thinking about perv roommate! hollis who finally gets a taste of his sweet girl & doesn’t want you to leave…
…"i'm serious." he says as he sets the perfect rhythm, steady and deep enough to make your eyes roll. he knows he’s gotten you exactly where he wants when he feels you clench around his cock. "you gonna miss this? you gonna miss me making this pretty pussy come over and over?" he’s coaxing. using his mind numbing strokes to his advantage. he was going to get you to stay, whether you agreed consciously or not.
you whine extra loud, the sound bouncing off the tall windows, your hands gripping his now red shoulders. "oh my god, holli! that’s—that's not fair."
"all's fair in love and sex, sweetheart. you signed up for this, for me, for us." he whispered as he leaves a trail of wet kisses on your collarbone, your chest, the soft skin just below your ear where he knows you’re especially sensitive. "you know i'm right. you know you don't want to leave."
"but i have a life in atlanta, i travel, i work. i can’t just—fuck." you try to rebuttal, but it comes out weak, like you're trying to convince yourself more than hollis. yet its not working. nothing matters, nothing at all except the tingly feeling of your body betraying your mind, slipping away into that oh-so satisfying headspace.
"you have a life here too." he replys, observing your figure before pulling out, just to watch you, just to see the frustration start to spread across your face. "you have me. you have my house, my bed, my arms. you have everything you ne—."
he’s cut off by another whine ripping from your throat as he filled your being once again. it’s overwhelming, so full you could’ve sworn you could feel his large presence in your chest. he responds to your sounds, his pace quickens as he feels himself start to lose his mind inside you. he starts to ramble, incoherent, possessive nonsense. he’s close and you can tell. like clockwork, you cue the squeeze, trapping him tight as you chase your own ticket to pleasure.
finally, the tension in the room breaks. the taste of paradise never felt so sweet and hollis followed right behind you. “you just…you just don’t seem to fully understand, baby. i’m everything you need, everything you’d ever want. i have it. i am it.” he grunts as he spills. deep and obviously unprotected. but that’s tomorrow’s problem, isn’t it?