Lauren couldn’t help but feel a little rejected, though she ignored it. Instead of responding, she put her bra and blouse back on hurriedly, walking to the kitchen and rinsing the taste from her mouth before walking to Andrew’s room. When she saw Andrew, a thrill of guilt ran through her that she immediately ignored.<br/><br/>She got into bed with him, watching him sleep for a moment before sliding her hand under the hem of his boxers, jerking him off slowly. Once he started to stir, she kissed him hard, her other hand on his chest. “I want you. Now.” She murmured. Unlike his father, Andrew had never turned her town when she was this needy.