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You and your ex!Sevika can’t keep your hands off of each other
content tags ; g!p sevika , exes to lovers , unprotected piv , mom!reader , smut , unexpected ending , hickeys , finger sucking , throat fucking with fingers , manhandling if you squint , smut barely any plot , sevika is a mean little shit but at least she cares for us , small age gap (you’re in your thirties and she’s in her forties) , there’s a lot of feelings , mentions of reader masturbating ~ 1.2k words
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“I bet you wish I never left,” you whispered, making Sevika groan against your skin. She didn’t want to hear this especially when her ego was crashing with her need on a very thin line. But your presence was dangerous. She wanted you—no—she needed you carnally.
“Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” Her voice suggested she wanted more action than words, but of course you weren’t about to make this easy. You both were exes. The only reason she called you over tonight was because she needed help putting Mira to bed.
And you were going to take advantage of the fact she called you over either way. “Just admit it, you missed me.” You said with a smirk and wrapped both arms around Sevika’s neck. Her breath hitched.
“Fuck you.”
“That’s what you’ll be doing in a bit.”
“We’re not having sex.”
“Sure,” you moved your leg between hers, pressing your upper thigh almost threateningly against Sevika’s clothed crotch, “say that again.”
“You don’t realise what you’re steppin’ into.”
“I do very well.”
Sevika pushed you up against the wall, hauling you up with both hands. Her teeth found skin first, then her lips—easing the burn her teeth left every time she nipped at your sensitive skin, kissing them away so tenderly it almost betrayed her true feelings for you. She wouldn’t spell them out for the life of her, of course.
“You’re such a fucking needy girl,” you murmured, your hands disappearing under her shirt to squeeze her soft breasts.
“Shut up.”
You paused for a bit, then cleared your throat, trying to collect your composure as if nothing happened. That’s when you remembered—your daughter was asleep next door.
“What if Mira comes in?”
Sevika paused for a good bit as well.
“She won’t.”
“And if she does?”
“We’ll tell her that… me and her mama made amends.”
You rolled your eyes, “no, we haven’t.”
“Yes, we have.”
“No, we haven’t.”
Sevika smirked faintly, but you could see the shit-eating look in her eyes. She was the fucking devil.
“Why’re your hands in my shirt?”
“... Why are you leaving hickeys on my neck?”
“Good question.”
But you couldn’t deny you were turned on. You didn’t really want her to stop.
“Just—” you sighed, “hurry.”
Sevika picked you up, tossing you over perfectly in the centre of the bed. The mattress dipped under your weight.
Sevika joined you in bed, zipping herself down to release her cock that has been straining against the confines of her clothes for so long. She wasn’t unusually large for her physique, it was just the right length but fuck, it was thick and veiny. Precum drooled from the tip of her dick onto your inner thigh.
“You’re gross.” You murmured, kicking your shorts and panties off.
Sevika rolled her eyes and pinned you down, guiding her tip to your entrance, “as if you’re any better, you’re fucking soaked.”
“At least I’m not—”
She shoved her other hand’s fingers in your mouth, cutting you off. You choked around her fingers, trying to spit them out—you even tried biting down on them to try to get her to pull them out but she never did. If anything, Sevika shoved them deeper in your mouth with a grin on her dark lips.
Your stare spelled out the words; “fuck you.”
She pushed her cock inside, past your initial tightness. You moaned around her digits as her shaft filled you up.
She was big in comparison to your pussy, but maybe it was because it had been a while since you had slept with someone and ever since your breakup with Sevika, you had been so depressed, you threw yourself headfirst into work, trying not to think about any kind of rebound sex, or affair.
The only thing you had been doing after getting back from work was cooking yourself a half-assed meal, shutting yourself in your bedroom and masturbating to sleep. The Polaroids that lined your walls—pictures of you and Sevika—you didn’t take those down, perhaps because taking them down would mean you were trying to forget Sevika, and you never wanted to forget her.
It was creepy, but you stalked her Instagram with a burner account, you stalked her other social media platforms as well, desperately trying to look for anything that might indicate she moved on.
Maybe seeing her move on would help you move on, but it didn’t, and now you were in her apartment, in her bed, getting fucked by her—her irritatingly beautiful face hovering inches above your own.
“You’re so tight,” she grunted.
You wish you had a response for her. Well, you did. You wanted to tell her, you wanted to say “fuck you” over and over again for leaving you, but you couldn’t because, well, her fingers were in your mouth.
She shoved her fingers on your throat, giggling when you choked—fucking giggling. Like, this was amusing to her. You were struggling to breathe and she was finding amusement in it. Your eyes watered when her fingers reached the back of your throat—her fingers were so fucking long.
You couldn’t help the messy slobber of drool running down your chin. Sevika was only getting more and more aroused seeing your state. Her fingers pumped harder as she tried her best to make you choke while you were sucking off her fingers.
She enjoyed the way you gagged and struggled around her digits, struggling to suck her fingers off.
Previously, when you both used to have sex every single day, you knew how to take her. You were a champ at that. You managed to take the roughest kind of sex ever and now you were struggling to deep throat her fingers—the thought alone was enough to inflate Sevika’s already fattened ego.
She didn’t want to admit how much she had missed you in her life. It felt like admitting that would mean losing in some sort of game.
You felt the same. But none of you said “I’m sorry, I don’t wanna do no-contact anymore, I miss you, come back.”
Because… well, both of you are still immature as fuck despite her being in her forties and you being in your thirties.
Suddenly, she wrenched her hand out of your mouth and reached down to circle her thumb around your clit instead. She pressed, making sparks of pleasure shoot up your spine.
“Oh, Sev… fuck, fuck!”
Then she just had to speak.
“Yeah? Does that feel good? Does that remind you of how much effort I put in our last relationship?”
You scoffed. “No, don’t you fucking dare ruin my orgasm.”
“I’m the one fucking you—”
“—you’re not ruining this for me.”
Sevika huffed and slammed herself deeper. Your legs shot out, wrapping around her waist and pulling her in closer—her cock buried deeper, making your eyes roll back from pleasure.
“Ohhhhh… shit. Sev, I’m gonna cum.”
“No—”
“No, I’m gonna cum.”
“I mean—”
“Just shut up and let me cum!” You said, voice a little higher from frustration.
“I’m—”
You clapped one hand over Sevika’s mouth, effectively shutting her up as your pussy convulsed around her dick—orgasm crashing over you in a powerful wave. You watched Sevika’s face developing a red hue as she finished inside—WAIT—she finished inside!?
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