Monday Smutday!
Sorry it’s been a hot sec since I did one of these. My writing has slowed to a crawl, unfortunately. But hopefully there will be more chapters posted on a few of my stories soon! Until then, enjoy an excerpt from a sex scene coming up in my CDAD fanfic!
“My hands go under her shirt and she moans into my mouth. Her tongue skims my bottom lip and she pushes me down to lay down on my bed. My stomach flips at the movement and my breath quickens as she does. I feel her clutch my shirt a little harder. God I want her to just-
My thought is interrupted when she grabs my wrists, takes my hands off of her waist and pins them up above my head. I clench at her assertiveness and my legs tighten around her hips. Despite not typically being very vocal, I can’t stop a sigh that’s bordering on a moan from leaving my lips. Fuck this woman is going to kill me.
At the sound, Hayden drives her hips into me and her mouth moves to my neck and if my underwear weren’t wet before, they sure as hell are now. I grind against her, silently begging for just the slightest amount of relief.
She moans against my skin. The familiar sound hits me at my core and I fight against her grip slightly.
She suddenly pulls back at my movement and looks me in the eye.
“Too much?” she asks, releasing my hands as she props herself up on her elbows.
“Not enough,” I murmur into her lips as I pull her back onto me.
She moans again, louder this time. I clutch her back as I move my hands down to the hem of her shirt. We’re alone. My stomach explodes with desire as I drag my fingers along her bare skin, lifting her shirt up as my hands travel back up to her torso. I can feel her shoulder blades poke out against her soft skin and my breath increases.
Her body is so smooth and soft. Her touch, even though I can tell she’s trying to be more forceful, is gentle. I’m overcome with emotion and before I can stop myself, Hayden’s shirt is on the floor. Before she even has a chance to lay back down on top of me, my shirt has joined it.
When her stomach meets mine, all of my breath is forced out of my lungs. Fuck, this is hot. SHE’S hot. I roll us over so I can straddle her and look into her gray eyes as my hands find her bra clasp.
Her face is red. SO red. I completely freeze.
“Are you okay?” I ask, sitting up to give her space.
“I’m just…. Holy fuck. Um…. I… I can’t think right now,” she says, blinking several times and shaking her head.
“We can st-”
I can’t finish my offer before she sits up, wraps her arms around my middle, and starts kissing my chest ferociously. I tangle my fingers in her hair and use my other hand to undo her bra. She slides out of it and tosses it to the floor before taking mine off and holy shit how can something feel so good? How is someone so soft??”













