the lights in your bedroom are low, warm toned and all around cosy. greedy hands run up and down your sides, pulling you impossibly close, even when you’re as close as you can be and beneath you is your boyfriend. chest flushed, hair sticking in different ways, lips swollen and the sight of him is sinful.
“baby,” he sighs, finally placing his hands back on your hips. “baby, cmon, don’t tease me right— fuck” a guttural groan cuts through the peace when you rock your hips down just right, cunt grinding on his cock. “honey”
“shh, y’look so pretty like this, so strong yet so needy for more.” you cooed, trailing your nails up and down his chest. the action makes his breath stutter and abs clench beneath your touch.
wetness pools between your thighs, each slow torturous grind has your panties soaking more and more, but you won’t give in yet, and his eyes dart between looking down and back up to your face. his one light grey sweatpants are now darker, a subtle mixture of you and him. “feels good, baby?”
he can’t look away, can’t tear his eyes away from your cunt, his hands grip your hips tighter and his breath comes out shaky, shallow and sharp around the edges. he needs to feel you against him, needs to feel without the lace covering you.
one of his thumbs hook around the thin strap, and you whine out softly at the way his hips jerk up beneath you. “off, take them off,” he groans, other hand pawing at your hip restlessly. “take them off, please, baby.”
so you do. wordlessly climbing off his lap, stumbling a little as you slide them down your legs, kicking them away from you. all the while he hastily pulls down his sweats, throwing them somewhere, along with his boxers and the sight that greets you is beautiful.
his cock, hard and heavy, the tip angry red, leaking with pre has your mouth watering and cunt fluttering around nothing as you once again wordlessly climb back onto his lap. the second you grind your bare xunt down onto his cock, he inhales sharply at the contact and shamelessly whines once his hands find purchase on your sides again. “feels so much better, hm?” he smiles lazily.
leaning down more, hands pressed against his chest comfortably, you smirk slyly and press soft kisses to his jaw and up to his chin. his hands still guiding your hips, rubbing your pussy back and forth against his cock, the sticky mess between you both getting worse. “you gonna cum like this?” you mutter between kisses, nails sinking into his chest.
“yeah,” he groans beneath you, fingertips tracing up and down your spine. “if you keep rubbing that pretty pussy on my cock like that, yeah, m’gonna cum like some stupid teenager.”
you moved your hips faster the longer you littered more kisses over his chin, across his jaw and down to his neck. now and again the head of his cock would catch your clit just right and have you both moaning and whining against each other. “fuck, oh my god, baby” you mouthed at his skin, biting and sucking.
“yeah, keep going,” he hisses into your shoulder, hips jerking once more in movement with your hips, the warm feeling of your cunt continuously moving back and forth against his hard length left him reeling. “good girl, keep doing that, keep rubbing yourself against my cock.”
the sounds of groaning and moaning echo the room, your hand stays pressed to his hard chest, body shining with sweat and his hands, ever so careful, rest on your thighs as you grind up and down his cock with vigor. “m’gonna cum,” you pant, thighs trembling on either side of his hips.
“me too, baby, just a little more, you can wait, yeah?”
“can’t, need to cum,” you shake your head, back arching when his hands cup your tits, squeezing and pinching your hard nipples. “honey, please, let me come, please!”
“fuck, shit, okay, yeah, whenever you want.” he nods, hooded eyes watching the way your cunt slides against his cock, your wetness coating him even more. “c’mon, baby, come for me, yeah?”
he groans deep into your mouth when you capture his lips in a bruising kiss, hands moving from his chest to his shoulders, your movements sloppy. “with me” you whine against his lips, “come with me, please, please need you to come with—fuck!”
your orgasm ripped through you suddenly like a tidal wave, thighs clamping and tightening around his hips. “oh my fuck,” you gasp into his cheek, body trembling in his hold.
beneath you, he groans into your shoulder, hands gripping you to his body tighter, grinding his hips up against your cunt, the action causes you to switch and squirm. “did you— fuck, did you cum?”
laughing breathlessly, he nods. “what? you expect me to not come when i watch you come all over my cock just by rubbing yourself on it like that?” he huffed, tips of his fingers brushing across your back.
lifting your head slowly, you narrow your eyes and slowly look down. thick ropes of cum cover his stomach and you can’t stop the way you slowly crawl down his body, ignoring the way his eyes widen suddenly until your tongue slides up his chest, cum covering the muscle. “so good,” you murmur, sliding your tongue through more, keeping some in your mouth as you crawl back up to him.
“baby” he pants, pupils blown wide, lips parted in silent awe, letting you grip his jaw between your fingers and opening his mouth without hesitation or much of a fight.
leaning down, you simply open your mouth and spit the small pool on your tongue straight into his mouth, giggling at the way his hands squeeze your thighs again. “don’t you taste so good, baby? my favourite taste.”
