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crownoflillies1 · 8 months

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For Your Pleasure: Part 3- Warmth

Pairing: unnamed male/female

Word Count: 2.1k

Summary: Two friends find some deeper feelings during a winter gathering.

Tags: 18+, hair pulling, fluff (if you squint), slight dom

A white puff of frozen air trailed the long slow breath he released. It was colder now than it was just a few hours ago, slow falling snow a testament to the observation. Dark spread across the sky taking what little warmth the setting sun held with it. He sucked in another long, searing breath, burning his lungs with the frigid air. His hands clenched in his jacket pocket while he shifted from foot to foot to get warm. Oh he could kill someone with how cold he was.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were cold.” He turned to look at the girl walking up to him. Mentally he cursed her lightly for being so bundled up. She must’ve known how cold this excursion would become. A near violent shiver ripped through his body just looking at her bulky coat and thick scarf.

“Oh yeah? What gave that away?” He cringed, hoping his teeth didn’t chatter loud enough for her hear.

A smile pulled at her lips, “It definitely wasn’t you hopping back and forth like a penguin.”

He scoffed but stopped shuffling back and forth. She finished closing the distance between them and perched herself next to him.

“Why didn’t you wear a coat? You’re shivering pretty bad.”

“I thought this was a drive through show, not a walking trail.”

Her eyebrows lifted, scrunching the edge of her hat up with it, “The invite literally said ‘outdoor walk’. And you could tell by the pictures it’s a walking trail!”

“Yeah yeah, I didn’t read it-“

“Or look at the pictures apparently.”

He shot her a quick playful glare. The shivers increased with a gust of wind whipping against them.

“Alright we get it, I didn’t read it all like you do. Do you always read fine print?”

She rolled her eyes back at him, “I read all the important information. Where is everyone else? Are we the only two who showed?”

As though on cue the rest of the friends gathered around them. He thanked them silently when they blocked the wind, affording him some peace from shivering. After greetings were all passed around, they moved to the ticket booth.

Once through the line and turnstiles, he found himself looking for her. Not even the whole group, just her. He asked a few from the group if they saw her and while they did, they didn’t know where she went. Before he could look over the crowd once more, his own friends swept him off down the trail. Cliques formed rather quickly. Ones that would undoubtedly stay the same the entire night with some intermingling.

When he heard his name called, he stopped and spun left, then right until her saw her coming towards him once again. Two cups occupied her hands.

“Here. It’s the biggest size they had. You’ll have to just sip on it to last the whole trail. There isn’t another drink shack till the end of the trail, which would be this one because it loops around.”

He couldn’t tell if the red in her cheeks came from the cold or a blush. She only rambled on with pointless information when she was nervous. Did he make her nervous? He didn’t dwell on it too long. Instead taking the medium sized cup she held out to him.

“Thanks. You didn’t have to-“

“I wanted to. It makes me happy caring for people.” One of her shoulders lifted in a one sided shrug. He smiled down at her. Hugging the cup close to his chest they turned down the path.

Sometime through the walk they became separated from the rest of the group. Although the hot chocolate was long gone, the warmth still spread through his body. Also somehow, her scarf ended up around his neck.

They stopped off the edge of the ended trail, faithfully back at the beginning. A small gazebo sheltered them from both the wind and other people. Her eyes fixed above him widening slightly. He followed her gaze, his heart beating wildly in his chest: Mistletoe. Plain as day above them. He looked back down at her.

“Well,” she chuckled nervously, “look at that.” She avoided his gaze.

A daring smirk crossed his face. He untucked a hand from his jacket pocket and curled a finger under her chin. Her head lifted with little effort. Dipping low, he drew close to her face. Just a few inches from her lips.

“Your move,” he whispered. Her half-lidded eyes stared at him for just a moment before closing the gap. He swallowed a gasp when her freezing cold lips crashed against his own frozen mouth. Warmth crept into the kiss, allowing their lips to move against one another.

He vaguely felt her gloved hand plunge into his hood to cup the back of his neck. A low guttural groan escaped his throat when her fingers caught and tugged his hair. Her lips curved into a smirk within the kiss. She gave another gentle tug at his hair. Rewarded with yet another groan deep in his throat.

He pulled back, eyes boring into her own. “Keep that up and I’ll absolutely fucking ruin you.”

Another smirk crossed her face, “My place or yours?”

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She had on too many layers. A mental growl ruminated within him. His chilled fingers moved sluggish as he tried to tear each piece of clothing off her. Not fast enough. He fisted her jacket in big handfuls and yanked it off her arms. Her arms slinked around his neck. Bare fingers toying with the ends of his hair. Heat rushed through his stomach. Fuck.

“Off. Now.” He growled. Her eyes sparkled a dangerous glint. A smirk curved her lips. Before he could command her again, she tugged. His head tipped back. The moan vibrated in his chest, hips bucking slightly.

“Please,” He whimpered. Instead of releasing her grip she pulled harder. Heavy breathes heaved his chest, filling his lungs with charged air. Her lips attached to his bared throat. A thick swallow bobbed his Adam’s apple.

She caressed the soft skin where is neck met his shoulder. Tongue swirling back and forth, and then in circles. Her lips pressed hard into the abused spot creating a seal when she sucked. His hips bucked against her. Not enough friction. In a fatal mistake her gripped loosened. Lost in her attempt to mark him.

Finally free he wrapped his own hand in her hair. A satisfying pop rang out as she detached from his neck. Guiding her back he pinned her against the wall in the entryway.

“Think you have control, hmm?”

Her eyes blazed up at him. “Seems like I did.”

Before her hand could grapple his hair again, he pinned it above her head. “Not for long, baby girl. Now, take. Your. Shirt. Off.” With each word he inched closer to her face. She whimpered pushing her hips into his leg. He released the hold he had on her. Quickly she pulled the shirt off and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts heaved up and each with her breath she took.

He forced her back to arch off the wall when he slid his hand behind her to unsnap the bra. The fabric fell down her arms and her plump breasts bounced when released from their confines.

“Fuck,” he muttered. Though his place was warm, it was cooler than the heat of her body, causing her nipples to harden. He slithered a hand up her torso and rolled her left nipple with the pad of his thumb. She sucked in a deep breath. His free hand braced himself against the wall behind her and he leaned forward to capture her nipple in his mouth. She panted above him.

His hand cupped her breast, lifting it higher. His tongue pressed flat against her while he sucked. He began to swirl his tongue around in circles.

“Bite.” She breathed, panted, barely audible. He did and she cried out, pushing her hips hard into his leg. While keeping it clenched gently between his teeth, he pulled back, stretching her nipple out and releasing it. Her breast bobbed once free. Coming back up to face her, he kissed her deeply.

He’d shed his jacket earlier but now, while keeping her in a kiss, his hands fumbled with the hem of his shirt. Breaking away just enough he pulled his shirt over his head and swooped back to retake her mouth. Her skin felt like fire against his own. Warm and beginning to slick with sweat.

She pulled her head back and he too pulled away. Their eyes locked. A dark fire of desire clouded her half lidded eyes. “Fuck me.”

Nimble and now warmed fingers fumbled with his belt. She undid it and worked quick on his jeans. As soon as the zipper slid down he pushed at his jeans and boxers. By the time he stepped out of them, her own pants and panties were gone too.

Fuck. His eyes drug up and down her body. Each inch of skin better than the last. Her hips held such a gentle feminine curve. Perfectly proportioned to her ample breasts. His trance broke when she shuffled to her knees in front of him.

A sharp inhale shook his chest as her mouth slid his length into her throat. A moan of disappointment echoed across the room when she pulled off nearly instantly and laid back on to the carpet, legs spread, slick glistening in the light.

Fuck, not even patient enough to fuck in his bed. He dropped to his knees. With his hand lazily stroking himself, he leaned forward to press his tongue to her clit.

Her hand shot out and fisted his hair. He froze, at her mercy. He panted like a dog. Watching her with glazed eyes. Goddamn it, she learned fast how to control him.

“Fuck. Me.” Each word was pointed. Once the grip on his hair slackened, he obediently shuffled forward. Rocking back he took his length and swiped it a few times up and down her slit. Once slick, he pushed his tip between her folds and into her. He inhaled sharply while she moaned. Deeper he sank until he fully seated himself in her.

He held steady, relishing the warmth and feel of her. His trance broke when her hips rolled. Instinctively he rolled his own. A soft moan graced his ears and he repeated the action. His heart sped up with each little noise that came from her.

He leaned back and readjusted his knees. Hands wrapping around her thighs, laying them over his hips. He thrust hard into her. The bite of cold which held him so tightly earlier replaced with a burning heat. Her burning heat. It warmed him. Sweat began to bead on his body.

His pace faltered when she launched upwards. Her arms snaked around his should and he fell forwards as she fell back against the floor again. A dull burn radiated from his palm as it slammed hard into the carpet. He paid no mind to it. Lost in the kiss she pulled him into.

Faster than his mind could process, he was on his back. She straddled him, knees on either side of his hips. She sat, pressing his cock between her slick folds and his stomach. Her head lolled forward, eyes closed. Each breath hitched when she rolled her hips back, bumping her clit with the tip of his cock.

“Please…” he whimpered. His hips rolled when her came forward, aching to slip back in her. She didn’t heed his plea.

“Baby please..” he cried again. Her glazed gaze met his own staring down at him and ceasing all movement. A fire erupted behind her eyes. With one perfect motion, her hips rolled back and once again he sank all the way into her. His hands came up and gripped her hips. He helped guide her movements. And then down. Back and forth.

Leaning back her pace quickened. The telltale clench in his stomach grew. Fuck. She didn’t slow down. Fuck.

Without hardly breaking pace, she leaned forward and gripped a handful of his hair and pulled. The build up snapped in that instant. Even as he came she didn’t stop. Moving up and down over his cock, milking him. His fingers pressed hard into her hips no doubt leaving red prints in their wake.

He sucked in a breath as she pulled herself off him and released his hair. She lay next to him on the floor. Propping himself on his elbow he kissed her gently.

“As much as this is comfy, I’m sure the bed would be better.” His palm began to burn as the adrenaline filtered out of him. The carpet would not be as comfortable as his sheets. Especially now she’ll be in them too.

“Mm, I agree.”

He helped her stand and they ambled to his bed. Holding her close beneath the comforter her heat seeped deeper into him, lulling him into a peaceful sleep.

#smut #original character #christmas #winter #mistletoe #friends to lovers

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crownoflillies1 · 9 months

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This is very important to learn!!!

Writing Tips

Punctuating Dialogue

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➸ “This is a sentence.”

➸ “This is a sentence with a dialogue tag at the end,” she said.

➸ “This,” he said, “is a sentence split by a dialogue tag.”

➸ “This is a sentence,” she said. “This is a new sentence. New sentences are capitalized.”

➸ “This is a sentence followed by an action.” He stood. “They are separate sentences because he did not speak by standing.”

➸ She said, “Use a comma to introduce dialogue. The quote is capitalized when the dialogue tag is at the beginning.”

➸ “Use a comma when a dialogue tag follows a quote,” he said.

“Unless there is a question mark?” she asked.

“Or an exclamation point!” he answered. “The dialogue tag still remains uncapitalized because it’s not truly the end of the sentence.”

➸ “Periods and commas should be inside closing quotations.”

➸ “Hey!” she shouted, “Sometimes exclamation points are inside quotations.”

However, if it’s not dialogue exclamation points can also be “outside”!

➸ “Does this apply to question marks too?” he asked.

If it’s not dialogue, can question marks be “outside”? (Yes, they can.)

➸ “This applies to dashes too. Inside quotations dashes typically express—“

“Interruption” — but there are situations dashes may be outside.

➸ “You’ll notice that exclamation marks, question marks, and dashes do not have a comma after them. Ellipses don’t have a comma after them either…” she said.

➸ “My teacher said, ‘Use single quotation marks when quoting within dialogue.’”

➸ “Use paragraph breaks to indicate a new speaker,” he said.

“The readers will know it’s someone else speaking.”

➸ “If it’s the same speaker but different paragraph, keep the closing quotation off.

“This shows it’s the same character continuing to speak.”

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crownoflillies1 · 10 months

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For Your Pleasure - Part 2: Hidden

Pairing: unnamed male/female

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: A stop on a road trip takes a turn.

Tags: 18+, semi-public sex, light dom, praise, car sex

Why did this state have so many potholes? One could hardly go half a mile without bouncing through six of them. Some were so deep her heart clenched with worry the tire might pop. Her lips mushed into a tight line as they bounced through another one. Under her tight pencil skirt her thighs slid together, shimmying her hips back and forth in the seat. She had to go so bad.

“How much longer?” She tilted her head to glance at him, relaxed in the driver seat.

He didn’t answer right away, pondering how long ago he saw the sign. “I’m not really sure, darling. Maybe 5 minutes? It did say it was 10 miles.”

A strained groan fell from her lips. She cursed herself within her head for not accepting the last rest stop they passed. Just a few minutes longer then she can run into the bathroom. Until then, she resigned herself to rubbing her thighs together.

The rest stop exit crept up on them faster than she expected and a silent thank you went up to whoever watched over this earth. He gently pulled the suv into a space on the side of the building. A small enclosed snack bar full of vending machines butted against the restroom building, hiding them from both other vehicles and the highway. Before he had the car fully in park she was out and running inside.

A small smirk pulled at his lips as she walked back to the suv. While she tended to herself he exited the vehicle and leaned against it, bathing him in the red light of the setting sun. The smirk along with his leaning against the vehicle developed a warm spot in her stomach, spreading deliciously down.

When she came within arms reach he reached out and wrapped them around her waist, pulling her close to his body. He pressed gentle kisses to her cheeks before planting one on her lips.

“You have no idea how good you look in the sunlight.” He said, voice low. Hands roamed down her body cupping the supple flesh of her butt. He hummed low in his throat. “And in a skirt, especially a tight one like this. Why wear a such a tight skirt for a road trip?”

A blaze of heat filled her cheeks. Oh, she knew she was redder than the sunset. “It’s new, I just wanted the excuse to wear it. I couldn’t wait until we went to a nice dinner during our vacation to wear it.”

“Is that right?” Fingers continued to massage her buttocks, riding the tight skirt higher on her frame. Goosebumps washed over her thighs and butt when the skirt rose high enough for a breeze of air to hit her bare cheeks.

“Babe!” She hissed, a grin stretching her lips. A battle over her skirt ensued, him winning. She giggled. Another kiss placated her into allowing him to lead her to the back of the suv. One hand released her and pushed the button for the automatic hatch to open.

“Sit.” He commanded.

“Why-“

“Sit. Your. Ass. Down.” The red sunlight covered his face, adding another layer to his fiery look. She sat. “Good girl.” He snickered. He leaned forward to press his hand to the top of the suv frame and balance his weight. Her own weight rested on her hands splayed behind her.

Warm fingers trailed up the inside of her leg, to her thigh, and finally under her skirt. She gazed down, peering at the outline of his hand in her skirt. Her hips rutted up when he ghosted across her thong covered clit. A smirk formed again on his face.

The thong fabric was thin, perfect for hiding panty lines when wearing the skirt, but also to feel each movement he made. First he brushed his knuckles up and down, up then down. Right where her clit sat, nestled under her thong and between her folds . Her lungs filled with air and released it with a quiet moan.

“You like that?” A nod was all she could muster. His fingers stopped their rubbing. She pouted silently. His middle finger hooked onto her thong and pulled it to the side. The same finger dipped down, parting her folds and sliding into her growing slick. The tip of his finger prodded at her entrance, circling it, coating his finger in her wetness. Once satisfied, he dragged it up in between her folds and encased her clit with his finger, slathering it to move unhindered between his fingers.

Rapid breaths filled the space between them. Small moans and whimpers fell from her parted lips. The sun created a blaze of light which blinded her so she closed her eyelids. She could hear his own breaths increasing while his fingers rolled her clit. Each little tug he made sent delicious waves of heat up her stomach, building into that tight coil of ecstasy.

“Such a pretty girl.” He praised. Oh how that added to that coil! A whine of displeasure rolled in her throat when he pulled away. “Lay back, lift your hips.”

Her self dignity went out the window. She laid back against the floor. It was large enough to give ample room for her to maneuver herself down, and her hips up. His hands pushed at the skirt until it gave way and gathered bunched up at the widest part of her hips. She shivered at the touch of the cool breeze on her exposed body.

He shuffled downward and kneeled on the ground with one knee. Her hips rested on his forearms which snaked under them to keep them lifted. His head lowered just above her clit. Slowly his eyes blinked and he looked up at her. A smile spread wide on his lips.

A sharp inhale of breath broke the tension. The flat surface of his tongue swiped hard on her clit, licking up. He then flicked it with the tip of his tongue. Mercilessly he rolled it around slathering it with spit. He closed his lips around it sucking softly.

“Oh, yes, fuck,” she moaned. The soft back of the floor tousled her hair when she laid back fully. While his lips stayed closed around her clit, his tongue continued to assault it in flicks and rolls. His fingers rubbed circles on her skin above her skirt. With a loud pop he broke free of her. Before she could miss his touch he flattened his tongue against it again. He licked at it like a cat drinking milk.

“God darling, I can’t get enough of you. Look how wet you’re getting. You got dribbles all over the place, and your pretty little clit. Fuck baby I could bite it.” His voice dropped low, mumbling against her as he kissed her wet folds. One arm unwrapped her thigh. He stretched his arm and told hold of her breast.

“You can,” a pathetic whimper escaped her.

“Oh can I? Want me to bite your clit then suck the pain away?”

“Yes,” she whimpered. A pleasure jolt of pain raced through her body. His teeth bit gently into the flesh before releasing it and sucking the pain away into ecstasy. Three times he bit and sucked before he returned his tongue to rolling around it. Each bite added one more tighten to the coil deep in her stomach.

He released her breast only to bring that hand to her slick cunt. A finger slid into her. Only to the first knuckle. The intrusion was enough to tighten that coil almost all the way before breaking.

“Oh don’t stop, suck, suck it. I’m gonna cum. Please I’m so close.” Her hands found his hair and gripped handfuls of it hard. The pace of his sucks increased. His tongue drove harder circles and the tip of his finger massaged the area it occupied.

The coil exploded. White hot pleasure rippled through her body. His hips thrust up in his mouth, gyrating against his tongue and lips desperate to elongate her orgasm. She twitched while coming down from her high. Her hands pulled at his hair trying to tear him off her clit. His licks were too much now and overstimulated her. Thankfully he obeyed.

“Roll over, on your knees, ass up.”

“But someone-,”

“Now baby girl. No one can see us. Even if they could I wouldn’t care. I’m gonna fuck you until you see stars baby girl. On. Your. Knees.”

She knew he was right and rolled over. Her chest pressed into the floor of suv and she arched her ass up. Her eyes closed listening to him undo his pants and shimmy them down his thighs. She jumped when his hand smacked her ass and then the other cheek. He leaned over her, lips close to her ear, his hard cock pressed against her ass.

“You’re such a good girl for me. You want this?”

She nodded.

“Use your words.”

“I want you. Please.”

She didn’t need to say it twice. He leaned back and plunged his cock to the hilt into her. Her slick and cum mixture enough for him to glide in effortlessly. A quiet groan fell from his lips.

“Even after I made you cum on my tongue you’re still so tight. I can’t get enough of your pussy.” He drew back slowly having her feel each inch slide back out before slamming forward again. Over and over he kept this snails pace. Her body ached for more.

“Faster.”

“What was that?” He stilled in her, buried again to the hilt.

“Faster. Fuck me. Please fuck me.” She could hear the smirk on his lips.

“Of course baby girl,” a snap of his hips sent his cock drilling in and out of her. Sounds of wet slaps echoed in the suv. She moaned loud. The delicious sting of him bottoming out washed over her with each thrust.

His hand reached forward and wrapped around her neck. He pulled it back, lifting her head off the floor. Small gasps fell from her each time he thrust forward, pushing her throat into his hand. His other had reached down and yanked at the thong. He twisted his fingers in the thin fabric using it as a handle to pull her hips back into him.

The coil began to tighten again in her stomach. The pull of her thong forced the edge of it to rub against her clit. It sawed back and forth with the rocking motion.

“Such a pretty girl. Such a pretty pussy. Fuck darling you’re addictive.” His words didn’t help the ball and instead tightened it harder. Much to her dismay his thrusts slowed to a halt. He released her neck. Her head dropped back down. With his cock still in her, he repositioned so one knee rested on the step plate of the suv.

The new position allowed his cock to drive deeper. She moaned at the feeling of his tip pressed so hard in her. He spurred her on by making shallow thrusts, rutting his tip back and forth in that deep spot. The now free hand kept busy by smacking her ass until it glowed as red as the setting sun. Impatience took hold of him and soon his hips moved again hammering away. While keeping a hold on her thong he leaned down and over her back.

His panting brushed against her ear. Hot and heavy puffs made some strands of hair sway against her neck. In any other circumstance it would’ve tickled.

Desperate to build that coil deep in her, she rocked her hips back and forth in time with his thrusts. Doing so kept the taut fabric sawing against her clit.

A deep rumble way off in the distance brought her head down out of the clouds a bit. It grew closer and she could hear the semi pulling into a truck spot on the other side of the wall they were fucking behind.

“Isn’t the thrill of getting caught part of the fun?” His voice pulled her back into the heat of their rut. She agreed, the thought of it broke the coil prematurely in her stomach. Even faster she rocked her hips forcing a higher orgasm out of her.

“Fuck!” He growled. She knew she clenched down hard during her orgasm causing a tighter hold on him. He didn’t even need to tell her he was cumming. A few more completely erratic thrusts and he stilled. His hips pressed hard into her ass cheeks. His balls slapped one more time before resting against her slit. Oh how she loved feeling his balls on her. His cock pulsed four times inside her signaling his cum emptied in her.

Still panting he pressed a kiss to her neck right below her ear. With a grunt he slid out and let go of her thong. She looked behind her and his cock glistened in the last shreds of sun and the newly light street lights, coated in her slick and both their cum. She stayed in the same spot watching him pull up his pants. A yelp in shock split the silence when he slapped her bare and red ass cheek.

“We should get going, we have two more hours ahead of us.”

Her thong was sticky and wet so she pulled it off and dropped it on the floor. The tight skirt still bunched up made it easy to hop off the back. He shut the hatch door while she pulled her skirt back into place. Once seated in the car he backed them out and put them back on the highway.

“What’s wrong?” He asked when she sighed.

“I’m getting cum all over my skirt.” She puffed, feeling it slid out of her and drop on the inside of her skirt.

“Good thing the hotel has a laundry room.” She smiled. Yes, it was a good thing. Even if it didn’t, she wouldn’t have changed a thing.

#smut #shamless #i wrote this #fanfic #self insert #x reader #cars

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crownoflillies1 · 11 months

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For Your Pleasure - Part 1: Breathless

Pairing: m/f both nameless

Word count: 908

Summary: This is part one of a collection of smut and erotica stories I’ll write. Most will be nameless so anyone can insert themselves.

Tags/ warnings: 18+ this is pure smut and filth!! ❤️

"Fuck" he whispered against her ear, his hips snapped against hers, burying deep in her. His right hand grasped her own right hand and pinned it above her head. The other wrapped around her waist. Just above the curve of her ass, drawing her higher in the air, closer to him,allowing his cock to slide deeper.

She groaned then gasped, her free hand dragged those fragile nails down his back, leaving more raised lines along the ones from earlier in the night. His subconscious warned him they would hurt tomorrow at work, but he couldn't care less about it now. Not while she writhed under his grasp. Her body tried to roll her hips down, away from him. He wouldn't let them, fingertips digging into the soft flesh of her hip. Bruises would no doubt pepper her skin in the shapes of his fingers tomorrow. God, her body bruised like a peach. He loved and hated it; loved knowing his marks tainted her, hidden beneath her clothes while he watched her at work. A throb pulsed down his length still sliding into her.

Warm lips pressed to his neck, working the skin into her mouth, sucking, hoping to leave a red spot. A quiet groan built in his throat. It slithered into the air and he ducked to nuzzle the connection of her neck and shoulder, desperate to muffle his noises. Her warm, slick cunt clenched around him. Almost, almost pushed him over the edge. No. He ground his teeth together. Panting through his nose wafting hot puffs across her skin. Wait, please let him enjoy this a little longer.

Pulling back, he forced her to wrench her lips away from his neck. Their eyes locked. His pace slowed. Rough, deep thrusts, hitting her deepest spot. The way she loved getting her cervix pounded sent heat through his stomach. Along with her gasping breathes.

"Yes, there, please, don't stop," She begged. How could he refuse her? No matter how many times, how many nights he slid into her, he couldn't refuse. Releasing her trapped hand, he stabilized himself by planting his now free hand on the bed right beside her head. He repositioned once more, allowing his thumb to brush her cheek and the side of his palm pressed to the bed. Ungodly slaps filled the room. His cock pistoned in and out, careful to never change his angle.

"You feel those little electric sparks?" He rasped to her, voice a hushed sigh. She always mentioned them when they weren't fucking, how much she loved feeling them, and how good he made them zap up her stomach and spine almost every time he pushed her cervix with the tip of his cock. She nodded, eyelids sliding shut. Not on his watch. He slammed his cock hard into her, forcing a strangled gasp from her throat.

"Keep you eyes open baby girl, tell me, do you feel it?" Those last four words he punctuated with a hard deep thrust each time he spoke.

"Yeah," she breathed.

"Good," he whispered, lowering his head, his breath tickling across her lips. His thrusts fell back into the ever perfect rhythm. The pink tip of a tongue poked out between his own parted lips. Ever so easy his tongue traced up her top lip, dipping down and back up around her cupids bow. Her breath raced, puffing against his exposed tongue, drying what little saliva coated it. With one wide swipe he traced her lower lip before finally capturing her whole mouth in a kiss.

The pace of his cock faltered. His mind couldn't keep up with the two actions. Her lips caught him in a blaze. A fire filled his chest, the warmth of her dry lips working against his own. Static raced up and down his left arm, still wrapped around her waist. He slid his arm away and let her drop to the bed. A motion which allowed his cock to slip out of her warm embrace.

No move made to reenter her crossed his mind. Instead, he concentrated on forcing his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue fought against his own. A low growl simmered deep in his chest. Fed up with her defiance he sat up and back on his knees. One hand guided his cum desperate cock back into her begging cunt. He thrusts reckless into her.

"I'm gonna cum," he groans.

"Cum, baby."

He kissed her once again. "Where?"

"Inside again."

Nothing could hold him back. His balls tightened hard, almost painfully before cum rushed up his cock and emptied into her. Shallow thrusts help milk him until his orgasm subsided. Panting filled the room, each of them hearing their own racing hearts in their ears. He slides out falling hard beside her on the bed. She rolls over and lays her head on his heaving chest. He leans down and pressed his lips into her hair.

"You're incredible as always," he chuckles. She echos his own chuckle with one.

"As are you." She tilted her head up to look at him. "As much as I want to go one more time, we do have to sleep for work."

"You're right," he agreed. They both smiled at each other before kissing one last time. Her breathing slowed before his own giving her away she fell asleep. Without disturbing her, he pulled the sheet over their naked bodies, closing his eyes to sleep alongside her too.

#smut #plot what plot #shamless #for fun #oh lord #hehehe

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