aj hitting it raw and overstimulating the reader like it’s crazy 8 positions 6 hours on the bed, on the couch, kitchen counter or stairs type shit
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Aj x Reader
Warnings: Doggystyle, cowgirl, face sitting. Anal sex, vaginal sex, squirting (Short imagines of each!) I didn’t do too many cause I wanted it to be a short Drabble
First 2 Dividers by @konatasoup ! Last two from @aquazero Pictures from Pinterest, feedback would be greatly appreciated!! <3
Doggystyle
‘ Yeah you like that?’ His hips slammed back into you, chest pressed down against the marble of the kitchen island. ‘ uh huh..’ you mumbled out. His hand folding your arms behind your back, relentlessly pounding into your poor pussy. His free hand digging into your hip and pulling you back to meet each deep stroke of his hips.
Eyes fluttering shut, his position behind you shifted. Hitting that sweet spot repeatedly, pulling a strangled out cry from your throat. ‘ Fuck you’re so goddamn tight.. just squeezing me’ His pace got sloppier, heavy balls slapping against your ass.
He felt your walls flutter around him, his nimble fingers found your clit. Rubbing it vigorously in circles. ‘ That’s it, cum for me baby..’ your pussy clenched, ‘ oh fuck- shit—‘ whining out, creaming around of him. He groaned, burying himself to the hilt. Your release triggering his own, thick’s spurts of cum erupting into your sopping cunt.
Cowgirl
Aj bucked up into you, your hips pitifully trying to match his pace. Tits bouncing with each thrust, pathetic Moans falling from your lips. ‘ Fuck— Anthony—‘ you choked out, cock roughly ramming into your cervix. The sound of skin slapping echoing in the large bedroom.
‘ mhm.. that’s my girl.. so fuckin’ wet.’ Big hand sliding up your side to grope at one of your tits, fingers pinching and tweaking your aching nipple. ‘ God these tits.. just perfect..’ He leaned forward and took the other one into his mouth, groaning around it. Sucking and swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud.
‘ Yes yes yes—‘ His pelvis bumped against your clit, leaning forward and bracing yourself on his chest. He grinned, grabbing the fat of your ass and folding your legs back against your thighs. Forcibly fucking up into you, his balls hitting your ass with each movement. ‘ ohh shitt—‘ thighs quaking, white hot pleasure flooding your senses.
Anal sex
Your hands were holding onto the railing of the stairs for dear life, Aj mercilessly drilling into your soaked cunt. Ass jiggling after every snap of his hips, ‘ Mmph.. fuck..’ you whined out, nightgown bunched up around the base of your spine. His heavy cock abusing your poor little hole, each stroke eliciting a pathetic noise from your lips.
‘ Shit.. ass just sucking me in, fuck baby..’ Aj moaned behind you, he had been sooo pent up. He couldn’t even wait to get up to the bedroom, he had to take you on the stairs. ‘ Been thinkin about bending you over all day..’ his voice was increasing in pitch. God he was so needy.
‘ Yeah uh huh..’ your eyes fluttering shut, forehead resting on the railing. His breathing was ragged behind you, pace getting sloppier. He was so close, ‘ please baby cum for me..’ he whimpered, fingers rubbing your clit desperately. ‘ Nngh.. fuck m’cumming—‘ you choked out.
Face sitting
Aj’s groaned into your dripping folds, your thighs straddling his face. Tongue languidly licking at your clit, pressing hungry kisses against it. ‘You taste so good baby…’ he mumbled, giving you a deep appreciative suck. A single finger circling your hole before sliding right in. ‘ ngh.. mhm..’
You rutted against his face faster, hot mouth engulfing your sensitive pearl. Another finger sliding in next to the first, effectively curling against that spongey spot. ‘ Oh oh—‘ you whimpered ‘ Anthony…’ hips grinding against his eager mouth. Fingers gripping the headboard for stability.
He chuckled beneath you, ‘ you close baby? Gonna make a mess on my face huh..’ he teased you, fingers increasing in rhythm. Curling and scissoring inside of you perfectly, harshly sucking on your clit.
It was just too much, and before you know it- your body had tensed up. ‘ oh fuckkk—‘ pussy gushing around his fingers and all over his face, he groaned before coughing. ‘ oh shit- Sorry!’ looking down and raising up to make sure you didn’t accidentally waterboard him.
Thank you so much for reading ! This looks a little rushed but it isn’t intentional, I wasn’t sure what to put. Let me know if you’d like to be on my taglist ! Commenting and feedback appreciated, love you <3
summary: being alone with your baby daddy that you despise on halloween… well, it can’t result in anything else but some good hatefucking.
a/n: Minnie helped with the idea! :) also this is Minnie’s Aj trope so creds to her <333
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“Bye, have fun!” You tell your giggling children as they head down the porch steps along with Gordon’s kids.
“Don’t talk to weirdos.” Aj reminds, waving at your kids before shutting the door like it was his own house. Well, it was at one time. But that’s not the point. Ever since you guys split, you can’t go a day without arguing. You don’t do it in front of the kids, but you’ll find a way to argue every time you see him. He’s just such an asshole.
“You can leave, too.” You huff, going back to baking the special Halloween treats for the kids.
“Where’s the fun in that? I’m staying here until they get back.” Aj smirks, adjusting his fedora before sitting down on a kitchen chair. That stupid fucking fedora. Just looking at it pisses you off sometimes. Looking at how hot he is in it, really. How he can pull it off.
“Why?” You try to hold back your groan. You can’t even look at him right now.
“Gotta make sure they get back safe.”
“They’re with Gordon. You know they’re safe.”
“Then, I’m gonna steal their candy.”
“Aj.”
“Fine, I wanted to stay and aggravate you.” He shrugs.
“I have things to do.” You say sternly.
“Last time you said that, you were riding me within the next ten minutes.” Aj scoffs, trying to suppress a smirk.
“Fuck you.” You say, flipping him off while walking away to the living room.
“That’s exactly what you did.” Aj mutters under his breath.
He was right. Like fucking always unfortunately. In the next ten minutes, just like last time, he was unclasping your bra on your bed. He tossed the bra, both you having no clue where it landed while he goes on to cup your breasts and fondle them. “Missed these so fuckin’ much.”
“Don’t cum in your pants already.” You try to insult, but you’re too wet to be talking shit.
“Don’t cum the second I touch you, I can feel you soaking through your panties.” Aj says, always snapping back smoothly. His lips immediately attach to your neck, suckling a hickey before moving to your nipples. That’s his biggest turn on — hickeys. You constantly had to cover them when you were together.
When his lips finally made their way to your panties, he sat up. “You know I’d eat this pretty pussy for hours, but I need you on my cock.” He says, tugging your panties down your legs before throwing them onto the floor.
“Hurry up.” You complain, trying to hide the neediness in your voice.
“Hush, I am.” Aj says, pulling his cock out of his pants and spitting on it, running it through your folds.
“Don’t tell me to—“ your words dissolved into a long, pretty moan. Music to his ears.
“Sounds like you already did.” He snickers, wrapping your leg around his waist.
“You should’ve put on a condom, you asshole.” You said, trying to keep arguing as your pussy clenched around him, sucking him in deeper.
“You like it raw. No, actually, you love it.” He reminds, letting his cock hit your g spot. His cock fit perfectly inside of you. Always has, always will, you can’t deny that. “Jesus, baby, listen to that. You hear how soaked you are?”
It was embarrassing. You were fucking drenched. You could hear it, and he could definitely feel it. He makes you wet, even when you’re really fucking angry with him. “I thought you were mad at me, what happened? This sweet little pussy is dripping on me.”
“Fuck you.” You say, yet it came out as a whimper, unintentionally feeding into his stupid ego.
“Oh, is that all you have to say?” He fake frowns, fucking you harder and faster. “Cat got your tongue, again?”
“You’re such a fucking… ah… dick. This is the only thing that saves you.” You say, half-angrily. You were angry at him, still, but also angry at yourself for being so desperate for his cock.
“Sure, you tell yourself that.” Aj smiles, hand drifting down to play with your clit. He loved getting reactions out of you, whether it was pleasure or anger, you looked hot to him either way.
After a moment, you both needed a better position. Your favorite position together, doggy style. “Turn around.” He pants, and you immediately knew what to do. When he entered you again, you both moaned. God, it was the best.
His hands gripped your hips and he started pounding you again. You gripped the pillow tight, grinding back onto him just as eagerly. Neither of you could argue at this point, too lost in pleasure and arousal. Only your rough movements was the way to express your anger. Both of you just fucking onto each other roughly.
“So creamy, only for me.” Aj says cockily, admiring the way your cream dripped onto him, then slapping your ass.
“Nuh-uh.” You try to think of something else, but you couldn’t. The only thing running through your mind was how deep he was inside of you, and how fucking good it felt.
“You want me to put another baby in you? Huh? Want me to fuckin’ breed you again?” Aj asks, his hips stuttering even with his fast pace.
You shook your head, muffling a “no” into the pillow. He knew what you said, and it made him grin.
“Then why’d your pussy clench around me when I said that?”
Summary: Visiting his criminal cousins nightclub after a conference in LA, Clayton finds AJ with an opportunity he cant refuse.
Kinks: Dual Penetration, degradation, slave play.
“Look who it is huh? Finally decided I’m good enough to visit?” AJ pats Clay on the back playfully, messing with his gelled curls. “Slummin’ it out here with us poor folk?”
I goofy smirk paints clays cheeks as he delivers a playful whack to AJs shoulder, shaking his head. “Couldn’t resist seeing the bottom 99%, I do claim to be a charity donor after all” he teases back, shrugging his suit jacket back in place.
The two cousins had been bantering lol this for years. Despite having two very different, though some would argue equally as ethical, ways of obtaining their respective net worths, there was never any jealousy. AJ was obsessed with the thrill of the chase, the guns, the adrenaline— he’d argue his CEO cousin had zero sex appeal. Clay, on the other hand, thrived being in charge of a multi billion company, of having power, he’d say that AJ was irresponsible.
Nevertheless, Clay had a networking conference in LA, which meant an impromptu visit to the only person who let him let loose.
“You’re not seein’ heaven” AJ shakes his head and leads Clay into the night club owned by The Takers. Clay follows readily and scoffs “see ya down there” he opens the door for AJ
AJ rolls his eyes with familial affection, walking past the groups of people all drunk and reeking of bad decisions, the wealthy people came to gawk at the young women, and the awkward shuffle dancing. The atmosphere is calm and soothing as rhythmic beats play above head, the strong smell of artificial vanilla clinging to all available hairs on both of the men’s bodies.
A table in the corner with is where Clay found himself, the usual suspects surrounding the wood. Gordon, Jesse, even John had stayed by to smoke a cigarette and sip on some overly expensive bourbon that Clay would normally steer away from.
“Where are they?” John’s face sours as he reads the time, growing impossibly impatient for something clearly
Clay sets down his martini “where’s who?” He inquires tentatively.
“The girls” AJ says absentmindedly “our girls, after successful business deals and other ventures worthy of celebrating, we invite over a group of girls to celebrate with. Started as just entertainment, but we’te studs, couldn’t resist us for too long.” AJ chuckles
Clays mouth moves before his mind thinks “Girls?” He asks inquisitively. “You said you didn’t have anyone you were seeing?” He follows a similar leaning motion.
“I ain’t. She’s like..” he sits up and taps his ashes. “Like a motivater, all the girls are. whats a better way to celebrate than a warm pussy?” He settles on.
Clay chokes down a surprised chuckle, eyes following around his cousins face. Clay had always thought of AJs attitude towards women do be disgusting, An absolute womanizer his whole life with no plans to cool down. On the same thought, it had been too long since Clay had gotten any action, his cock twitches at his convenient it’d be to have a warm pussy to fall back on when needed.
“So what am I gonna do while you get that?” Clay sips his drinks and cocks an eyebrow at his smiling cousin.
AJ looks at Clay like he’s suddenly 9 feet tall “We’re gonna share, figured you wouldn’t mind” he starts “plus, you’re in luck. She’s the best.” He blows out the smoke of his latest hit.
Oh. Share? Share a woman? Clays pants get tighter. He’s never even considered that AJ was setting him up as well as himself, letting him into the world of their group for even a few hours.
“She can handle ya” AJ chuckles “she likes it. Gets off to me doin’ whatever I want. Real nasty shut like that.” His smile deepens as he catches sight of me coming into the club “there they are” he announces to the group.
Each guy at the table gets distracted as various woman descends on one, you included. Clays eyes travels hungrily over your body, making note of your flushed skin and glassy lips. Your hips sway confidently as you make your way over to where Clay was sat “you muah be Clay” you giggle, sitting on his lap “you and AJ look like twins..” you hands come up to his biceps
AJ moves his hand and cups your ass as you sit on clays lap “he’s not quite ready for ya baby, pussy of yours gonna break him” he pats your cheeks individually. You were clad in boy shirts so small they were panties and a matching top, giggling as clays cock hardens under you..
“I have no intention of harming or hindering..“ you buy your lip playfully, lightly snapping one of AJs suspenders while feeling up Clay through his shirt.
Clay lets out a low growl “mm..” his hand joins AJ on your ass “heard a lot about you, you and your perfect little pussy supposedly” he cups your waist and thumbs your hipbones.
“Let’s move this elsewhere” AJ insists as he gets up and has you both follow him to an off room where sex had clearly been had a few more than a few times. You look over the two men, tall, handsome, big, and successful. You’d hit the jackpot.
AJ locks the door. Eyes greedy as he turns to you “safe word?” He croons while stalking closer to your body.
“Cranberry” you moan gently, body taunt with the need to get fucked by two hung men at the same time.
That conformation seems to shift the room altogether. You and AJ had some dynamic already that he was about to unwind. “Good girl..” AJ nods “you know the rules. Today you’re clays too, his plaything. But I’ve been fucking dropping huh? The mere though of us fucking taht body and you’re like a bitch in heat” AJ sits next to Clay “c’mere, only good girls get penetration” he orders.
Clay should’ve been horrified, should’ve been disgusted with how hard his cock was, but seeing you crawl across the floor for it? Worth it. You perch in front of them and pay your lashes up at them each individually. “You’re gonna take two cocks and you’re gonna love it huh?” Clay coos at you like you’re a dog. You nod eagerly and make grabby gestures at their groins..
“Go ahead” AJ nods and spreads his legs, Clay follows suit and soon you’re haphazardly stroking both cocks at the same time, face pressed between their thighs. Your hands focus on clay for now, you kiss and suck on the tip a little bit, electing a needy growl from clays chest “needy whore” he groans “need two cocks huh? Not satisfied with just one?” He tangles his hands in your hair.
You shake your head and kitten lick his tip, finding AJs cock and fondling the heaviness of his balls. He moans loudly as well, head back in bliss. “Fuck.. such a good slut, two cocks suit you” AJ looks down at your submissive form. You start to alternate every few minutes between the men’s cocks, each time you feel them get hotter, needier, closer to creaming in your face.
Clays legs twitch as your lips uncool around the res of his tip again “that’s.. it.. fuck” his hands find his buttons, undoing most and letting his nice shirt hang open. Your eyes are hazy as each man grunts and groans, your hands never letting up once,
“Filthy girl..” AJ moans as his cum paints your hand and wrist. Clay isn’t far behind, with his release pushing through your lips and into your mouth. You moan and greedily lap up both, stroking them through their orgasms lazily while trying to milk every last drop from them as you can.
After a moment to breathe, AJ sheds the rest of his clothes, including the fedora, and he picks you up. Laying you down on the first hard surface he could find, which was clay. As you sit on his lap, clays hand spread open your legs and pulls down your panties, dipping two huge fingers into the wetness of your folds. Mesmerized, AJ thumbs over your clit simultaneously, making your body shake and squirm as both men use their fingers on your sensitive pussy.
AJ tsks and smacks your mound “squirmy girl, you need cock” he announces, much to the agreement of clay. AJ rifles through drawers before pulling out some lube and turning to clay. “You want her ass or pussy? But are amazing” he asks and holds out the lube.
Clay hesitates before taking it “fuck,bill take the ass” he nods. Spreading a generous amount of lube in his fingers, clays hand spread circles the tight ring of your asshole, popping a finger in with little resistance. “Such a whore” he chastises as you moan. He uses the others to scissor open the ring of muscle, coating his own cock in the liquid and pulling all his fingers out with a *pop*.
“Ready?” Clay teases and moans loudly as he lowers down your hole onto his slick cock, his intense girth still making it an intense stretch. “Mm..! Oh..” you close your eyes, body on high pleasure alert as his thick cock buried its way into you.
“Fuck yeah” AJ moans and comes closer, popping his thumb into your mouth. “Ready for a full pussy?” He asks rhetorically. You nod wildly anyway. Clay keeps your legs super open as AJ strokes his cock a few times. You moans mixed with clays schools off the walls and ledges, clays breathe on then back of your neck making your body tingle.
As he lines up the tip, AJ pushes in roughly, eliciting a gasp and squeak from your overwhelmed body. “Oh fuck.. oh shit you’re so fucking tight..” AJ growls “no matter how many times I fuck this pussy.. still like a rubber band..” he growls, cupping your breasts.
“I know, this asshols so tight.. squeezing me so good” clays fingers hold your face, his nose on your neck as you get fucked from all angles. AJ laughs at how hazy your gaze gets “fucking.. cockdrunk.. off us” he speeds up. “Feel that in your cervix.. slut. Such a whore for us..”
The three of you were all close to coming, your brain unsure of where you start and the boys begin, your pussiss heartbeat stronger than your own. Clay was first do growl “fuck.. duck.. oh fuck” he nips on your ear “taking my cock like the good slut you are..” he cums with a roar.
AJ is just as drunk on you, pummeling into your body as your sticky arousal coats his cock, making a ring of white cream on his base. “Cum..” he demands “for us.. wanna.. fuck.. see this pussy gush..” he rubs your clit with intent.
Your body can’t handle all the stimulation. You can feel warmth in your ears as Clay wraps himself around you. Your body lets go as you cream “oh.. oh! Mhm.. oh fuck mhm..” you cum, words leaving you.
Aj can’t handle the clamp of your wet pussy on him, he mostly pulls out, but some of it drips out of you while his wave as ecstasy starts to slow around him.
Eventually, after some heavy breathing, clay up. “I’m coming back next month for this” he coos “next time.. I want pussy. Deal?” Clay smells at you and AJ. He nods playfully “deal., whore needs someone to stretch her pussy anyway..” AJ smacks my clit.
𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 — aj arrives home after a rough and tense day, clearly pissed at something that happened in work . he desperately needs a release and you just happen to be the only one who could handle him like this .
𝐀/𝐍 — this took me sooo long omg im tired 😭 but finally something about my man aj 🤞 hes so underrated and for what ?!
gif from @mvst4far & divider from @bernardsbendystraws !
AJ slammed the door behind him harder than usual.
You flinched from the couch, looking up from the TV. No words. Just the sharp click of keys landing on the table and the low creak of his expensive leather shoes as he crossed the room like a storm.
His tie was undone, shirt rumpled, brow furrowed and jaw ticking. You knew AJ well enough to know that he was pissed. You didn’t even need to ask. Something went wrong. A delay in the plan? Someone fucked up? Or maybe worse. You knew he had been stressed lately, but today was worse. You’d seen this look before, and you knew better than to push.
“Hey…” you said softly, carefully. “Everything okay?”
He didn’t say a word. His gaze snapped to you. His deep blue eyes dark, burning and focused. You couldn’t help but shiver at the he looked at you.
Then he finally moved.
In two strides he was on you, dragging you up from the couch and pressing you back against the wall with a force that made you gasp. His mouth crashed against yours, all teeth and heat, hands already sliding down your body like he’d been starving for hours. Maybe he really was.
“Don’t say anything,” he growled into your mouth. “I just need you. Now.”
One hand gripped your thigh, hiking your leg up around his waist. The other made its way down your body, his fingers found your panties under your nightgown and shoved them aside, slipping through the soaked heat between your thighs with a hiss.
“Already wet? All for me?” he murmured, lips dragging among your jaw. “You just wait for me around like this, huh? Like the good little girl you are… Fuckin’ filthy.”
You whimpered at his touch and words, your body already in fire. He wasn’t entirely wrong, no. You liked when he was like this. Tense, needy, rough. When you were the only thing that could help him relieving some stress, which you were. It made you feel complete. And it was also a good ego boost if you ask me.
AJ slid hands slid down to your ass, squeezing the cheeks roughly. He lifted you up off the floor, holding you close to his chest. Then he carried you upstairs, towards your bedroom. Once in there, he tossed you into the bed, crawling over the top of you. He settled between your legs, pressing his hard, cloth-covered cock against your sensitive and still covered core. He groaned at the contact, his hips rolling forward slightly.
“Fuck, I need to be inside of you,” he said, his voice low and strained with desire.
He leaned back, taking into the sight of you for a moment. His hands made their way to the waistband of your panties, immediately pulling them down, tossing them aside. Then he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, shrugging it off and also tossing it away.
AJ leaned down again, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. His hands slid down to the hem of your nightgown, pushing it up and over your head. He broke the kiss just long enough to pull it off completely, leaving you completely bare and exposed beneath him. He lowered himself, taking one of your nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.
He could feel cock throbbing hard against his pants. He couldn’t wait anymore. Today something felt different. He was desperate, needy, and you could feel it. It made all your body shiver.
He sat back on his knees, quickly undoing his belt and unfastening his pants, shoving them down his legs along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, long, hard and thick. The thick head was already leaking with pre-cum, just from the thought of being buried deep inside your tight heat.
He spreads your legs open, settling himself between them. His hands gripped your hips so you couldn’t move. He lined himself up with your entrance, the tip of his cock nudging against your slick folds. Without any warning, he thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt inside of you in one swift and powerful motion. He groaned as your walls stretched and clenched around him, gripping his thick length like a vice.
“Fuck, are you always this tight?” He grunted under his breath, his hips in a steady rhythm. He set a hard and fast pace, the bed creaking beneath you with the force of his thrusts. He could feel your tits bouncing with every drive of his hips, the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. You cried out, nails scraping against his back. He leaned in, biting your shoulder, dragging his teeth along your skin like he needed to mark you.
“Take it,” he groaned, his voice raw. “Take every fuckin’ inch. Just like that.”
His hips slammed into you over and over, with no fear, rough as ever. One of his hands came up to your throat, not tight, just to hold you still, make you feel how helpless you were for him.
“You don’t even know what you do to me,” he snarled against your ear, his thrusts still punishing. “This body, this fuckin’ pussy… All made for me.”
“Fuck, Anthony- You feel so good..” you gasped, voice breaking as your head tipped back against the mattress, his grip on your throat keeping you exactly where he wanted you. Your legs were shaking, body arching into every deep, punishing thrust.
The hand that was on your throat eventually slid down, palming your breast roughly. He squeezed the soft mound, his fingers sinking into the malleable flesh. He pinched and rolled your nipple between his fingers, tugging on it roughly.
His pace turned erratic. Rougher, faster, driven by the way your walls clenched around him, slick and desperate. Each thrust sent you higher, back arching off the bed, chocked moans falling from your lips like you couldn’t hold anything anymore.
“You gonna come for me?” He growled, his forehead pressed against yours, eyes dark and locked on you. “Come all over this cock like you own it?”
You nod frantically, nails digging into his shoulders, “Yeah- I’m so close.. I can’t-“
“Let go,” he commanded, low and gravelly, his thumb slipping down to circle your clit just right, “Come on, baby. Give it to me.”
And you did, with a sharp cry that melted into a broken moan, your whole body shaking as pleasure took over you, blinding and brutal. You clenched around him so hard it pulled a raw groan from his throat, and within seconds, he followed.
“Fuck- Fuck,” he groaned, slamming deep one final time, burying himself to the hilt as he came. His cock jerked and pulsed as he shot thick ropes of hot cum into your pussy. He filled you up, his essence painting your insides white as he marked you as his. His grip on your waist tightened, grounding himself, breath hot against your shoulder.
His body pressed into yours, both of you slick with sweat, skin burning, breath heavy. Eventually AJ collapsed next to you. He turned his head to look at you.
“You okay?” He muttered, pulling your body closer.
You simply nodded, too blissed-out and shaky to speak yet. Your whole body will buzzed from the orgasm, pulsing, tender and warm where he filled you.
“Sorry if I was rough,” he said, almost guilty.
You looked at him, smiling a bit, “No need to apologise. I like it when you’re rough.. Keeps things interesting.”
A faint smirk tugged at his lips, he leaned and kissed your forehead, “Good.”
Aren't you the best. I fell asleep so I missed the road trip lol but I'll still answer them.
Slamming the bathroom door behind him, A.J. pushes you against the wall the second his wrist flicks the lock. His thumb hooks underneath your chin, lifting your head and staring down at you.
"You have one minute to tell me who is him and why is he here."
You shiver, nervous and anxious; Dad hates it when you bring boys, or when you hang out with them in general. Thinking he was busy tonight, you were foolish enough to bring a friend over to the club not considering that his friends and business partners would be there and call him as soon as they saw A.J's sweet princess bringing a boy.
"W–We met at school," You stutter, looking away when his hand finds the edge of your dress right between your legs. A.J. pushes your panties to the side and gently traces your folds. "He just said he had a bad day and wanted to clear his head... nothing bad, I promise."
A.J. hums, staring into your eyes as his thumb finds your clit and begins to circle it slowly. "Well, you aren't wet, so I guess you are being honest," Even if you aren't— Dad is about to change that. "You know you aren't allowed to go out with boys, mami. Dad is just worried about your safety, ¿Entiendes mi amor?"
Dad just wants to protect you, you never know what kind of guys you might hang out with.
"But how do you explain his hand around your waist?" A.J. asks, applying more pressure to your now throbbing bundle of nerves. The sensation of arousal begins to make itself present and soon he is able to slide two fingers inside you. "I saw him very close to you— very close for my liking."
There was no denying that, your friend was awfully close and touchy. He isn't unattractive but you simply can't lay eyes on other men... only daddy.
"I know, I'm sorry," You whimper, closing your eyes when he curls his fingers inside you, rubbing your tight walls until he reaches that spot that causes you to squirm and your knees to buckle. "I p–promise you he is just a friend, Dad. I promise."
A.J. brings you closer, twirls your body and pushes your chest against the cold wall, not looking entirely convinced by your words. Bad girls are punished, pretty simple.
So when your friend walks to the mens bathroom, frowning and snarling to himself— imagine his surprise when he sees you bent over the sink with your precious stepdad's hand around your throat, stretching your warm walls and thrusting his thick cock in and out. You moan, ignoring his presence; how can you notice anything else when daddy is fucking you so good? Even for being a punishment... Dad sure knows how to please his princess.
"Would you excuse us?" A.J. hisses and smiles at your friend sarcastically, using the hand around your throat to grip your chin forcefully and keep your eyes on him. He should be the only man you focus on. "I'm just trying to have some quality time with my daughter."
Request: I apologize that I can't find the asks to save my life... but one asked for sub AJ and the other was for reader to be on top so I combined to two! Whoever asked for this I hope you enjoy! I had a wild time writing this one!
Warnings: SMUT! MINORS DNI! Porn without plot, Sub!AJ, Dom!reader, reader is a bit of a tease and AJ is desperate, p in v (w/out protection), AJ speaks Spanish, pet names (Spanish equivalent of puppy, princess, goddess, love), mentions of tattoos (on AJ not reader), no use of Y/N. (My Spanish is not great and that itself should be a warning, I apologize)
Word Count: 1.1k
AN: I don't know if this is what was expected from the request but I hope those of you who like AJ will enjoy. Thank you for the request and thanks to my boyfriend, Jay, for being my source material for all the smut I write. You are truly doing God's work.
HC: AJ is a dom-leaning switch, you cannot and will not change my mind! My man is also Hispanic because the idea of him talking dirty in Spanish kills me!
《 m.list || ao3 》
AJ couldn't recall how he ended up in this predicament; on the couch with you sitting on his lap, your hand holding his wrists above his head as you kissed up and down his exposed neck, grinding your clothed hips against his.
Your suggestion came out of nowhere, at least that's what it felt like to him. "How would you feel about me taking control? Like I was the dominant one?"
AJ turned to you with a skeptical smile, "And why would you want to do that, Princesa?"
"I don't know, just for something different? You always take care of me, maybe I want a turn taking care of you." The smile on your face was sweet, but AJ could see the lust in your eyes.
And now here he was, letting out soft groans as you continued to grind against his lap, hands still positioned above him. AJ could easily pull out of your grasp and take control, but he didn't. He allowed you to do as you please, torturing him with sweet kisses while he begged for more. "Por Dios, amor... I need to touch you..."
"Not yet, perrito." You smile at the soft whimpers that escaped his lips and the flush of pink that graced his cheeks. He couldn't tell if it was the name or the Spanish that set his body on fire, but he knew he needed more.
"Por qué no?" AJ could hardly recognize his voice, it sounded so needy and desperate, but he couldn't bring himself to care. "Please... Whatever you want, lo que sea... Just please take off these clothes and let me touch you..."
"So desperate...” your voice was sultry. “Sit up," Normally he was the one giving orders, but without hesitation, AJ did what he was told, leaning his back against the back of the couch. Still perched on his lap, your fingers teased down his chest, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Once undone, your hands ran their way over each tattoo, admiring the art that was strewn across his toned body.
You leaned in pressing your lips to his. The kiss was far too soft and slow for his liking, but he didn't attempt anything for fear you would pull away. "Fuck..." AJ let out a soft moan as you bit his lower lip, pulling it slightly.
You leaned in close, licking the shell of his ear before whispering, "I'm going to ride you till I'm satisfied." You kissed down his sharp jaw to the other side of his face. "You are still not allowed to touch me. But if you're good, I'll let you do whatever you want."
He groaned at the idea of not touching you, but his voice filled with curiosity, "Whatever I want...?"
"Yes, perrito." He whimpered at the name. "Touch me... fuck me..." Each word you spoke was accentuated by open-mouthed kisses along his neck. "Whatever your heart desires, so long as you're a good boy for me. Can you do that?"
"I’ll be good, please... Prometo... I-I promise I'll be good..." This was downright embracing. AJ was at your mercy. His voice was shaky, sounding nothing like the unwavering, confident man that everyone knew. But he could care less if you saw this side of him.
You wasted little time removing your soaked panties and undoing his pants, revealing his already hardened cock. You couldn't help but tease him a little more, rubbing his tip against your wet folds. When even you couldn't take the teasing any longer, you slowly sank down on his length, feeling him stretch your silken walls.
Once you settle on his cock, you gaze down at AJ. You could swear his eyes rolled back. Regardless of how many times he had been inside you, each felt better than the last. He firmly believed that your pussy was made for him.
He took an unsteady breath before looking at you. You were perfect and he gazed upon you as if he was looking at God. He couldn't help but admire your beauty. Every curve, every breath, everything about you was enthralling. "Muévete..."
"Now, now," you tried to keep your voice as steady as possible, "Ask nicely."
"P-por favor, diosa...P-por favor muévete... Te necesito..." AJ's mind was gone. You almost felt sorry for teasing him so much, however, this was exactly where you wanted him.
You began to bounce up and down on his cock. You leaned forward, running your fingers through his hair, finally tossing that ridiculous hat to the floor, before nipping at the tattoos that littered his neck.
Whimpers and moans mixed with Spanish continued to fall from his lips. You both were unsure how much more of this either of you could take. Both close to falling off the edge and coming undone.
You took notice of AJ's hands, fiercely gripping the back of the couch, knuckles turning white. You paused for just a moment taking his hands and placing them on your skin, knowing both of you needed to feel one another.
His blue eyes widened, almost as if to ask permission. "Yes, perrito, you can touch me." Without hesitation, hands were all over you, pulling you closer to him as he rocked up into you. The slight adjustment in angle had his cock hitting against the soft spongy spot inside of you causing you to gasp in pleasure, legs feeling like they would give out any moment, "Fuck I'm close, AJ... so close...!"
AJ mumbled against your shoulder, "Tan cerca... tan cerca... tan jodidamente cerca...!" With a few more thrusts you were both falling into release. You were gripping onto one another for dear life as your orgasm washed over you and AJ painted your walls with his cum.
You fell forward into his arms, resting your head in the curve of his shoulder while your hot breath ghosted over his neck.
AJ was the first to speak, "Wow... that was... that was different..."
Your fingers danced along his chest, tracing his tattoos, "Different bad..?"
"No!" He said, a bit too eagerly for his liking. "No. Different good." He ran his fingers up and down your spine, soothing your damp skin. "Perrito was a nice touch, by the way."
"I was wondering how you would feel about that." You couldn't help but giggle.
"You know..." You looked up at AJ curious of his next words. However, he refused to meet your gaze, pink dusting across his cheeks. "Next time, you might have to tie me up if I'm not allowed to touch you. I don't know if I could have the same restraint." He bit his lip, trying to stop himself from enjoying the idea too much.
You kissed his lips, "I think that could be arranged."
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