A/N: SOOOOOOO here is the next part of it! There is one more chapter after this but I'd love to hear what you guys think!

Their silence continued as they got out of the car and began to walk into the apartment building. To be honest, Andy was a little taken aback when he felt her fingers slide between his as soon as she rounded the car. He said nothing, however, just watched her out of his peripheral vision and pulled her closer to him. As they entered the elevator, Sharon shivered slightly and Andy used it as an excuse to pull her into a nice warm hug, her forehead finding its way to the skin of his neck.

Sharon curled into him, secretly (so much so that shed never admit it) she loved how small she felt when he held her like this. It made her feel so loved, appreciated and adored. Andy always made her feel that way, but the added warmth of his body so close to hers and the small breaths that swept the hair at her temple to and fro made her feel like she was standing in heaven. "Are you still staying the night?" she asked, not looking up to him and unsure of how he would answer.

"Do you want me to?" he asked.

"Yes," she breathed and he sighed in relief. She wasn't going to shut him out.

"Then of course I am." He kissed the part of her head that he could easily reach right as the elevator dinged their arrival on the eleventh floor.

"I'm going to blow your mind," Sharron breathed into his ear before pulling away and sauntering out of the elevator. Andy stopped for a second, trying to regain control over his body. He was going to make love to her tonight, not ravage her… Okay maybe he'd do both, but he really wanted to do the first one first.

Andy caught up with her right as she was unlocking the door. He followed her into her condo closely, already missing the heat from her body. When they entered the foyer, he reached for the neck of her coat and helped her to remove it, kissing her neck as he did so. "I love you," he whispered against her skin.

Sharon didn't say anything as she turned and smiled at him. He'd long since learned that she didn't like to always repeat it back immediately after he said it. She would, of course, in instances of goodbyes and phone calls. But in moments like these, she didn't want to just reciprocate words. While he didn't entirely agree with her thought that it cheapened the phrase if she did so at this time, he respected her ideas and, he had to admit, it did make his heart swell 10 times more whenever she did say it.

Bringing her hands to his neck, Sharon pulled Andy in for a tantalizing kiss. Teeth nipped at lips and tongues darted out to soothe. Soon, their bodies were so wrapped around each other that, if it weren't for their very obvious clothing differences, you wouldn't be able to tell where one ended and the other began. Pulling back, Sharon smiled at him, a happy and slightly goofy smile that he found incredibly sexy.

Once again linking her fingers with his, Sharon pulled Andy into their bedroom. Once there, she let her hand fall away from his as she reached behind her to unzip her dress.

"No," Andy breathed, the desperation in his voice stopping her immediately. "I want to do it." What he saw in her eyes confused him. Her pupils dilated, showing that she found the idea very arousing, but he also saw a flash of fear. What was she scared of? Giving up control on this one thing? Thinking back to their earlier conversation, if you could even call it that, with Jack, he figured it probably had something to do with that. He wanted her to trust him completely. He knew it wasn't her fault. He knew that she trusted him as much as she could but he was so tired of seeing her hurt by that jackass. She deserved to be worshiped every once in a while and because of her ex-husband, he had only been allowed to do so once. But it had been at his house and she had quickly made and excuse to leave afterward. He had been hurt, but, at the time he had believed that Rusty had really needed her at home. Sharon had come to him the next weekend and told him that she had lied to him. Rusty hadn't needed her, but she didn't want to talk about why she had left. He respected her wishes and now, so many months later, he knew the real reason why she had acted that way.

Andy made his way over to her. When he stood right before her, he placed his hand on her neck and kissed her forehead. He then kissed her right temple and then her left. Andy felt her release a heavy breath as her hands came to rest on his hips. Reaching around her he grabbed the zipper in such a way that, as he dragged the zipper down, one of his fingertips slid down the skin of her back making her shiver and arch into his chest. But ever Sharon and always on the ball, she made the arch into a graceful motion that ended with her lips on the corner of his jaw. Slowly, almost agonizingly, he hooked one finger into each strap of her dress and pulled it down her shoulders and off her body. Andy took a step back, wanting her to see him take in the sight before him, wanting her to see just how beautiful he thought she was. "Have I ever told you how breathtaking you are?" he all but growled.

Sharon felt a warmth grow between her legs. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Her hands moved quickly and before he knew it, he was standing only in his underwear and socks. As she turned her head to the side she wrapped her arm around him laying her flat palm on his bare back, trying to touch as much of his skin as possible. She moved her lips from his and across his cheek, whispering, "I love you," into his skin before starting to nibble down his neck.

Her fingers trailed down his chest, fingernails lightly scraping at his skin. She looked up at him, eyes brimming with mischievousness as she let her fingers play with the waistband of his shorts.

"Sharon," he husked, "babe, you don't have to do this. You don't have to prove any-" he was cut off by her quickly pulling down the boxers.

"Please," she whispered, letting her fingertips skim along the length of his penis, needing to do this for him almost as much as she wanted to. She took pride in pleasing her sexual partners and, as much as she hated to admit it, Jack's comments earlier had slightly caused her to doubt herself and her abilities in the bedroom department. She hated that he had so much power over her. Nudging Andy back slightly, she got him to sit on the edge of the bed and she bent to kneel on the ground between his knees. "Just-" she broke off her words with her eye contact as she ran her hands up and down the outside of his thighs, relishing in the feel of his skin against hers. "Just don't… fake anything okay?"

"Sharon," he breathed, cupping the side of her face, "I never fake anything with you."

"Just promise," she whispered and he nodded. With his affirmation, she shot off the ground and attacked his mouth with her own. Raking her fingers through his hair forcefully as she pushed him back onto the bed and climbed up on top of him, straddling his hips. She ground her hips into his and chuckled at the groan that emanated from his throat. She then began to kiss down the front of his torso. She felt his muscles stiffen as he grabbed the sheets below him to keep from grabbing her head. She smiled, loving that he respected her wish to not be controlled when she was giving him a blowjob. She liked to be able to tease and did not like being shoved at all.

Grabbing him firmly, she moved her hand up and down his shaft before running her tongue along the head of his penis, flicking her tongue over the sensitive spot on the back to the same rhythm that her hand was moving at. She continued to work her magic on him until he began to cum. She, however, did not quit her ministrations and was rewarded with the most guttural growl she had ever elicited from him. "Babe," he choked, "please." But before he could finish his begging, he was hard again. It wasn't long before he was cumming again, this time with and intensity that had his hips bucking and his hands lacing in her hair. "God!" He gasped. "Oh my god! Sharon! Sharon, baby! God!" finally his body grew limp and his hands fell to the bed. Wiping the remnants of the proof of her success from her mouth, Sharon climbed up next to him and kissed his mouth, waiting for him to come down from his high.

"Can we move to the head of the bed now?" she asked when she thought he might be able to move. All he did was nod and scoot to the top of the bed before getting under the covers.

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