“You look really good.” Curly slurred with a lazy laugh.
“Do I?” You replied, falling into him.
The both of you were at Curly’s house. There was a big birthday bash for Angela. All of the Shepard gang showed up and some of Angela’s friends did too.
You and Curly had never really known each other. Of course, you knew him as Angie’s tough-as-nails brother. And nothing more. But with the help of tequila, Curly Shepard was looking pretty damn fine.
“What do you say I take you somewhere more private?” He whispered in your ear, giving you goosebumps. His hands traveled to your ass.
You bit your lip, nodding as he led you to his bedroom.
As soon as the door shut, Curly kissed you rough, pressing you against the wall. Your hands grabbed his shirt, pulling it up over his head. He leaned into you, reaching behind you to unzip your dress. It slid off, leaving you in your underwear.
Feeling exposed, you brought your hands up to cover your chest. Curly pulled away from you and looked down, confused. “What’s wrong?”
You looked at him, then kissed up his neck, to his jawline. “I want the bed.” You whispered.
You looked at his face, catching his smile. He kissed your lips again, picking you up and laying the both of you on the bed.
Once there, his mouth ran kisses down over your breasts. Your left hand ran through his hair as your right hand went down to your underwear. You began moaning as you pleasured yourself. Curly took this as a cue to take off his pants. When both, his pants and boxers, were off, your hand left its place in your panties to go rub against Curly’s member.
You kissed along Curly’s jawline, then got to his ear. “I want you, Shepard.” You looked at him with hungry eyes. “Give it to me.”
He rubbed against your hand.
He groaned in response, grabbing a condom from the compartment in the night stand. He fumbled with it, so you took it from him, opening it. He smirked at you as it went on. He moved your panties to the side and pushed into you, making you gasp. He went in and out, in and out.
“Faster” the word left your lips breathlessly and your wish was granted. Curly was rough, his kisses missing your mouth and your thighs getting held down. Your nails dug into him as he pounded you and his grip on your legs was getting tighter and tighter. You bit his bottom lip as the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.
You were so close to your climax, your back arched and your whole body was rigid. Your toes curled and you tried to hold your breath.
Curly got faster. “C'mon, y/n. I can’t hear you.”
You let out a yelp. And between your moans, his groans, and the moving springs in the bed, you didn’t even hear the door swing open.
“Hey, Curly! Where’s the-”
Curly glanced at the doorway to see one of the guys in his gang. He threw a pillow, then continued kissing your chest, ramming you.
The kid slowly walked away, leaving you and Curly to continue your business. And Curly acted as if there was no interruption at all. He waited for you to cum, still going in and out of you. You were kissing his neck, leaving a trail of hickeys, and rubbing circles around your clit.
Then, in no time at all, you released with one last squeak. You brought your wet fingers up to Curly, who happily placed them in his mouth. You grinned at him.
He took your fingers out of his mouth and smiled. “Man, you sure do taste good.”
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