˓ˏ✶ˋ˒ SMUT!! 18+ only please! public sex , oral (reader receiving) , piv , use of petname pup , intentional lowercase
the moon put a perfect spotlight on the two of you, illuminating the small space on the beach where the two of you spun around. your head on his chest and his hands on your hips. he sang a soft melody in your ear. his voice combined with the sound of the waves crashing set the mood for the night. "i love you" your movements paused, your head lifted up to look at him. a smile slowly appeared on your face.
"what?"
"i. love. you." he kissed your forehead after every word, emphasizing just how true it was. your heart swelled. nothing could destroy the pure joy you feel right now. he grabbed your hand from his neck, using it to spin you around and guide your over to the old, wooden picnic table. a soft red and white tablecloth covered it. a small meal of sandwiches, fruit and wine laid on top near two fake led candles.
he sat across from you, the perfect spot to stare into your eyes and feed you grapes like it was a cheesy rom-com. you felt his eyes on you as you ate the assorted fruits prepared for you. you looked up at him through your eyelashes. he looked like a starving wolf who just found an innocent bunny. you felt so small under him, so weak. you quickly wrapped up the rest (basically all) of the food and shoved it back inside the basket, setting it on the ground next to the table. he looked at you confused, wondering if you had hated what he prepared. you stood up, staring at him as you walked to his side of the table. you sat next to him, placing your hand on his thigh, slowly inching it higher and higher, trying to get a reaction out of him. his whole body stiffened up.
"wh- um.. what are you doing?!"
you rested your hand on his bulge, gently squeezing. your lip brushed against his ear, "i need you.." you whispered. he turned his head, his hand moving to hold the side of your face, his lips hovered near yours. the feeling of his breath sent shivers down your spine. you closed the distance between the two of you, tangling your fingers in his hair.
"get on the table." he mumbled against your lips. you nodded as you moved up there, sitting directly in-front of him. he slowly undid the buttons on your shirt. taking as long as he could, knowing how much it tortured you. "please hurry!" he chuckled at your impatience. he pushed you back to where you were laying down. his hands went to the sides of your bikini, undoing the knots and tossing it on top of the basket. he drooled as he stared at you, all of you. you looked like an angel to him. the moon shining down onto you as you gave him a shy smile. being exposed like this always made you nervous. "give me your hand, okay?" he was always so caring and gentle with you.
his free hand moved down to your core, his thumb resting directly over your clit, almost giving you what you needed. "please.." you whined, "need it so bad.." he finally gave in to you, pressing his thumb down harshly, moving it in small, slow circles. a soft moan escaped from your throat. the pleasure of finally getting what you needed taking over your whole body. "more.. need more!" he happily obliged, pushing two fingers into you as he continued his torture on your clit.
"that feel good, pup?" you nodded, small sounds that resembled a 'yes' followed. "use your words."
"yesyesyes!! yes, god yes!" your thighs tried closing. he released your hand, bringing it down to force them open. the sight of you getting closer and closer to reaching your orgasm was so mesmerizing to him. he felt like he was watching the most beautiful film to ever be made.
your hands went up to cover your mouth as you came, fearing people in the nearby hotel might hear the two of you. when it was all over you let out a heavy breath. he pulled his fingers out of you bringing them to his lips and licking them clean. he released them with a 'pop'. deciding he wanted something in return, he stood up, taking off his swim trunks and tank top, tossing them near your bikini bottoms. he crawled on top of you, grabbing your thighs and wrapping your legs around his hips. he lined up his dick with your aching hole. pushing in, he let out a deep groan. he didn't move, wanting you to adjust. his thrusts started slow, gaining speed with every few seconds. his hand rested on your stomach, inching up to your throat. he wrapped his fingers around it and gently squeezed. he threw his head back, soft grunts and groans falling from his lips.
just as he was getting a good pace, he heard a quiet laugh in the distance. he paused, listening closely. when he realized people were coming he quickly pulled out. a sad whine came from you, confused on why he stopped. you sat up on your elbows, trying to see what he was doing. "what's going on?" he tossed your shirt and bottoms to you, "get dressed, like now. people are coming over this way. we can finish in the room, yeah?"
Sempre esqueço que vc é br toda vez que aparece um post seu falando português na minha tl eu levo um susto 😭
vc me vendo rogar praga no relacionamento das minhas ex mds q mycoooo mas fico feliz de saber q tenho público brasileiro queria dar uma beijoca em cada um de vcs meus cheiros 🚬
