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𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓪 𝓑𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓵𝔂 𝓫𝔂 𝓛. 𝓡
Fem reader, explicit content, read with awareness!!!
Andrew Pope Cody with a girlfriend who loves him so so so much. so much she wears the tiniest skirts around him, knowing he’s watching.
After Catherine, his family, Lena being SAFE at his home, he was ready to settle down. Maybe someone let Renan or maybe even someone who could match his wit. He just wanted someone to take care of now he had his house, niece and big dick. poor thing.
That was when you showed up, right next door. He was pulling up to the house after dropping off Lena at school, and you were putting boxes inside your new house. Talking to the movers like they were your friends.
“The landlord at my last place, total creep!” You scoff, not noticing at how the movers stare at your ass as you walk inside the building. Pope who stands against your car, and when you notice him? He isn’t sure God can repent him of the sins he saw in his head.
You smile and wave, not noticing the growing tent in his jeans. You smile once more, then going inside.
It takes him three months to talk to you again. And when he does it’s because you dropped your groceries and Lena asked Pope to help you. He couldn’t say no to that.
So, with the help of a pair of tiny hands, and Popes bigger ones, you made it safely. No cans dropped.
“You guys should totally stay! I make a good brownie.” You smile, giggling as Lena looks around, touching your fluffy pillows that lay on the couch.
Pope shrugs, mentally preparing himself to hold in the longest erection of his life.
Dessert goes by fast, Lena already in bed on your couch, sugar crashing.
First you’re talking about moving, then you’re talking about old flames, then you’re talking about how you lost your virginity.
“Didn’t even cum.” You whisper, halfway through whining. He starts listening fast. “You look like you could make a girl cum, big hands and all.” You murmur, looking him up and down, clothed sock slowly inching towards his cock.
And that’s when he knew he wanted to settle down. just like how you settled down.
He watches you slowly drop to your knees, unzipping his jeans, mouth hot against his dripping tip.
“Come on… just a little taste?”
He quickly nods, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. Before he could let himself feel the pleasure, you quickly get up and run to your room.
Groaning to himself, palming his boxers, he walks to where Lena lays, checking on her then double locking your door. Following you.
You smile as you hand him the camera. “Wanna remember this.”
“What do you mean?” He says in what is supposed to come out demanding, more breathy.
“Take pictures of it!” You bite your lip, handing him the Polaroid camera. While also slowly inching towards your bed.
Thinking you went too far, he turns it on, grabbing your legs, pulling you to the end of the bed, kissing your neck.
“I don’t usually do this… kiss someone I’ve only met a while ago.” He grunts, between kisses, rubbing his hard on against your leg.
“Yeah but you sure do like jacking off with your window open looking at me.” You whisper, moaning when he grips your hips.
“…what?”
You shush him, slowly getting back on your knees, going right back into action. Rubbing his thighs you grab his length, pulsing in your hand as it slaps against his stomach. He’s bigger than you’re used to, trimmed but still enough hair to melt into.
Pulling down the straps or your tank top, you let him get a peek of your white innocent like bra, while he stares in anticipation, you slip his tip in your mouth, swirling around the precum.
Moaning around his cock, he immediately makes a ponytail in your hair, making you go slightly faster.
And before he notices, you slip it halfway in your throat, bobbing your head up and down, tracing the veins with your tongue. Pope can’t help but whimper loudly with his head thrown back.
He quickly grabs the Polaroid camera, snapping a picture of you choking on his cock, tears in your eyes visible.
You can feel him pulsate again before he rips you off, picking you up and throwing you on the bed. You laugh as you bounce.
You’re about to laugh again until you feel your panties, getting torn, tank being forced off, and bra quickly removed. You’re about to comment on his rapidness until he rubs his tip over your swollen clit, making you whine.
“Just put it i-“ you get cut off once he shoves it in your tiny hole making you scream. Whilst seeing stars he quickly snaps another photo of your conjoined body parts, smirking to himself.
He thrusts in and out, faster, harder, your walls closing in. And before you know it both of you are spurting out your own bodily fluids, heaving on each other.
That wasn’t the last time, no.
He loves his girlfriend who lets him take naughty pictures of her, he has one in his wallet with a hand print on her ass, he has a special box no one can get into.
His innocent girl who lets him take sinful pictures each time they have sex, then needing to buy another camera.
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reqs are open!!!
⭐️baby⭐️ signing off!
