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⊹ ࣪ ˖ Day Two , Dry Humping ⭑.ᐟ

༉‧₊˚🕯KINKTOBER '24 ❀༉‧₊˚.

CONTENTS INCLUDE : SMUTTT (it's like..really filthy), mentions of violence and sex, stripper!reader, afab!reader, dry humping/lap dance, mafia!matt, takes place in a club, semi public sex, p in v sex, doggystyle, oral (fem!receiving), protected sex (i'm so proud), dirty talk, the d-word, breeding kink makes an apperance at the end

NOTES : i tried to lock in and work on this for u guys...and um, it's a doozy 😮‍💨 thanks so much for the love on my spencer fic, pretty sure it's the most notes on smth i've written so um, thank you! fic inspired by @pearlzier bot (linked here!) hope u enjoy! xx

The music was pumping at Still Bumping, the club in which Matt Sturniolo and his brothers used as a front for their rather...unconventional business. Every Friday, one of the triplets would stop by and make sure everything was running smoothly. One of the perks for Matt however, was testing out the talent.

Everyone knew that Matt had railed most of the strippers here, except, you of course. You were the new hire, bright eyed and full of drive working a second job because being a waitress isn't paying like it used to. You were a huge hit with the usual degenerates that occupied the place, being able to transform from the girl next door to Playboy bunny with a subtle shift in your eyes and a convenient costume change.

So after dealing with someone who ran his mouth—let's just say he's sleeping with the fishes—, Matt sat in his usual booth with his men, wiping off the blood on his knuckles. The announcement of your arrival from the overhead speakers had the crowd going wild and Matt's electric blue eyes fixated on you the moment you strutted to the pole in the front of the room. Your smooth legs easily wrapped along the steel as you slowly gyrated your hips to the music, flipping your hair over your shoulder as you moved. The pieces of fabric that barely covered your body accentuated your curves perfectly. Matt couldn't take his eyes off of you, already addicted your enchanting, fluid movements.

He snapped his fingers, ushering over one of his men. "Get me a room with her." The man looked at the rest of his men, a knowing look shared between them. Matt rolled his eyes, gripping the man's collar as he stared him down. "Did I fucking stutter? I said a private performance with her, now."

You weren't surprised when your manager informed you of someone else requesting a private dance from you.

What you were surprised to see was Matthew Sturniolo of the infamous Sturniolo triplets mafia, sitting down in front of you with a smug look on his face. "Good evening, gorgeous." He purred, his smooth voice going straight between your thighs.

"Hello, Mr. Sturniolo. A little birdie told me you requested a private session." You said, walking up to him seductively, feeling a twinge of pride as his darkened eyes traveled down your body. "You'd be right about that, doll." You leaned down in front of him, manicured fingers grasping his chin.

"What can I do for you, sir?" The seductive murmur of those words made Matt swallow, his dress pants feeling more constricting as he forced himself to keep his eyes on your face. "A-A dance would be nice." He replied breathlessly, making you smirk. "You got it, handsome." Matt sucks in a sharp breath once you sit on his lap, the rolling of your hips feeling like pure sin.

You chuckled softly at his blown out stare, the way the previously suave man melted like butter the moment a pretty girl sat on his lap amusing you. "You can touch me you know." The words made his large hands move immediately to your ass, the coolness of his rings against your skin sending a shiver down your spine. "So fuckin' pretty, gorgeous.." He whispered into your ear, guiding your hips along his barely contained erection.

Matt moved his hips along to your pace, letting out a quiet growl at the whine that escaped your painted lips. "That feel good pretty girl?" You nodded, gripping his shoulders as the seam of his jeans deliciously rubbed against your clit. "If you want this dick, all you have to do is say the word, princess."

"P-Please, I want to feel you, sir." Within an instance, his lips were on yours, claiming your mouth as his. You quickly reciprocated, wrapping your legs tightly around him as he laid you back on the plush couch. "Fuckin' gorgeous, gonna make me lose my mind." Matt muttered under his breath, reaching behind you to untie your top.

Your eyes rolled back as his lips wrapped around your nipple, fingers weaving through his dark strands as he groaned. "P-Please, sir, don't tease..." Matt smiled, trailing his lips up your neck until they reached your lips once more. "Whatever you want, pretty girl." He murmured against your lips, reaching in between your legs to graze a finger along your clit. "Well, what I want is for you to take those pants off." You said, teeth grazing his ear as you whispered.

Matt chuckled and kissed along your neck, the unmistakable sound of a belt falling to the floor ringing in your ears. "Impatient, aren't we?" The tiny bikini bottoms you wore fell to the floor along with his dress pants, leaving you completely bare and Matt in his boxers. He groaned softly at the sight of you laid out in front of him, blue eyes watchful as he took all of you in. "Not even wearing underwear?" He tsked, slapping your ass as you moved on all fours. "What a slut."

The slight degrading made your bud pulse as you shook your ass back at him. "Your slut." You corrected as Matt chuckled, moving to kiss where he slapped. "So gorgeous.." He whispered, more to himself than to you, before tentatively licking at your pussy. "More," you moaned, moving your ass back to his face. He complied, broader, slower licks of his tongue making your toes curl. Matt sucked on your clit rapidly, drawing out a long moan from you. But just as you felt yourself reaching your peak, he pulled away.

"Only time you'll be cumming is on this dick, baby," He muttered, licking your slick off his lips as he reached in his wallet for a condom. Matt used the precum dripping from his tip as lube, rolling the condom on before looking to you. "You sure you want this?" He asked, hand gently rubbing your back. "Yes. Please, I need you...daddy."

The hushed word falling from your lips gave him the nerve to slide inside of you, loud moans from both of you creating a harmony of pleasure. "God damm, sweetheart....pussy's squeezing me so fuckin' tight." Matt gritted out, slowly withdrawing, before entering again with an added 'omph'. "Fuckk, Matt, more, need it," you whined pitfully. He carefully increased his pace, the sounds of skin slapping filling the room along with your moans.

Matt's large, calloused hands gripped your hips tightly, pulling you back on his dick with every slam. "That what you wanted, hm? Wanted to take all of this dick?" You cried into the couch, his name falling from your lips repeatedly. "Yes, Matt, 'm gonna cum-"

"That's right, sweetheart, cum f'me.." Matt continued to plow into you relentlessly, the feeling of his thick head hitting your g-spot sending you reeling. "'S too good, too good, Daddy, fuckkkk-" you babbled, trying to move away before he pulled you in by your hips. "Fuck you runnin' from, baby? Daddy's dick too much for ya?" He whispered into your ear, smacking your ass.

When all he got in response was another whine, Matt chuckled mockingly. "Damn, babe. Daddy fucking you dumb?" You nodded your head, your release picking back up as he reached in between your legs to rub at your swollen clit. "Go ahead and cum again, be a good little slut f'me and fuckin' soak this cock.." You whined a mix of words as you came again, your mind only filled with him as your legs shook. It wasn't long before Matt reached his peak as well, thrusting into you a few times before groaning.

Your mind was still hazy from that last orgasm, but you could vaguely hear Matt's voice, whispering to himself, "No girl of mine is gonna be working here. Gonna take ya home, and fill you up with my babies."

final words: i'm sorry this took so long 😭 life was being a pain in the butt when i was trying to write. i'm toying with the idea of doing a rafe fic guys....lemme know if anyone wants that lol