#k write blurbs

[puckngrind]

I am permanently thirsting over Boone and that pic of him today with the toddler sent me on this terrible downward spiral of fantasizing about him initiating the “I’m ready if you are” convo about having kids

This is late...and from the day the boys went to Nationwide Children’s.

I will say, I have been more on the Boone train than off this season.

He would bring up ready to have kids convo so easily that you spit out your water. Watching tv and cuddled up Boone just says,

“So if we get pregnant now then the baby would come during off season right?” Boone doesn’t take his eyes off the tv.

“I mean yes. The math is right but that means getting pregnant now.” You pull away to see how serious he is.

“Babe, I’m ready if you are.” He kisses your lips softly.

“Oh, okay. Like I’m rea....” you start to say as Boone scoops you up and carries you up the steps.

“Let’s start now then?” He laughs as you pretend to fight to get off his shoulder.

[puckngrind]

I’m just here to drop by and say, I’d let freddie destroy me. rough me up. Mark me up. Please.

Yes!!!!!!

Same.

Can you imagine how flexible he is in bed?!?!

He worries about literally crushing you but you promise he’s not hurting you.

He marks you strategically so it’s almost seen on your exposed skin but you can still cover it up.

So so hotttttt.....so so good.

[puckngrind]

Hi it’s M’sAnon and I present to you: “Car sex looks so much easier in the movies.” “Behave.” I’ve been thinking about what you said about him looking fuckable after the game last night and haven’t moved past it 🤤🤤

First, I remembering saying he was fuckable (like 24/7) but did I write that somewhere?!? 🤦🏻‍♀️

Car sex depends on the vehicle and the partner. Not that I know anything about that...😏

Ryan had an amazing game. You practically pull him to the car. Hair still wet all out of place. He goes to buckle and you climb onto his lap. Kissing his deeply and attempting to shift into the spot you need him the most.

You groan, “Car sex looks so much easier in the movies.” Ryan’s hands come up to hold just under your breasts.

“Behave babe.” He whispers and kisses you lightly. “Cannot wait to get home? We live down the street.” He chuckles into your neck. Ghosting his lips down to his jersey’s collar and causing your hips to press further into him. He moans.

“You looked so fuckable in your interview. I just need you.” You bite his ear and feel Ryan’s cock as he rolls into you.

“Babe. We are in the parking lot at...” His breath hitches as your hands find their way under his shirt. “Fuck it. Can we at least go to the backseat?”

You climb into the back and Ryan squeezes himself between the seats and presses himself onto you.