated exhale as he listened to you tell the story of how you met. Andy's chest bloomed, warming his tender heart, watching you with a sadness in his eyes. A sadness for everything he had missed. Everything he had wanted so badly but was too stupid or too young to know how to hold on to…

"That was fun" you smiled up at him, shivering before he reached around you, tucking you into his wool coat with him as you left the bar a little over an hour later.

"Come on, sweetheart" Andy smiled, "let me drive you home."

"I'll just call a rideshare" you said, pressing your hand to his chest to steady yourself as you stopped.

There was a quiet beat where you just stared at each other before you both broke with fond giggles.

"You... wanna get some coffee?" Andy asked, hopeful that he could stretch the night out a little longer.

"Um... it's kinda getting late" you smiled, looking at your phone, "you sure you don't need to get home for the alumni event tomorrow?"

"I'm OK" Andy said and you smiled, agreeing to coffee as he helped you to his car.

Instead of going to a cafe or coffee shop you both decided Andy's place would be a better fit if you didn't want to be surrounded by college kids.

As Andy pulled into his garage you smiled at the hockey gear and skates hanging neatly on hooks along the garage wall.

Andy cut the engine, getting out of his car and quickly making it to your side to help you out. When you got inside he shrugged off his coat and hung his keys on a set of hooks just below a large mirror.

Andy's place was nice. After toeing off your shoes you walked around in your stocking feet admiring his living room while Andy busied himself with the coffee maker in the kitchen.

Andy's place felt like a home. It was warm and inviting, yet neat and orderly- just how you remembered him.

"I really like your place" you called to him.

"Thanks... it's too big for just me" Andy called back from the kitchen, "you want some cookies or something?"

"Sure" you smiled, remembering Andy's sweet tooth, fondly.

Your fingers danced along his bookshelves, reading jacket covers and smiling at a few framed photos of Andy's hockey team after college. Playing professional hockey across seas. Andy had played in several other countries, hoping his time would come to play for the NHL. He made it as far as a taxi squad but didn't make it on the official roster. Ending his hockey playing career about 9 years after college.

You heard Andy behind you before he said anything, quietly taking his place at your side as he watched you look at all the old photos. He had discarded his suit coat and his tie, his shirt unbuttoned and sleeves rolled up casually.

"You really did it" you said, smiling softly at a moment frozen in time that had shattered your entire heart all those years ago.

"I did" Andy said, but he wasn't even looking at the photo you were talking about, too busy studying your face for a reaction.

Truth be told- that moment in your life had crushed your soul. Andy's too. He loved the game too much to say goodbye. So instead, he said goodbye to you. And it was the biggest mistake of his life.

Andy didn't even realize he was holding his breath until you shot him a soft nervous smile. All of this a little heavy for the first time seeing each other in some five years.

"I'm happy for you, Andy" you broke the silence, glancing back at the photos, "you really got everything you wanted."

"No, I didn't" he scoffed, eyes watery as he frowned at the photo frames with contempt, "I lost everything that actually mattered to me... I lost you" he blinked back his tears, looking down at you quickly before turning away and clearing his throat with a cough.

You didn't know what to say. There was a part of your heart that would belong to Andy forever. But could it really be that easy? Move back to town and just pick up where you had left off?

Andy had his hands on his hips- a stance you were familiar with whenever he was upset or gathering his thoughts.

"Andy?" you tried, but he didn't say anything. You saw his shoulders rise and fall with a deep exhale. The weight of both your broken hearts his burden to bear.

You took a steadying breath before taking a step towards him, your heart hammering in your chest as you reached out, tugging his hand from his hip and lacing your fingers together. Andy looked down letting you pull him gently until he was facing you and your palms were touching.

"Andy?" you tried again, looking up at the one that got away. His eyelids fluttered shut, unable to meet your gaze as tears spilled silently down his cheeks. You reached up to swipe a tear with the pad of your thumb, "I'm here" you whispered, fighting back your own tears.

Andy's lips were on yours before you knew what was happening. A surprised squeak escaped you as he groaned into the kiss, his brows furrowed, pressing his forehead to yours and breaking the kiss just as quickly as it started.

"Hey..." you whispered breathlessly, head swimming with the touch of Andy Barber’s lips on yours, unable to contain the smile that broke so wide across your face, it was painful.

Andy's hands were at your waist, eyes screwed shut as if he couldn't bring himself to look at you. The pain of losing all those years hurt too damn much.

"Andy... look at me" you said, reaching up and framing his face gently as you angled his gaze to yours.

You let your fingers rake through his beard, tiptoeing up and pressing your soft lips to the deep crease set between his eyebrows.

A chocked sob escaped Andy's throat before he crashed his lips to your again, lifting you clear off the floor and helping you wrap your legs around his waist.

You were both crying, gasping softly when Andy  licked into your mouth, tasting you with a deep groan. The air punched from your lungs when your back hit the nearest wall and Andy murmured a watery apology against your lips.

You could feel the steely length of him pressed against where you needed him most as you rocked your hips into him, arms wrapped around his neck as you pressed into his chest.

"Sweetheart... you sure about this?" Andy's question came as a grunt against your lips.

"Yes... fuck, yes" you moaned, "please, Andy... fuck... I need to feel you" you moaned, mindlessly and Andy dropped you to your feet without another word. He worked quickly, stripping you out of your leggings and panties and throwing them aside. You made quick work of Andy's belt, letting his pants slide over his narrow waist and to the floor as he finished the buttons of his shirt, adding it to the pile of clothes at your feet.

Andy kicked his pants off, kneeling before you could pull him in for another kiss. He lifted his jersey, pressing his warm lips to your belly before kissing down to your mound. You were trembling as you opened up for him, fingers combing through his hair when he nuzzled into you, a firm kiss to your clit, breathing in the familiar scent of you.

"Fuck" he rasped, pressing another kiss to your clit as you gasped, tugging at the roots of his hair when he licked up the cut of you.

"Fuck" he groaned again, "I missed your taste, sweetheart" his tongue fucking into your quivering hole and pulling a keen from the back of your throat.

It didn't take long until your first orgasm was smeared across Andy's beard, trembling as he pulled his jersey and your bra up over your head so he could kiss his way back up your body. When he got to your lips, he pressed you into the wall with a possessive, toe curling kiss, only breaking it to chain kisses down the column of your neck.

"Please, Andy" you whimpered, fingers tangling in his dark chest hair before running down his chiseled lean body, tracing the trail of hair that disappeared below his waistband. When you dipped your hand into his boxers, fisting his thick weeping cock, Andy hissed.

He pulled his boxers down, freeing his cock as you stroked him with one hand, taking a handful of his firm ass in the other.

Catching the back of your thighs and lifting you up his body, your back bowed into him when you felt his swollen head catch at your fluttering entrance. Andy held the base of his cock, pulling away enough to watch you as he slowly pushed every throbbing inch into your wanting hole.

"Oh, god" you moaned, bottoming out as your cunt hugged him impossibly tight. The familiar stretch felt like home as he let you adjust.

"You keep making those pretty sounds and I'm not gonna last very long, sweetheart" Andy grunted hot against your ear as he pulled out, slamming back into you with a heady groan.

His pace was relentless, making up for lost time as he took back every lost orgasm. Fucking you through 2 more orgasms against the wall until you both ended up on the floor, pliant and panting against his glistening chest.

"Fuck... y/n..." he chuckled, your bodies still connected as you listened to his heartbeat, straddling him, "haven't fucked like that since… college..."

"I really hope you're referring to me" you smirked, sitting up and pushing up on your knees to press a kiss to his lips.

"Of course I'm referring to you" his laugh was warm as you sat back on his cock, his words dying in a grunt when your pussy choked the long length of him.

"You trying to kill me, sweetheart?" he smirked up at you, "not as young as I used to be..."

"You look like you're in pretty good shape to me" you goaded, your knees pressed into the rug, palms on his chest as you began rocking your hips over him faster.

"Oh, god... I could get used to this" you moaned, one hand running up your body to pinch at your nipple while bringing your other hand to your clit, fingers rubbing tight circles as the knot in your belly began to fray.

"You better" Andy groaned, shifting on the rug until his feet were flat on the floor, you whimpered when he gripped bruises into your hips and slammed up into you.

"Please..." you whined, holding on to Andy's waist, the knot fraying with each snap of his hips until his thrusts started to falter.

"Christ... oh fuck... fuck" Andy grunted, flipping you onto your back as he thrust impossibly deep and stilled, balls drawing into him as he painted your insides with his hot release while you trembled around him. His release bringing on yours as you moaned his name, Andy working you blissfully through your orgasm before he collapsed, fully sated, on your chest.

Your eyelids fluttered, heavy as you fought to open them, body feeling deliciously sore when your mind finally registered that Andy was carrying you, cradled to his chest, up the stairs to his bedroom. You felt the bed dip as he lowered you onto the soft mattress.

"Andy?" you whimpered when he left, going to his en-suite and returning with a washcloth to clean you up before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"What time is it?" you whispered into the dark.

"It's late, sweetheart" he said, climbing into bed next to you, "sleep" he urged, softly.

"You don't mind if I stay?" you asked, no real intent of leaving the warmth of his chest ever again.

"Fuck... I never want you to leave" he sighed, happy for the first time in a really long time as he drifted into a peaceful sleep. Finding his home again after all these years.

The hockey dividers were made by the lovely and talented @firefly-graphics ❤️

This is the original Coach B from my Lucky Charms: hockey AU even though someone tried to plagiarize it. Thanks for supporting original fanfic content ❤️

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Little Star

18+

A high school reunion, a sexually frustrated lawyer, and a secret pornstar. This should be fun.

My submission to Aphrodite’s Manor Challenge <3 (and my first ever challenge submission 🥺)

@geminixevans-stan @fineanddandy @jamalflanagan @cocobutterqwueen @syntheticavenger @sunshinexsin @boxofbonesfic

Content Warning: Andy Barber x Pornstar!Reader, mature themes, flirting, sexual language, cheating, smut (dom!andy x sub!reader, multiple orgasms, public sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, spanking, facial)

“I cannot believe you made me come back to this place,” You grumble, running your finger around the rim of your martini glass. “Nothing but bad memories.”

“Oh, come on,” Yanic coos, squeezing your shoulder as he leans in closer. “High school wasn’t that bad.”

“Maybe not for you,” You say with a glare. “You were in with the popular kids. You were practically a jock!”

“Being kept on the bench every single game hardly made me a jock,” He chuckles. “You had some fun here, didn’t you?”

You can’t help but smirk. “I guess senior prom was pretty fun.”

“Didn’t you fuck Andy Barber under the bleachers that night?” He asks with wide eyes. “Now, that was unexpected.”

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𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖌𝖘 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉 𝕬𝖀

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you meet each other at your worst, and together you grow to be your best.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: daddy!Andy Barber x little!Reader

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖘

𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐭𝐰𝐨

𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖘

laurie walking into andy’s house and he sees baby on the couch with a paci

andy finding out he has a littlespace

Andy buying baby a bottle of his cologne to spray on all her stuff for when she gets lonely and misses her daddy

baby can’t sleep in the middle of the night

andy working overnight so baby and jake are home alone

imagine andy making baby a bracelet that says “if lost call *his number*

Laurie saying something mean to Baby and Baby starts to fake cry

baby making friends with some of the mom friends from jacob’s school

laurie finding out andy’s taking baby on lauries dream vacation

him shaving his beard while she’s little and when she sees him gets freaked out and cries part two part three

emancipation convo

baby and Andy getting married and the send a invitation to Laurie

eating andy's ass convo

drabbles feat. Juniper (baby x andy's daughter)

laurie tries to feed Juniper

junipers always sticking her lil tongue out at laurie lol

juni gets older and finds out laurie was mean to her mommy

Juniper said something really mean

is this love?

pairings || fake!bf!pornstar!andy barber x pornstar!f!reader

summary || your feelings with your online boyfriend change incredibly once he says those short few words.

warnings || 18+ minors dni, porn, recorded sex, age gap (reader is of age), size kink, mentions of divorce, roleplay sex, mentions of food, spanking, hair pulling, choking, fake dubcon?, forced blowjob, degrading, but also praise?? if that makes sense, oral (m), daddy kink, denied orgasm.

note || hi everyone! this in my entree for the @agentofbarnes agency’s writing challenge!

wc || 2.1k

you didn’t mean to flip your life like this. you didn’t mean to have one of the hottest guys on earth railing you every other day until you were left numb and stupid.

you just answered an ad that asked for an eighteen or over, open to anything. that was when you met andy. before you got into porn, andy say you down and explained everything, made sure you were okay with it all.

you were, he told you that he would be the only one fucking you, and god did that sell you immediately. a massive guy fucking you? you didn’t hesitate before signing your name down.

you videos were shared through multiple websites, reposted by people you didn’t even know. it made you feel nice, wanted. oddly enough, the men thirsting over your body made you feel perfect.

the way andy worshipped you, whispered sweet nothings into your ear, made you feel wanted. you and andy constantly titled yourself as a relationship, but behind closed doors you two were just good friends.

sometimes, you and andy would roleplay, acting as if he was your stepdad, due to him being much bigger than you, or maybe your best friend and you were a virgin.

ever since you met andy, you hadn’t been happier. you were getting railed constantly, and you had someone to go to for advice. sometimes andy would spoil you for the fun of it.

andy divorced his wife two years before you and andy met. he had no one to give his money to, so he decided you were the next best thing. he kept you close to his heart.

you were on his way to his house, he thought of an idea that he wanted to run past you. you accepted, obviously, and picked up your crap and got ready.

you made your way to andy’s house, having your own key had its perks. andy was waiting on the couch, your favourite pizza in front of him. “oh andy, you didn’t have to.” you said with a wide smile.

andy shrugged and smiled as you sat down. “you know i did, gotta keep my girl happy.” his words make butterflies burst in your stomach. you took a slice, the pizza being warm telling you it only came recently.

you took a bite out of the slice, moaning at the taste. andy would be lying if he said his cock didn’t twitch at the sound of your moan. “so, what did you wanna do?” you asked, hand covering your almost full mouth.

andy sat forward and licked his lips. “our step-dad video was the best, it was fun and it had amazin’ ratin’s, so i wanna revisit it.” he said, putting a hand on your knee. you nodded and took another bite.

“but maybe this time— we could do a step dad punishes his daughter?” he asked. you bit your lip and nodded, sitting towards him. “yeah, that sounds good, when do you wanna start.”

andy smiled and turned around to grab his phone. “ehh, i’m free now, actually.” he said, throwing his phone to the side. you nodded and stood up. “i have the cameras set up to.”

you finished your third slice of pizza and walked upstairs with andy following close behind you. “alright so basically, i’ll just find somethin’ like weed and then come punish you.”

you nodded and took off your clothes, getting into a skimpy skirt and tank top you left at his house. andy was standing behind the camera, turning it on and putting on the right setting.

andy fixing the camera turned you on slightly, the way he knew so much about it, how passionate he was, made you feel butterflies in your stomach. andy gave you a smile before leaving the room.

you sat on your phone as you waited for him to come in. the loud bang of the door hitting off the wall made you jump up. “what the fuck is this?!” he yelled, throwing the small packet of weed on the bed.

your stomach jumped as you backed up. “it’s not mine, i was holding it for a friend.” you shrugged, biting your lip. “bullshit! why was it under your mattress?! hm?!” the vein in his neck popped.

fuck, you wanted him to take you right then and there. “i was hiding it so you didn’t blow up like this!” you yelled back. andy rolled his eyes and threw his hands up. “stop fuckin’ lying!” he shook his head.

“y’know what? c’mere.” he said, gripping your tank top and pulling you down to him. you gasped as you heard the stitching in your shirt before the entire thing fell apart.

andy chuckled and sat down on the bed, in front of the camera, and threw you over his lap. you gripped his leg and groaned. andy flipped your shirt up and rubbed your ass softly.

his hand roughly connected with your right cheek, before doing the same on your left. you cried out as he spanked you. “count them.” he gripped your hair, pulling you up and whispering in your ear.

you nodded and counted each slap he gave your ass. “thirty.” you cried, the tears on your cheeks falling off your jaw and onto his rough jeans. andy gripped your hair again and pulled you up.

he unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans, as well as his boxers. “suck.” he spat as his cock jumped up. you shook your head and tried to move away.

andy gripped the back of your neck and pulled you down. you opened your mouth and allowed his cock to slide inside of your mouth. you rolled your eyes to the back of your head as he pushed your head down.

you moaned softly as andy thrusted into your mouth. “fuck, should’ve done this sooner.” andy threw his head back. you felt amazing in this setting, andy praising you while pretending to force himself onto you.

andy pulled out of your mouth, giving you time to pretend to run away. you got up and went to move away from him, andy grabbed your ankles and pulled you down.

his hand wrapped around your neck, pulling your head near his. “don’t you dare try to run from me.” he said in your ear. you nodded and looked back at him.

andy pulled down your skirt and ripped off your panties. “daddy!” you gasped, looking back at him. andy chuckled and pulled you closer to him. he took his cock in his hand, rubbing it through your folds.

you let out a quiet moan and bit your lip. andy took this as permission to slide in, giving you no time to adjust. no matter how many times andy would fuck you, his size would always be a beautiful surprise.

“fuck! you’re too big daddy!” you cried out, gripping the sheets. andy shook his head and grabbed your neck. “take it, take it like the slut i know you are.” he spat, his hand tightening around your neck.

as andy started to thrust, you couldn’t help but cry out. if the camera was positioned in another way, it would look like andy was thrusting into nothing, you were so small under him.

andy moved his head to the side of yours, whispering sweet nothings into your ear. you rolled your eyes to the back of your head as more tears flowed down your face. “oh god daddy, so fuckin’ good!” you sobbed.

andy nodded and tightened his grip around your neck. you gasped and your eyes widened. “that’s it, just how i like it.. nice and tight for me.” he chuckled darkly, biting on your earlobe.

you nodded and curled your toes, feeling a knot in your stomach form. “fuck— please, please!” you begged, coming too close for him to stop. but andy didn’t care, he pulled out of you.

you let out a loud whine as you turned back to him. “what the fuck?!” you yelled, sitting up slightly. “good girls get to cum, and from what i remember, you aren’t that good.” andy smirked.

he was teasing you, and you hated it. “fine!” you said, getting up and pushing him onto the bed. “i’ll fuck myself!” you said, straddling him. andy smirked at you taking control, giving you a small nod before gripping your waist.

you prepared yourself before sliding down onto him, your head fell before you threw it back in a loud moan. “yes daddy!” you yelped, being so full that he hit every spot you needed him to.

andy watched as you sunk all the way down, something you barely did, complaining that he was too big and it hurt. “can’t fuck me right? gotta take matters into my own fuckin’ hands.” you shook your head.

andy enjoyed you taking control, andy loved you like this. andy loved you. andy moved his hands from your waist, up your spine and to your neck, pulling you into his body.

you bounced up and down, loud cries leaving your mouth. andy’s hand rested on the back of your neck, holding your face next to his. “i love you.” he whispered.

what? you didn’t want to slow down, being too close to your orgasm to stop now.. but did he just say that? did andrew stephen barber just tell you that he loved you?

your orgasm hit you like a truck, massive, but a surprise. you moaned out as your eyes were glued to the back of your head. andy moaned as you clenched around him, a sound you loved.

you pulled off him after your orgasm and let him jerk off onto your tummy. you gave him a small smile and fell beside him. “i never want to see you with drugs ever again.”

awkwardness was laced in his tone as he stood up to turn off the camera. you didn’t care about anything at that moment, you just had a mind blowing orgasm and that’s all that mattered.

you didn’t realise you fell asleep until you woke up to a dimly lit room and andy turning a page of his book beside you. “did i wake you? sorry.” he mumbled, marking the page and closing the book.

“you’re okay.” you whispered, giving him a small smile. andy smiled and moved a strand of your hair from your face. you looked down, noticing your favourite shirt that andy wore.

you looked back up at him and turned over to your side. “how long was i asleep for?” you asked, yawning as you sat up. andy shrugged and checked his watch. “two hours, give or take.” he said.

a knife could cut through the tension between you two. you nodded and sat up. “i’d better get home, talk tomorrow?” you asked. andy shook his head and got out of the bed.

he was wearing nothing but his boxers, something andy never did. “i’ll drive you home, you just woke up.” he insisted, pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a t shirt. you nodded and got up after him, walking out to his car.

the silence in the car was both awkward but comfortable. “this—“ you started as he pulled up to your house. “i’m sorry for saying i loved you.” andy blurted, cutting you off.

you gulped and looked over at him with wide eyes. “well, um, i was trying to ignore that.” you said, nodding your head slowly. andy groaned and shut his eyes, throwing his head back.

“i didn’t want to hurt you— or get myself hurt by replying to it and—“ you started. you stopped yourself when andy shook his head. you bit your lip and slowly sank in your chair.

andy opened his eyes and continued to look forward. “you’ve been nice to me, real nice, and i don’t wanna lose you cause you think i’m a weirdo— y’know an old guy liking a young girl with so much ahead of her.”

you tried to hold back a smile as he explained himself. “i do like you, and i’ve liked you for a while but i thought that was just because i was going through a divorce and needed to distract—“

it was your turn to cut him off, and you did it with a soft kiss. “i know we kiss almost all the time, but that was genuine, i’ve liked you for a long time too.” you looked into his eyes.

andy smiled and kissed you again, his tongue sliding into your mouth almost immediately. his hand rested on your cheek, unbuckling his belt. “i love you, i really love you.” seeing andy smile made your heart jump.

“i really love you too, andy.” you said, kissing his cheek. “i gotta go feed my cat, i’ve been out for a while.” you nodded. andy nodded and sat back in his seat. “you can come in too.” you said as you got out.

andy nodded and waited a few seconds for you to turn away from the car. andy danced around slightly like a high schooler that got his first kiss before getting out of the car.

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫

pairing || andy barber x fem!reader

word count || 3,865

summary || you and andy have been sneaking around for months and soon it might catch up to you two

warnings || drinking, throwing up, oral, reader has twins, andy cheating on laurie, oral receiving, oral giving, couch sex, making dinner, eating dinner, over the counter sex, taking care of teenagers, andy buying you stuff, beach house, beach house sex, name calling, breeding, ass fingering, pussy fingering

authors note || PLEASE REBLOG MY TAGLIST IS ENDING ON JULY 10TH PLEASE FOLLOW @dulceslibrary AND TURN ON NOTIFICATIONS TO BE NOTIFIED WHEN I POST 18+ ONLY,, feedback is appreciated

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