Summary: Shane discoverers you don't know how to kiss properly, so he decides he's gonna be the one that teaches you.
Warnings: age gap, reader is in her 20s, virgin!reader, brief make out, dry humping, fingering, dirty talk, first time sex, use of pet names, slut shaming, breeding kink, unprotected p in v, cuddling and smoking. Let me know if I missed one.
Note: I'm not good at writing smut, pls be nice.
Masterlist.
You woke up in your bed with a killer headache, you looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was super late.
You stood up and stepped out of your room and you heard movement from the kitchen.
"Shane?" You said and went into the kitchen; he was there, sitting at the table holding a bag of ice to his knuckles.
"Sweetheart...morning." He settled the ice down and stood up, walking toward you.
"How are you, babygirl? Do you remember anything from last night?" He asked and lifted his hand to caress your cheek.
You glared at him and nodded. "Of course I do. I remember, all of it."
He chuckled and nodded before pulling away.
"I bet, not easy to forget, right?" He sighed and sat down back on the chair.
"You're not still mad at me, are you?"
You looked at him for a moment and then shook your head.
"No...I'm not. Not entirely."
He nodded slowly and sighed. "Sorry, baby...you know how I am. I couldn't help it."
He watched as you stood there in the middle of the kitchen, looking as grumpy as ever, he bit the inside of his cheek trying to hold back a smile.
"Come here." He patted his lap, your eyes widened and your lips parted into a small gasp.
"Let me make it up to you, pretty girl" He patted his lap one more time, this time a little more harder.
You obliged and walked over to him, slowly lowering yourself onto his lap, he grunted satisfied and his big arms were already wrapped around you, pulling you tightly against his chest.
"Good girl..." He rumbled in your ear and nuzzled your neck, you almost melted there, your eyes closed and you tilted your head without thinking much, he hummed and pressed wet, little kisses on the side of your neck, his hand moved lower to your thighs, squeezing them harshly, you whined and he chuckled.
"Are you still mad at me, hm?" He said and God, he was so cocky, you hated the tone he was using.
"Yeah...I am." You breathed out and he hummed again.
"You sure? Like, sure sure?" He asked lowly and kept devouring your neck, his thumb hooked on the waistband of your sleep shorts and he started pulling them down.
"Shane—wait—" You gasped out but he shushed you, his mouth pressed against yours and he kissed you hungrily.
"Shh...don't worry...I'll take good care of you, baby...remember I told your dad that?" He whispered against your lips.
You tried to kiss him back, but it ended up clumsy and awkward, and of course he noticed.
"Shit, baby...don't tell me you don't—"
"Shut up!" You nudged him and brought your hands to your face to cover your embarrassed expression.
"Do you know how to kiss?" He asked bluntly and you tried to get up and walk away but he grabbed your and pinned you there.
"No, look at me, sweetheart." His tone was commanding and firm; he made you pull your hands away and look at him, but you still couldn't look him in the face completely.
"Come on...I'm not gonna be mean or laugh. You just gotta be honest with me, alright?"
He lifted his hand to caress your hair soothingly, you took a deep breath and nodded.
"I...um, I've kissed guys before...but just pecks, not like you did..."
He nodded, not stopping his movements on your hair, you took another deep breath and kept going.
"And...I've never had sex before..."
He sucked a breath in and nodded, this time his nod seemed almost stiff, like he was holding back.
"Okay...thank you for being honest, baby."
You stared at him, trying to figure out what his expression meant in this moment, was he disappointed?
"Do you wanna learn?" He asked lowly, almost like he was ashamed for asking.
"W-what?" He rolled his eyes in truly annoyance.
"Do you wanna learn how to kiss? Kiss a man, a real kiss, not just stupid pecks."
"Why are you talking to me like that? You're being mean."
You stood up from his lap and stepped back, he had to hold back the need of grabbing you and bringing you back down to him.
He leaned his elbows on his knees and rubbed his temples.
You kept going with your complaints and he suddenly stood up, cutting off whatever you were gonna say next.
"You're acting like you're mad at me for being a virgin. You told me I can trust you—"
"I'm not—fuck, I'm not mad at you, sweetheart. I could never be mad at you. I just—I can't believe I'm this lucky...you're perfect, it irritates me"
You stared at him in surprise, your eyes were wide but still sleepy and your cheeks blushed.
"I don't think I'm good for you, sweetheart...but I'm too selfish to care about that right now."
He then kissed you, hard, he didn't care you didn't know how to kiss, he just devoured your mouth fiercely before pulling back.
"I'm sorry, I forgot you don't know how to..." He sighed and then brought his hand up to cup your face tenderly, but there anything but tenderness in his eyes.
"Do you wanna learn how to kiss? I'll teach you, baby, I'll teach you anything you ask me to...but let me be the one who does this...yeah, babygirl?"
You nodded almost instantly and he grinned widely.
"That's my girl...I knew you were mine from the moment I saw you...." He gave you a small peck on the lips and then on your cheek.
His confession made your breath hitch, did he plan all of this? The idea of him getting obsessed with you the moment he saw you for the first time again made your stomach flip weirdly.
"We're gonna do this at night, alright? When we're both relaxed...cozy...y'know. I'll make it good for you...so good you'll become obsessed."
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You were nervous, waiting for Shane to arrive home while sitting on your bed, outside was already dark, he told you he was going to town to buy some "supplements," for what? You didn't know. You had shaved most of your body, you knew why you had done it, but you couldn't admit it, the answer was very embarrassing.
Then the sound of the front door opening made you stand up quickly, you fixed your hair and the your clothes, you were wearing your pajama shorts, extra tights ones and your tank top, you didn't want him to think you were that desperate for whatever he had planned for tonight, but you also didn't want him to think you didn't care.
You stepped out of your room and Shane was sitting down on the couch opening a beer, you wondered if maybe he forgot about what he told in the morning. You stepped into the living room, casually sitting next to him, not too close or far away.
"Hey..." You said softly, he chuckled and turned to you.
"You're like a little puppy, aren't you? Waiting for me to come back home..."
He patted his lap and without thinking you climbed it. He tsked and shook his head.
"Am I supposed to kiss the back of your head or something?" His tone was steady and almost mean, you swallowed nervously and shifted around to straddle him, that's when he smiled and wrapped one arm around you as he brought the beer bottle to your lips with his other hand.
He tapped the bottle's rim against your lips.
"Take a big one, sweetheart" He smirked and you parted your lips and took the bottle, taking a big sip like told you.
"There we go...such a good girl, like always."
He took the bottle from you and settled it down on the coffee table before kissing you, his kiss was slower than the last time, his hand moved to the back of your head and gripped the strands of your hair to tilt your head the way he wanted.
You tried to follow his pace, slow and sensual and he chuckled lowly.
"Shh...don't rush it, baby...feel my lips and try to mimic."
You nodded and did as he said, trying your best not to rush it, just when you started to do it right he slipped his tongue inside your mouth, making you gasp and make his entry easier, he groaned and moved his lips away from yours to kiss your neck instead, he sucked on a specific spot that made you whimper and buck your hips against his.
"Move your hips for me, sweetheart..."
You bury your face in his neck and start moving your hips clumsily.
"Yeah...that's it...back and forth...good girl. You're so good..." He breathed out and started bucking his hips up too to meet your grinding.
"Shane...feels too good..." You whimpered in his ear and he groaned in pleasure.
"Yeah..I know...fuck—"
His cock was throbbing through his jeans, and you could feel it and it just made you grind harder, your mind was fuzzy with pleasure and the feeling of his hands gripping your ass as he helped you move faster.
"Want me to make it feel better, baby? Yeah?" You whimpered and that's all he needed as an answer, he pulled back to pull your shorts down and expose your wet panties to his eyes.
"Fuck...you're fuckin weeping for me..."
He cupped your pussy and started grinding his palm against the wet fabric of your underwear, you didn't whimper or whined this time, you moaned, an actual moan of pleasure, your head fell back as you started to grind back against his hand.
"Look at you...acting like a needy slut just from this..." You whined when he called you that, you were full of shame by the fact it just turned you on even more.
"You like that, hm?" He laughed and pushed your panties aside to touch your skin directly.
When his rough fingertips made contact with your clit, you could've sworn that you saw stars behind your eyelids, he started rubbing your swollen nub with a frantic pace, and before you could notice he slid one thick finger inside you.
"Shhh shh, it's okay...it might sting a little... I know.." he started pumping his fingers in and out of your hole, trying to get you to loosen up.
"Fuck, babygirl...you're so tight...never had a finger inside you?"
You shook your head and he hummed.
"Not even yours?"
"I—um, no." You stammered and he chuckled.
"Such a good girl...aren't you?"
With his free hand he pulled your tank top up, exposing your tits and without thinking he took one of your nipples into his mouth and sucked, swirling his tongue around.
"Tastes so sweet, baby...want more..."
He moved from one nipple to the other as he slid a second finger into your pussy and scissored them inside, trying to stretch you wider.
You were a whimpering mess above him, writhing around, not knowing what to do with all the pleasure you were feeling.
"Such pretty tits and pussy...all mine, aren't they?"
You hid your face in his neck once more, this was the least of the dirty things he could say and you were already blushing like a schoolgirl.
He was moving his fingers quickly inside you, you were right there, just a couple strokes away from your orgasm and he knew it.
The sudden buzz of Shane's phone made the both of you freeze, the screen lit up and your dad's name appeared there as an incoming call.
When you saw it your eyes widened in panic and you quickly moved to grip Shane's arm.
"Shane—please don't answer, please..." You begged him and he smirked at you.
"Why, baby? Don't wanna say hi to your daddy? Didn't you miss him?"
"Shane...I'm not kidding, please don't—"
But he was already reaching for the phone and answering.
"Andrew! Old man, how are you?"
Shane said with a smile on his face, you were trying to catch your breath but then his my fingers started moving inside you again and his thumb started circling your clit, you mewled against his neck.
"Hey Shane, I'm good man...I called cause the little troublemaker it's not answering her phone, is she with you?"
Your dad asked and Shane moved his fingers harder and quicker, you were clenching your teeth so hard trying not to moan.
"Yeah, she's here with me."
He settled his phone on his thigh and looked at you and without stopping his fingers he grabbed your hair and pulled to lift your head from his shoulder.
"Say hi to your daddy, sweetheart."
You stared at him with glassy eyes, your head felt light and dizzy, he leaned over to whisper enough for you to only hear it.
"C'mon sweetheart...be good and say hi, you don't want him to suspect, do you?"
All while he kept fingering you like that was his only purpose in life, you tried to talk but all that came out was a shaky whimper.
"Try again." He said in your ear.
"Hi—uh, dad...hi dad."
"Sweetheart, how are you? Why aren't you answering the phone?"
You wanted to hit Shane's stupid face for doing this to you, he didn't care about the squelching sounds that his fingers inside your pussy were making and that your dad might be able to hear them.
"Um...ah— um..my phone died...it's charging now."
"Oh, okay sweetheart. Well, call me when it's finished. Not gonna bother Shane anymore."
Shane laughed and shook his head, his thumb was already hovering over the red button.
"No worries, man, bye." He finished the call and you felt like you could finally breathe.
"You're a good liar, baby, I'm surprised."
He kissed your cheek, his fingers didn't stop and you could finally whimper in peace.
"Is my sweet girl close?" He curled his fingers deeply, making you arch your back like a bow.
"That's it, such a good little girl...you're doing so well, sweetheart."
Everytime he pushed his fingers deeper inside you to hit that sweet spot, the heel of his palm slapped against your clit, the repetitive movement had you crying out his name while you came.
Your orgasm hit you like tidal wave, your body shook and your mouth hung open in a silent scream of pleasure.
Shane watched in awe, if it wasn't because he had some self control left he would've cum in his pants.
You slumped on his chest, trying to catch your breath, he caressed your hair softly and pressed a gentle kiss on your temple.
The room fell into a comfortable silence and you could feel yourself starting to drift to sleep, when you suddenly felt his arms lifting you up along with him, he put you over his shoulder making you squeak.
You thought maybe he'd clean you up but as he walked through the hallway you noticed how he completely ignored the bathroom.
He entered his bedroom, unlike your room with white wooden walls, his room was warm and made of dark wood like the rest of the house.
He practically threw you onto his bed, pulling your tank top over your head and throwing it somewhere, then your wet panties followed and you whimpered cause you were still sensitive.
"Shane, what are you do—" You were cut off by the sound of his zipper being pulled down, he freed himself from his zipper with one unsteady hand, his cock sprang free, he was thick, hard, and already weeping with pre cum, his shirt followed next.
You stared at it in disbelief, and he smirked down at you, he was straddling your hips in the bed, which only made him look bigger.
"Do you think you can take it?" He asked as he started stroking himself, you looked up at his face and shook your head.
"No—um, I don't think...I can.."
"Well, you will...I know you can, baby..."
He grabbed your thighs and spread them widely, he looked hungry.
"You're so ready, sweetheart...so good."
You whined as he started massaging your clit, your eyes fluttered shut and you let his touch invade your senses.
"That's it....just relax...let me do all the work."
You did as he said and tried to relax, but the feeling of his thick, swollen tip nudging your entrance was impossible to ignore
"Breathe through it, baby..."
He started pushing in, your eyes flew open when you felt his tip stretching you wide, he groaned against your neck before lifting his head to kiss you as an attempt to distract you.
"Biiigg streetch, that's it, sweetheart...so good...you feel so good already..." He moaned lowly, he kept pushing in and you squirmed underneath him.
"Oh god...look at that...you're stretching so prettily..."
"Shane—please—" You whined, you were overwhelmed, the feeling of his breath against your neck and his thumb circling your clit softly were enough to make you feel like you were gonna explode.
"Yeah... fuck, you're taking it so well," he whispered into your ear, his voice thick with raw lust. He didn't pull back to let you adjust; instead, he grabbed your hips with bruising force, his fingers digging into the soft flesh.
"Big stretch, princess. Just feel how fucking big I am inside you. See how good it fits inside that pretty little cunt."
He was now fully inside you, he started moving his hips in small circles, waiting for you to adjust to his cock.
Then he started moving, his rhythm was slow and deliberate at first, just to make you feel every single millimeter of him stretching you open. With each deep thrust, the wet, slapping sound of your bodies meeting echoed in the silent room, the only sound was the sound of your desperate whimpers and his pleasure grunts.
"You like being stretched like this, don't you?" he taunted, watching your face as your eyes rolled back, tears startes streaking down her flushed cheeks.
His pace accelerated and got harder, He withdrew almost entirely before slamming back into you, each impact sending fresh waves of pleasure and pain through you.
"Shane—please..." You whimpered, he grabbed your thighs and put them over his shoulder to get a better access to you.
"Oh baby...you feel how deep I am? So deep in this pussy..."
The sticky mess from your first orgasm, acting like a natural lubricant, allowing him to drive harder and faster, his cock fucking you so deep you could feel it in your tummy.
"Are you gonna let cum in this pussy? Hm?"
You couldn't think straight, you just nodded at everything he said.
"Yeah...I fucking will." He grunted as he picked up his pace.
He quickened his pace until your body started shaking and your nails scratched his back
You came first, your legs squeezed around his shoulders and you cried out his name, it was embarrassing how broken your voice sounded.
He kept thrusting, he gave one last hard thrust and he came deep inside your womb.
You both moaned in unison, his hands were gripping your hips so hard you could bet it'd leave bruises, your pussy was gripping and milking him he felt like he'd split in two.
"Baby—oh...such a good girl...milking my cock so so good..." He flopped on top of you and started nibbling your neck like a cat.
Eventually he pulled out, a wet sucking sound filled the room as his spent cock pulled out, he watched as his cum dripped out from your puffy folds.
"Fuck...look at that...you're stuffed..."
He ran his fingers through the mess between your legs and without any warning he pushed his two fingers back inside, pushing all the cum that was dripping out back inside.
"Yeah...so full with my cum...you like that shit, right?"
You whined and kicked your feet lightly.
"Stop—too much—" He chuckled and soothed you massaging your thigh.
"Shh...it's okay..."
He pulled back and flopped down beside you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling to his chest, he kissed you deeply.
"Fuck baby...I'm so obsessed with you..."
You kissed him, using the little practice you had, he grinned against your mouth.
"You're learning...my sweet girl's learning how to kiss?" He chuckled and tickled your side briefly.
You squirmed and couldn't help but giggle weakly.
"Shane...stop..."
"Who would've guessed you were that whiny..."
He reached over the messy nightstand beside the bed to grab his pack of cigarettes, he lit it up and pulled you closer.
He felt your gaze on his cigarette, he looked down at you and smirked.
"You wanna try it?" He asked and handed you the cigarette.
You took it and brought it to your mouth, inhaling deeply.
"Take it slow, baby..." You coughed and he laughed lowly.
"You'll get used to it...but don't rush it."
He plucked the cigarette from your fingers before giving you a small kiss on the lips.
"You're so cute like this...you look like a kitten trying to look tough."
You rolled youe eyes and buried your face in his neck, you didn't had the energy to answer, he just laughed and kissed the top of your head.
You fell asleep quickly, too tired to even think about the consequences of what you just did.
That night Shane slept satisfied with himself, he was definitely gonna enjoy what's left over from summer.
This is the fourth part, I hope yall like it, and thanks to everyone who liked and reposted the previous parts xx
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