a/n: hello! This is my first full smut on this account! I hope you enjoy it. I’m not to expirienced I’m writing smut but I do write a lot in general so hopefully it lives up to your expectations! I know it’s kinda short :/
"My baby," you cooed to yourself as you pinched you beloved boyfriend's cheeks. He batted your hand away with a sound of annoyance leaving his lips. This has been going on all day; constant teasing from you had sent him over the edge.
"Stop," he whined. You didn't notice he serious expression and assumed he was playing along. Cooing once again he clenched his fist.
"Hey, I'm serious." His stern voice sent chills throughout your body. Your laugh immediately seized, not wanting to trigger him further. But soon, the hesitation turned into confidence.
"How serious?" You drug out your words, pure desire dripping from them. Your soft hands caressed his cheek, preparing to pinch them yet again.
"Very," he grabbed your wrist and pinned you down. His body hovered over yours, evoking a desire deep within you. Deep eye contact was exchanged as his lips ghosted yours. It took all of you to not connect you lips; if you had've, who know what sort of reaction he would have.
"Mark please," your voice came out in nothing but a whisper. This is all it took for him to connect your aching lips, satisfying your thirst for them. Your lips moved in unison while Mark's hands busied themselves. His warm touch roamed up and down you body, feeling out your curves he loved so much. His thumbs rubbed circles on you stomach creating a sensation you adored.
Mark's tongue prodded at your lips, almost as if asking for permission. Your lips parted just enough for him to slip his tongue into your mouth; the action elicited a high pitched moan. This provoked a tingly feeling all throughout Mark's body, and he loved it. With the same confidence his tongue began to explore your mouth, not leaving an inch untouched.
Hands not leaving you sides, you itched to touch Mark in the ways he did. Your shirt inched up, giving him full access to your body. His palms ventured up, massaging into your breasts with patterns of circles. Using his thumbs, he toyed with you hard bud. You inhaled sharply due to the new sensation. Your noises of pleasure were muffled by Mark's sweet lips.
Suddenly his motions stopped, lips detaching from yours. You whines in protest at the lack of contact. He gave you the look that you know all too well. A feeling of heat between your legs spread as he gazed intensely into your eyes. You stood up, flattening your clothes, and positioned yourself at the side of the bed. Slowly you sunk to your knees, eye level with Mark's waist. Your fingers gripped at the waistband of his grey sweatpants and tugged hesitantly. Arousal grew within you, not knowing what cards Mark would pull. His patience grew thin at your slow movements; a whimper erupted from him, wanting to feel you against him. You took the memo, pulling his pants down in one swift motion, leaving him in only his boxers. Your hand began to palm his length, having his head roll back. A consistent pace was as much as you did. Though he loved the feeling, he needed more.
"Hurry up, godamnit." He cursed, needing to feel you. Complying, you reach for the waistband. You are able to pull the down in one tug, he hardness springing free. Gripping it, you held him at the base, moving agonizingly slow. Your lips ghosted over the tip, yearning for the sound of his whimpers. Gradually you wrapped yourself around him, swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip. His head lolled back, desperate moans sounding from him.
You sink your head down his length, taking him almost fully. This caused a big reaction in Mark, his moans becoming louder and more high pitched. You bobbed up and down, coating his entire length in your saliva. The rest of his cock was tended to with your hand, hallowing your cheeks for Mark's pleasure. He was feeling pure ecstasy, loving the way you affected him. His hands gripped your hair creating a makeshift ponytail, putting him in more control of your pace. He forced you to speed up, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. Tears pricked your eyes at the full feeling. You could tell he was close by the twitching of his member and the intensity of his moans. Suddenly, he pulls out of you mouth, leaving you say in confusion.
"Come here baby," he spoke roughly, almost demandingly. You obliged, climbing back onto the back sat in front of Mark. He pushes you back so your head is rested against the pillow and pulls you in for a rushed kiss. The kiss ended as soon as it had started, him now sucking a sensitive mark onto your neck. You mewled at the feeling, cold air hitting the sensitive spots. His free hand grabbed ahold of his length, rubbing it against your clothes heat teasingly. You jolted, a sound of surprise echoes throughout the room. The friction still wasn’t enough to satisfy your needs. Whimpers left your lips at the little friction you had.
“Use your words, babygirl.” He demanded, looking you dead in the eyes. His grip on you got tighter as well as the intensity of his stare.
“P-please fuck me,” it came out as more of a question, but he got what he wanted. Pulling off your panties in a swift motion, his hand went straight to tease your clit. His fingers rubbed circles into it, knowing all the ways to get you going. With his other hand he inserts his length into your heat. You groan in pleasure, finally receiving what you’ve anticipated. His thrusts were rough, pounding into you like there was no tomorrow. You knew you’d be sore tomorrow from the intensity of his pace. Not knowing how to react to such pleasure, you buried your face into the pillows. His pace remained consistent, pleasure being brought with every thrust. Lewd sounds emitted from you caused by the overwhelming feeling.
Mark groaned as his thrust began to get sloppier, showing that he is close. You can feel your high coming as well, the familiar heat building in your core. Your moans were loud as his thrusts continued to bring you to your high. Eyes shut, you feel the pleasure wash over you in a wave of ecstasy. Mark follows in suit, collapsing over you. His ragged breaths fanning you neck, were all to familiar. Soon, Mark was fast asleep on top of you.
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