Hello there!It’s time to share what I read this month.Thanks to all the amazing writers who shared their incredible work with all of us, you all are talented af and I loved reading your stories! ♥️
I won’t lie, it’s another month being so far behind my tbr list, I’m sorry about that.
If I’ve started to read your series and didn’t read another chapter yet, I promise I’ve not abandoned that story. I'll get back to this as soon as possible.
If you happen to read any of my recommendations please let the authors know that you enjoyed their work! Comments and reblogs are our greatest joy.Full list under the cut, each one of these fics is written for a MATURE audience so please, stay away if you're under 18. Read the warnings/tags before engaging in any of these works. I’m not responsible for the content you consume on the internet.
Previous recs
A new story has been added to my Kinky Challenge Masterlist so I'm sharing it again, I've also added it below but here's the full list:
Kinky Challenge Masterlist
Dividers by @/saradika-graphics
Joel Miller
Humiliated - Joel Miller x f!reader by @broad-shouldrs
Summary: joel accidentally comes inside you
Season of the wolf - Joel Miller x reader by @mcthsman (series - ongoing)
Summary: The giant wolf that has been killing people around town shares a very striking feature with the quiet man that keeps breaking into your home— They both have the saddest, warmest brown eyes you've ever seen.
Soft Launch - Joel Miller x f!reader by @hanahleah
Summary: Joel Miller comes as a package deal and the other half of it is not convinced you can stay over.
The measure of Man - Joel Miller x OFC by @metaphoricgibberish (series - ongoing)
Summary: There are people of virtue who believe themselves to be monsters. There are monsters who believe themselves to be human. Most of us, though, exist in the impalpable space between monster and human.
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Joel is saved by a woman he believes to be an angel, who believes herself to be a monster.
Half a sandwich - Sleazy Joel the beginning - sleazy!Joel x f!reader by @littledes1re
Summary: If you’d known that half a sandwich behind a dumpster was gonna be the start of… whatever the hell this turned into, you’d’ve probably stayed home that day. He wasn’t lookin’ for trouble—hell, he talks to everybody, that’s just how Joel is. But every damn time he saw you sittin’ there, quiet as a ghost, lookin’ like you’d rather be anywhere else, he couldn’t help it. ’Cause life’s funny like that. It throws people at you when you least expect it—usually when you’re already havin’ a goddamn terrible week.
Hotline to Heaven - Joel Miller x f!reader by @chaotic-mystery
Summary: An inquisitive man gets more than what he's used to when he pushes the wrong number on a phone sex hotline.
Marking - Joel Miller x reader by @mcthsman
Summary: Your boyfriend catches everyone’s eyes. Joel, for the most part, doesn’t seem to notice but you know better: They want him just as much as you do, and you need to figure out a way to keep people away.
Farmer’s Blues - Farmer!Joel x fem!reader by @llayla0
Summary: Daisy, the most spoiled sheep in Texas, who also happens to be your daddy's undisputed favourite, chooses the worst possible time to give birth. And out of all the things in the world, she only seems to want to eat Joel Miller’s corn. With your mama sleeping soundly and your daddy out playing poker with Joel, you figure it’s safe to sneak into your neighbour's field to get some corn for Daisy…except Joel isn’t as absent as you thought.
Deep - Drabble - Joel Miller x f!reader by @littledes1re
Beneath the southern skies - Joel Miller x fem!reader by @miliebriar
Summary: after the outbreak, you and joel met in jackson. he never thought he will find love again, but then he met you. young, sweet and so beautiful. after a rough start, you and joel got together. after three years in jackson, you decided to move out of jackson, and find an old farm house, so joel could have his sheep farm he wished for and you two were just by yourself. and now, you found a way to built this new life of yours. and fully embraced it.
Untitled - Husband!Joel Miller x f!reader by @lacedc1gs
Summary: the hectic schedule of work and daily life truly took its toll on you, always making ends meet at your workplace, hell even at home. But Joel knows how to make all feel better for his dearest wife, of course he does. what kind of husband would he be if he didn’t know how to soothe you?
Endorphins - personal trainer!Joel Miller x f!reader by @baronessvonglitter
Summary: The hot personal trainer in your neighborhood gives you a one-on-one session.
Pieces of you - Joel Miller x fem!reader - Bad Blood extra by @aurorawritestoescape
Summary: there’s a rule in Joel’s house — you give him a hard-on, you deal with it!
Hundred dollar bill - Joel Miller x fem!reader by @hauntedinkk
Summary: you and your dad’s bestfriend have been fooling around for months now and after weeks of joel pushing you away, trying to be the responsible one, a road trip and shared car makes things hard to resist.
Unfaithful - Contractor!Joel Miller x Married!Reader by @peepawmiller
Summary: Your husband is unfaithful, and your contractor is hot.
Never tear us apart - Joel Miller x f!reader - series (ongoing) by @milla-frenchy
Summary: September 26th. The day the world went dark, you were on the other side of the country, separated from the love of your life
For 20 years, you and Joel have been surviving, unaware of what happened to each other, until your paths finally cross again
Guard dogs - Joel Miller x reader x Tommy Miller - series (ongoing) by @sprigsofhazel
Summary: your mom falls in love, elopes and suddenly you're uprooted from your shitty apartment and moved into a house with her new husband and his two sons, joel & tommy. your mom thinks you're the brady bunch, but you wholeheartedly disagree, until things between you and your step-brothers slowly start to shift into uncharted territory.
Force of nature part 2 - Joel Miller x f!reader by @skyesdelight
Summary: Like a moth to a flame, you're drawn to Joel yet again.
Baby Mine part 1 - dark!Joel Miller x f!reader by @tateypots
Summary: Broken after losing Ellie to the fireflies Joel finds himself a new purpose when he’s taken in by a man and his daughter.
Baby Mine part 2 - dark!Joel Miller x f!reader by @/tateypots
Summary: Joel decides it’s time to go to Jackson and uses your fears to try and keep you compliant.
Baby Mine part 3 - dark!Joel Miller x f!reader by @/tateypots
Summary: You settle into Jackson with Joel and he is obsessed with your pregnant body.
Give me another - Jackson!Joel Miller x f!reader by @shadowqueen2024
Summary: After a few days of Joel working late with patrols, watch duty or contacting duties for Jackson's safety, comes with the price of not being able to spend as much time with you as he'd like. Since today is his day off, the two of you spent it being lazy, staying at home, ending with the perfect nighttime routine you had missed.
Who's your daddy now? - Perv!Joel x f!reader by @dreamedaboutitinthedark
Summary: As you settle into your new house, Joel grows worried that you'll soon realize you're too good for him. You take offense and remind him whose bed he's sleeping in.
Stalker!Joel ask - Stalker!Joel x f!reader by @ess-evo
Din Djarin
Eyes Drabble - Din Djarin x f!reader by @sawymredfox
Harry Castillo
La Dolce Vita - Harry Castillo x OFC by @cozymochaa (series - ongoing)
Series summary: a year after heartbreak for both you and Harry, the two of you find love in the most unexpected place. thing is, Harry is one of your closest friend's brother-in-law. will you still act on it?
The Ex Education - Ex husband!Harry Castillo x Ex Wife!F!Reader by @missadangel (series - ongoing)
Summary: Born and raised on the Upper East Side — mother’s an actress, stepfather runs an empire that’s suddenly “under review,” and your brother’s the reason you have gray hair. You married perfection in your 20s Years after your picture-perfect marriage went up in smoke, you left New York to “heal.” Now you’re back, in your 30s — and saw your ex-husband on the cover of TIME. Wow. He got richer, your family’s going down, and somehow, you ended up working for him. Cried? Yes. Bad idea? Definitely. What could possibly go wrong?
Marcus Moreno
Read my mind - Marcus Moreno x f!telepath!reader by @baronessvonglitter
Summary:On your first date with Marcus, you reveal a big secret about yourself.
Clint Flood
Obligation of Love - Clint Flood x f!reader by @ess-evo
Summary: Clint is the man of your dreams. You're planning a wedding; every day with him is filled with love and affection, so then why do you have a knot in your stomach every time he leaves home?
Dave York
Video Vixen - Dave York x camgirl!reader by @baronessvonglitter
Summary: You're Dave's favorite camgirl and his ultimate fantasy. Could he ever see you as anything else?
Marcus Pike
Restoration - Husband!Marcus Pike x wife!reader by @peepawmiller
Summary: Marcus is a workaholic, and you're not sure your marriage is strong enough to handle the strain.
Frankie Morales
To love me is to suffer me - Frankie Morales x wife!reader by @dreamedaboutitinthedark
Summary: After landing in the States after the events of South America, Frankie calls you to let you know he's coming home. To his surprise, you come to pick him up from the airport and bring him back to your shared bedroom effortlessly.
You promised - Frankie Morales x wife!reader by @petalsinblood
Summary: There are far worse things in the middle of the night than intruders. Things that make you question your marriage with Frankie.
Oh baby - Frankie Morales x fem!reader by @aurorawritestoescape
Summary: Frankie finds your panties in his pocket and his mind starts wandering.
Javier Peña
Somewhere only we know - Javier Peña x fem!reader by @milla-frenchy
Summary: it’s a story about two people who are very dear to each other, but too scared to turn their friendship into something else. They search for each other in other people and places until fate brings them back together at the right time
Jack Abbot
Ring - a Jack Abbot x reader story by @mcthsman
Summary: You have a huge crush on the night shift attending of your new workplace, Dr. Jack Abbot; he's nice, he's kind, he's always giving you his undevided attention.
Too bad he is married to the day shift attending, Dr. Robby Robinavitch.
Pope Cody
Tasmanian Devil - a Pope Cody x reader story by @/mcthsman
Summary: Pope gets mauled by the devil in the middle of the night. (Your cat likes Pope's big chest almost as much as you do.)
My work
Closer - Tess x f!reader x Joel
Summary: Trying to control her attraction to you was one of the hardest things Tess had ever done. But she'd succeeded. Until you made it clear how much you wanted to get closer to her. For Joel, falling into this scenario was just the natural closing of the circle.
Love on the brain - Joel Miller x f!reader
Summary: As a storm rages over Jackson, you finally confront the man who saved you. And who has chosen to ignore you, even though you're forced to live in the same house. You’re pretty much convinced he hates you. And like a flash of lightning that tears through the sky and lights up the night, the truth finally dawns before your eyes. And maybe it's not what you expected…
All days will be completed with various characters. The Mandalorian, Ezra (Prospect), Frankie Morales, Javier Peña, Agent Whiskey, Pero Tovar, Oberyn Martell, Marcus Pike, Dave York, Max Phillips, Max Lord, Marcus Moreno, Zach Wellison, Dieter Bravo, Javi Gutierrez, Joel Miller, Tim Rockford, Marcus Acacius, Clint Flood, Harry Castillo, Ted Garcia, Reed Richards
** All prompts will be completed as Female Reader
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Day 1: Swinging/Swapping Partners - Reed Richards/Sue Storm/Marcus Moreno
Day 2. Roleplay - Ted Garcia
Day 3. Anal Sex - Joel Miller
Day 4. Sensory Depravation - Mando
Day 5. Caning - Oberyn Martell
Day 6. Knotting - Marcus Acacius
Day 7. Tentacles - Pero Tovar
Day 8. Double Penetration - Clint Flood/Javier Peña
Day 9. Somnophilia - Max Lord
Day 10. Knife Play - Javi Gutierrez
Day 11. Oral - Agent Whiskey
Day 12. Thigh Riding - Harry Castillo
Day 13. Phone Sex - Max Phillips
Day 14. Uniform - Zach Wellison
Day 15. Piercing - Dieter Bravo
Day 16. Cuckolding - Tim Rockford
Day 17. Weight Gain - Frankie Morales
Day 18. Anonymous Sex - Marcus Pike
Day 19. Hunter/Prey//Oviposition - Mando
Day 20. Glory Hole - Ted Garcia
Day 21. Rimming/Anallingus - Dieter Bravo
Day 22. Orgy//Exhibitionism - Marcus Acacius
Day 23. A/B/O - Marcus Moreno
Day 24. Voyeurism//Gangbang - Harry Castillo
Day 25. Masturbation - Max Phillips
Day 26. Hatefucking//Begging//Mirror - Oberyn Martell
Marcus Moreno x f!telepath!reader | 2.6K | read on AO3
(photo found on pinterest as is)
summary: On your first date with Marcus, you reveal a big secret about yourself.
WARNINGS: soft!Marcus. protective!Marcus. self-deprecation. reader is a telepath. dirty thoughts. fluff and smut. first date. food/alcohol. teensy bit of eating food off each other. finger sucking. fantasies about public/ outdoor sex. mention of Marcus's powers - super strength. light d/s themes. dom-ish reader/subby Marcus. hand job. masturbation. come eating. mutual masturbation. spitting. breast/nipple play. Reader not described apart from wearing a dress and having breasts/vagina.
a/n: Hey there demons, it's me, ya girl - bringing back one of my husbands! Honestly I originally had this as a chapter for The Assistant From Hell, but while writing it, it didn't feel very Cat.. so this is a completely separate story. (Cat and Marcus will have a first date.. eventually.. and it's actually really cute) Enjoy! (not beta'd so mistakes are highly likely - we're living in the danger zone)
dividers by @/strangergraphics 👑
MARCUS MORENO MASTERLIST | FULL MASTERLIST
If there's one thing that comes naturally to Marcus Moreno, it's being a gentleman. He opens doors, pulls out chairs, and holds umbrellas during rainstorms. These things are second nature in his mind. But around you, well, he's more clumsy. Nervous. Tongue-tied.
It was a sheer miracle he'd even managed to ask you out after almost two years of working on the same floor and sharing jokes in line while waiting for your coffee orders in the lobby. It was even more of a miracle that you'd said yes.
He picks you up at your place, your arm looped through his as he walks you to his car. Inside, he leans over and buckles your seat belt without even thinking about it, his knuckles softly brushing your side.
Idiot he silently berates himself as he apologizes for the accidental touch. Buckling her seat belt? Like she's a five year old? "Sorry," he mumbles, quickly pulling back and focusing on starting the car with shaky hands. "Force of habit."
"I don't mind you being protective of me," you tell him softly.
Marcus smiles softly at that, a burst of joy in the center of his body as he navigates the quiet suburban streets.
"So, which restauarant are you taking me to?" you ask him.
"It's called Bella Notte. It's run by this little old Italian couple who make the best ravioli," he says, a small, proud smile on his face.
"Ravioli's my favorite!"
"I know.. I heard you mention it during the icebreaker exercise when you first started at HQ." He pauses, a little embarrassed to admit he remembers you said your favorite color is turquoise, your favorite hobby is gardening, and that you broke your leg when you were twelve.
"Is there anything you don't know about me, Marcus?" you tease him.
Yeah, what your lips taste like.
He clears his throat, shifting in his seat. He really needs to get a handle on himself. Or maybe take up celibacy. "Probably," he grunts, keeping his eyes on the road. "You're full of surprises."
"We can use tonight to get to know each other better," you suggest.
You're a mind reader, he thinks. "Yeah," he agrees, risking a glance at you when he's stopped at a light. His eyes linger on your legs, the way your dress hugs your figure. And now he's thinking of how much he wants to feel those legs wrapped around his waist-
You clear your throat, shifting in your seat. "How did you know?"
He swallows hard, letting off the brake as he eases on the gas. "Know what?" he asks innocently.
"That I'm a telepath."
Wait.. what??
Marcus whips his head towards you so fast it's almost comical. "You're a what?"
"I should have been more transparent.. I'm sorry. I registered as a telepath with the Heroics when I got the job. I'm just not a hero." You shrug. "I'm good at blocking out thoughts I don't want to hear."
He's trying really hard to process the fact that his coworker, the woman he's fantasized over for months, can read his mind. "And have you.. have you been reading my thoughts?" he asks apprehensively.
"Sometimes," you answer. "They're.. loud."
Shit. "So you've heard.. everything?"
"Not everything," you say quickly. "I'm able to shut them out when they get too personal."
Thank goodness for small mercies. "We're already on this date.. why don't you tell me something you have heard? Just to get it out of the way."
"I don't know, Marcus.. some things are better left unsaid."
If she knows I've thought about bending her over my desk I will jump out of this moving car, he thinks.
You shake your head. "Well I didn't know that until you thought it just now."
I'm doomed. Marcus groans. "Just end me now," he mutters, shaking his head. The idea that you've been privy to his most personal fantasies about you is both hot and humiliating. It's doing some odd things to his dick right now.
"Marcus, listen to me.." you put your hand on his arm. "I wouldn't be here with you if I thought it was weird."
Doubt shows up in his puppy dog eyes. "You're not freaked out?"
"No, I'm.. honored, actually."
"You.. like that I think about you?"
"I'm sure you know by now that I like you."
The glowing neon sign for Bella Notte appears in the distance but he's barely registering it with your hand on his arm, your words ringing in his ears. "But.. I'm.." Only words come to mind: Older. Baggage. Awkward.
You counter them with your own: "Handsome. Kind. Smart."
Marcus takes a shuddering breath as he parks outside the restaurant. When he looks at you there's a glimmer of gratitude that's hard to miss. "C'mon," you tell him with a wink. "Let's go inside before they run out of ravioli."
"It's a genetic gift - more like a curse," you explain over a house moscato and breadsticks while you're waiting for your orders. "The firstborn women in my mother's lineage have all had telepathic abilities."
"Wow." Marcus says, impressed by the way your powers have been passed down through the generations. "So you're telling me I'm going to have to watch my thoughts around you from now on?" he teases.
"Well.. maybe not all.." you keep eye contact over the rim of your wine glass.
You trade stories over dinner, starting simple - work gossip and jokes, then elaboration on the origins of both your powers. Vacation preferences, worst date stories, playful hypotheticals. You loosen up around each other, and you willfully shove aside any stray thoughts you catch drifting from Marcus's mind.
At one point he's thinking this date could still go horribly wrong. He's second-guessing how much you like him, or if there will even be a second date.
"Stop thinking that," you tell him, "and eat up."
But while you're both busy eating that only means that Marcus's thoughts wander. Vague images come to life behind your eyes before they vanish, like a bubble being popped midair. You attempt to be nonchalant about it, but a small smirk crosses your face at his attempts to keep his thoughts on the straight and narrow.
"You're enjoying this," he grumbles. "I'm trying to be suave, you know."
"You are suave. In your own way."
He rolls his eyes, face turning pink from embarrassment. "Gee, thanks. Just the compliment every man wants to hear from a beautiful woman. In your own way. So reassuring."
"I mean it," you can't help chuckling. "I like you just the way you are."
His eyes soften at your sincerity. "Yeah?" he says quietly. "Even with all my baggage?"
You nod. "I've got room for baggage."
"Are you sure you want to sign up for that?"
You put down your fork and cross your arms over the table. "Why Marcus, are you suggesting courtship?"
"Yeah," he admits at last. "Maybe I am.."
"Hmm. I might have to sleep on it. Or.."
He leans forward. "Or what?"
A shrug. "Buy me some tiramisu, that should expedite the process."
There are butterflies in your stomach as Marcus orders "one tiramisu for my very demanding potential girlfriend."
Potential girlfriend. The sound of it makes you smile.
You offer to share the dessert. Halfway through he watches. transfixed, as a smudge of mascarpone remains on the edge of your mouth. He has two options: let it stay there and go insane imagining licking it off, or do something about it. He leans towards you. "You've got a little something right here." His thumb brushes the spot then he freezes when he realizes what he's doing. You take advantage of his hesitation and capture his thumb between your lips, licking off the cream.
"That's what you were thinking.. right?" you ask innocently.
"Trust me," he mutters, gently taking his hand back, "you do not want to know what I'm thinking right now."
The watiter chooses that exact moment to come by to refill your water glasses and Marcus immediately snaps back into his seat.
"Wanna show me what you're thinking?" you whisper after the waiter leaves.
He blushes, obviously wrestling with his answer. "Are you sure?"
"Marcus, I just sucked dessert off your finger. I think I can handle a few naughty thoughts., let me in."
He closes his eyes, grounding himself before allowing his thoughts to flow to her.
Your legs are wrapped around his waist as he presses you against the wall outside this very restaurant.. you gasp as he thrusts inside, keeping your supported with his super-strength.. he kisses down your throat, his grip tight on your ass, pelvis grinding against your clit-
"Hey," you blink as the image is abruptly taken away. "What's wrong?"
Marcus is this close to embarrassing himself, already hard as a rock, trying to cover it with his dinner napkin. "We shouldn't be doing this here," he whispers. "Maybe we can go somewhere.."
"I don't fuck on a first date," you whisper, "but there's plenty else we can do.."
With that, Marcus asks for the check, and when the waiter takes too long he just plops a wad of bills on the table.
"Let's get out of here."
You notice he's driving extra fast to your destination. "Easy tiger," you chuckle.
"Sorry," he says sheepishly.
"You know.. I like the things you think.."
"You do?"
"You're kind of a perv.. hiding behind that nice guy facade."
"Excuse you, I'm a perfect gentleman," he retorts. "And if I'm such an obvious perv, why are you leaving with me?"
"Because maybe I'm one too."
You reach the old lookout point, the engine idling as you park beneath a copse of elm trees, the moon partially obscured by the branches, showing through in silvery beams.
"Fuck me," he says in awe, your words like a choir of angels, resounding in his head as he tries to wrap his mind around the fact that you're actually here.
You lean in, lips ghosting over his. "Maybe next time. But for now.." You kiss him and he lets out a rough sound against your lips.
"For now?" he reminds you, and your hand trails down to gently palm the front of his jeans. His hips buck forward involuntarily into your touch, and he grits out your name in a desperate plea.
"That's right.. keep saying my name.." you murmur, undoing his zipper. His head falls back against the head rest. "Please," he says between gritted teeth.
"Please what?"
"Please touch me.. either let me come in your hand, or take what you want from me."
"Take what I want?" you repeat. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Picture it for me so I can see it."
Marcus lets his mind run rampant with every filthy thought, selecting one to show you: an image of him on his knees in front of you in his office, head between your legs as you command him to lick and to suck. Use me. Take the pleasure you want. I don't mind, I'll be a good boy.
"Fuck," you groan, freeing his length and grasping the thick root. Your own fingers slide under your panties as you keep the image of his fantasy imprinted on your mind.
"Please," he begs, "let me see you."
You quickly shimmy out of your panties and spread your thighs, your soft skin shiny with arousal, fingers plunging deep inside as you continue to stroke him. His hand creeps slowly up your thigh. "Can I..?" he asks, voice cracking.
"Fuck yes." You remove your fingers and trace his lips with them. His lips part automatically as he takes your digits in his mouth. Making quick work of them, his tongue swirls around each and every one as he cleans your essence from them. When you pull them back out he chases them, pressing little kitten-like kisses to your fingertips. "Thank you," he says hoarsely, with the reverence of a devoted man who's never been more thankful of anything in his whole life.
His entire body shudders as you bring his hand between your legs and he lets out a ragged gasp to feel how drenched you are. "For me?" he rasps out, burying his face against your neck. He finds your clit and his hips jerk against your palm as you squeeze him in return.
He has you squirming and panting in his hands. He rubs you in slow, tortuously gentle circles as you whine, hips chasing his touch, shameless in your need. But the need to see you fall apart is too great and he doesn't have the tenacity to make you beg when you tell him you want to come. "Do it, baby," he murmurs, giving you what you need. His touch is enthusiastic, dipping his fingers inside, pumping them just how you need, the sloppy sound of your pussy like music to his ears. His eyes widen when you start to constrict around his fingers, but he maintains a steady rhythm, crooking his digits just so, and your climax has him in its grip, literally and figuratively, as you drench his hand, cries of ecstasy filling the air between you.
"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, kissing your cheek as you try to catch your breath.
You put your palm to his mouth. "Spit," you command. Marcus does as he's told, gathering saliva in his mouth and spitting into your hand.
"Good boy," you mutter, and use it to stroke him, thumb swirling over his sensitive tip. Marcus chokes on a groan, hips jerking wildly. He's embarrassingly close already.
You kiss him, a messy union of lips and tongues and teeth as you keep going, stimulating each other. You pull down the front of your dress and your bra, your chest bare before him. Marcus is like a man starving, his eyes roving over your body, taking in every detail of you. "Can I put my mouth on you? Please?"
"God, yes," you moan, pulling him toward you, where he presses an open-mouthed kiss to the center of your chest before his mouth trails lower, tongue sneaking out to trace a path across the underside of your breast. "Beautiful," he mutters before his lips close around one nipple, tongue swirling gently. Spurred on by your sweet moans, the way your chest arches into his touch. He gives the same attention to your other nipple, moaning at the way it buds and hardens under his tongue, his teeth gently grazing it. Your fingers tighten on his scalp before you pull him away, a thing string of spit connecting from his lips to your breast.
"Watch me," you murmur.
You settle back, cupping one breast while your other hand snakes between your thighs, teasing your clit with spit-soaked fingertips. You're dipping into his thoughts, savoring them, imagining them coming true. You fall apart, body trembling as you come undone under your own touch, your hand reaching out to grab Marcus again. "Come for me, Marcus," you say, stroking him using your own juices. "Be a good boy.."
That was it. Marcus comes with a strangled cry, his body locking up as he spills over your fingers. When it finally subsides he slumps bonelessly against you, breathing ragged and hot against your damp skin. "Holy shit.."
"So good," you murmur, licking his sticky glaze off your fingers. "See how good you are?" You let him taste as well. He takes them into his mouth with a rough sigh, his tongue swirling around your fingers. "Taste good?" you ask. Marcus can only nod weakly before finally slumping back into his seat.
"Pretty good for a first date, huh? We got to third base." Still panting, you tidy yourself and rearrange your clothes.
He smiles at that, righting his own clothes as well. "Further than I hoped."
The drive home is quiet, but satisfied. The scent of sex still hangs in the air. You hold hands on the way back.
tagging those interested in my wip and those I hope will enjoy: @sawymredfox | @bergamote-catsandbooks | @rosharanfiction | @time-for-my-weekly-spanking | @milla-frenchy | @tateypots (if you're tagged and you don't want to be, please lmk)
