Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 1800

"Women should know how to dress up. That's how you bring out real beauty," Andrew said with a teasing smirk.

Chantelle muttered. "Mind your own business. Now you've had your look, haven't you? If you're done, I'm taking it off."

Andrew stepped forward and caught her ankle before she could move. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively tried to pull away.

However, Andrew pulled her closer in one swift motion, seating her right between his legs. The position was so unexpected and so suggestive that her mind blanked for a second.

She immediately thought of the position where the woman was on top.

"L-Let me down! You said just look, not touch! Why are you changing the rules?" Chantelle stammered as she pushed against him, trying to escape.

Andrew slapped her on the butt with his big hand. "Don't move around. These tights are delicate, and they'll tear if you struggle."

Still locked in place, Chantelle's frustration bubbled. "Andrew, this isn't the time to mess around! Let me down first. I'm not ready for this!"

Andrew raised a brow. "Ready? What are you trying to get ready for? In the past, you were always pretty cooperative, so why are you playing shy all of a sudden?"

Chantelle's cheeks turned red. "Because it's the middle of the day! Lauren and the others are still out there. They could walk in at any second! And also, I'm not used to doing… that kind of thing while wearing black stockings!"

Andrew loosened his grip.

Chantelle immediately scrambled to the head of the bed, putting some distance between them.

His gaze slowly drifted down her legs, and he let out a low whistle. "Ms. Garcia, those long legs in black stockings? You're giving Lauren a run for her money. They look amazing, and I gotta say, they feel even better. I mean, damn… legs like those? I could have fun with them for years."

Chantelle snapped at him, flustered. "You're such a flirt, Andrew. This sleazy side of you? I really don't like it!"

Andrew stayed perfectly calm. "It's fine. I like it enough for the both of us. Whether you like it or not doesn't matter. Now, get on the bed. Face down. Stick that ass up."

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