🍯 hunni pot — oh. my. god. for context i was speaking to a friend recently about split (2016) and she tried to convince me it wasn't real because she'd never heard of it and she's a movie junkie.. long story short we rewatched it and i don't remember james mcavoy being THAT hot?? like i remember him being hot but damn. anyways enjoy my rambling as i freak out over dilfs on the main. im back hoes. reader is like early 20s and james is his age and divorced
hot summer days were the best thing for you. the sun warming you and giving you dark tan lines that highlighted you stretch marks that little bit more. looking through your aptly packed suitcase, you huffed at the idea of not being able to buy a new bikini. granted, you were only here for two weeks of your summer break, and you did have four in total, but you could never have too many, right? you settled on your blue two-piece, throwing a tank top and a baby skirt over it just to prevent your ass from being completely out as you walked down to the waterfall/lake a little ways from the summer house.
you decided to tan before getting in the water, the peaceful current giving you the perfect opportunity to relax and lay around. laying on your towel under the beating sun, you slid you bottoms down over the dips in your hips, a little crack show for the birds and bees.
maybe ten minutes go by, and you turn over to face the sky. sitting here baking with a blunt would be amazing, and you make a mental note to roll one next time you come down here. slipping your top down a little, then a lot, then just taking it off and letting it all hang out was a wise decision, the sun shining on your bare dark nipples and a tickle moving it's way in between your thighs as you reel in the feeling. another ten-ish minutes and you're dozing, barely keeping your eyes open as you listen to the water flow just a few feet from you. you stop trying after a bit, rolling into the sensuality of sleeping half-naked with nature.
until you feel a shirt laying over your midriff.
and feel mr. james trying to shake you awake. fuuuuck.
his eyes are (reasonably) diverted from you. james couldn't help but feel like a perverted high schooler, awkwardly kneeling so his best friends daughter didn't have to see the far too obvious boner she was giving him right now. james had kids of his own, he'd seen nipples and pantylines before, so why did he feel so.. different?
as you woke up and hoped to God Almighty that that the Earth would just swallow you while right there, mr. james gave you that we don't have to talk about it look that he'd given you many times. you just nodded as he turned away, flicking his belt and removing his shorts to reveal his trunks. it could've been your hazy brain. it could've been the angle since you were still tying your top. it could've been the lighting of the Sun, for God's sake, but you swear that mr. james' trunks were outlining his cock, the fabric tightening around his thighs. but you didn't have time to see it because he quickly plunged into the water, using his big arms to move himself under the waterfall, cascading down his hair and chest. (im a dirty pervert. omg that gif is going to the wank bank)
you sat on a smooth rock, right in the middle of the lazy lake. it was low, allowing the water to kiss your feet and the Sun to rub your back. watching as mr. james blatantly circled you, like an animal. he came to a stop in front of you, just watching you before speaking. "it's a cute top, y'know. dunno why you'd wanna ditch it." he shrugs, laughing as your attempt at splashing him ended with you nearly falling off the rock and him being no more wet than he already was.
you two got out after a bit, talking about life and how school was going and whatever could come to mind. mr. james's eyes never left you once, meanwhile you were avoiding his eyes like the plague. too busy watching his chiseled stomach flex every time he laughs, or shifts, or just fucking sits there.
"m'eyes are up here, lassie. what's with the pervin'?" he asks, lifting your chin with two fingers. you open your mouth, but words are failing you and by God you can't speak your mind. what would he think of you?
"i wanna fuck you."
oh.
"oh?" shit. what the fuck is wrong with you?
the answer to that question would have to wait for another time, because mr. james wasted no time scooting closer to you on the towel, lifting you up over his lap and lettin you sink down on his swim trunks, the cold fabric making you roll your hips. james could only grunt, resting his hand on your ass to push you a bit more forward, his hard-on twitching right against your clit.
"who've thought you as such a fuggin minx.." he groans, his lips connecting with yours twice, then a third time before you could feel his fingers slipping past your bottoms, groaning into your mouth as he feels your pussy for the first time. no matter how many times he'd dreamed about this, rubbed his cock to the idea of pleasuring you, he couldn't have dreamed this up in a hundred fucking years. but God, was he loving it.
slipping his cock out from his shorts, he watched as you let your manicured hand slip around him. james couldn't believe his fucking eyes, if he hadn't waited so long for this, he'd have cum just by the look in your eyes. sinking down, you rest your hands on his chest, feeling his trembling breath. you don't even have to tell him how much you love it, your pussy does all the work for you. the wet noises that start to come out of you spare no expense at letting james know what a good job he's doing at fucking you from below.
mr. james, ohhhfuuck.. you could barely contain yourself, he was fucking you with something to prove. the plap! plap! noise against the water falling in the background was heaven.
"drop that mr., darling. you know we aren't being very-- ugh, fuck me.. formal right now." he chuckles, continuing to fuck up into you while adding his fingers in the mix, rubbing your clit in deliberate, wet circles. cumming, oh fuck..!
and cumming you were. the Sun was beaming on your face, you were being fucked like a whore in the most intimate setting in all the Earth, and you were cumming, hard. james pants as he fucks you through your orgasm, letting you go limp on his shoulder. "wet as the water you are, darling." he chuckles, reeling in the way you clench around his cock completely involuntarily. a beat goes by as he rests his hands on your waist.
"you've ever been skinny dipping?" it was going to be a looooong night.
This is part one of a currently untitled mini series for Paddy from speak no evil (2024)
Warnings: Paddy (he is a warning himself), manipulation, age gap, drinking, infidelity, smut (with plot), unprotected sex, p in v, controlling relatives, fingering, multiple orgasms (i think that is it but if I missed one let me know)
This story will get dark. this is your warning, this part isn't really that dark and can be read as a stand-alone fic
summary: You are with your Aunt, Uncle and cousin on a small vacation in Italy where you befriend a couple and you take particular interest in Paddy
Word Count: 3700+
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When I met him in Italy, I was immediately drawn to him. He was like no man I had ever met before—exciting, inviting, and intoxicating. He was significantly older than me, but maybe that is what I needed. All the guys my age were the same, and none of them had the charm that Paddy did. But he was married, and I had tried my best to respect that.
However, that all changed when he invited me out a few nights after meeting. We were at dinner, and I was sitting beside my aunt, one seat down and across from Paddy. Drinks had just been served when Paddy eyed my drink.
“Water? Really? On vacation?” He asked, noticing my lack of alcoholic beverage.
“Oh, she doesn’t drink.” Louise said for me, causing me to roll my eyes.
“What, why not? Personal health? Religion?” Paddy asked, tilting his head, his blue eyes soft.
I side eyed my aunt before sighing and looking back to Paddy, “They’ve never let me.”
Paddy pulled back with a shocked face, “Oh, come on! You’re on vacation! You’re an adult! Indulge a little. I’ll tell you what, order whatever you want, it’s on me.” He said.
I smiled at him, “I appreciate it, but I’m afraid I wouldn’t even know where to begin.” I said honestly.
He laughed, looking down and shaking his head before looking back at me. “Let me help.”
He then proceeded to ask me a list of questions about my preferences, like if I liked sweet or bitter things, do I like fruity things, what flavors I preferred etc. Once he was, he nodded.
“Okay, I think I got it. Do you trust me?” He asked, and I nodded.
Then he flagged down the waiter and secretly ordered my drink for me. I could feel my aunt looking at me in slight disbelief. But I didn’t care. She and my uncle drank wine all the time. I was old enough to drink, so why not?
Eventually, the waiter brought my drink to me and I hesitantly took a drink as Paddy watched with anticipation.
“So?”
“That’s really good.” I said honestly.
Paddy clapped his hands in a small personal celebration, “Perfect!”
Dinner continued on with conversation among all of us. I finished my drink and began drinking my water again. I was listening to my Uncle drone on about something when I saw Paddy flag down our waiter again and point to me before sending me a small wink. I was brought another drink, which I happily accepted. By the time dinner concluded, I had downed 3, and I was feeling it, especially once I stood up.
“How we feeling?” Paddy asked.
“Great.” I said, giggling.
“Ah, yes, a giggly drunk, much better than a grumpy one.” Paddy said to my aunt, who just gave a thin-lipped smile and nodded.
“We should probably get going. It’s late.” She said waving me over to her.
Even with my mind fuzzy, I knew there was no point in putting up a fight.
“Actually,” Paddy’s voice made me pause, “Ciara and I were going to go to a club down the road after we put Ant to bed. We wanted to see if you, all three of you, wanted to join us. Just for a couple of hours, nothing crazy.”
“Not tonight, we’re all pretty tired.” My uncle said.
My aunt nodded in agreement, “Yeah, it’s late anyway. But thank you for the invite.”
Paddy’s eyes fell on me, and he raised an eyebrow in question. The liquor flowing through me gave me the courage to look at my aunt and uncle before turning back to Paddy and Ciara.
“I would love to.” I said, making Paddy smile.
“Oh, Yn, come on, you don’t want to impose.” My aunt said, touching my shoulder, but I brushed her off.
“She isn’t, I promise. I’ll keep an eye on her.” Ciara said, “Go on up and get changed. We’ll swing by and get you after Ant is in bed.”
Reluctantly, I followed my aunt and uncle up to our room. When we got there, I went straight to my suitcase and dug out a specific dress. I pooped the tags off of it before going into the bathroom to change into it. It was definitely unlike anything I had ever worn before. I showed off all my best assets, and I looked hot. I touched up my makeup before walking out to change my shoes.
“What on earth are you wearing?” My uncle asked from where he sat in his bed.
“A dress.” I said bluntly, grabbing my shoes.
“You’re not wearing that out. You look like a hooker.” He said but Louise put a hand on his arm.
“Look, you can’t even insult your niece without her telling you what to do.” I said as I put on my shoes.
“Yn, maybe you should stay in tonight. Meet some of the people your age here. I’m sure they’d go to the club with you.” Louise offered.
“Why wait?” I said, but before they could say anything, there was a knock on the door.
I opened it, and Paddy was standing there dressed nicer than he was at dinner. It was taking everything in me not to stare.
“Ready?” He asked.
“Yup!” I smiled.
“Don’t worry, Ben, she’ll be returned in one piece!” He called into the room after I stepped out. He pulled the door shut, and we began walking down the hall.
“So… change of plans… Ciara isn’t coming…” He said, watching to gauge my reaction.
“Oh…”
“Is that okay with you? I mean, if you’re at all uncomfortable, we don’t have to go.”
“No, I still want to go. I think I’m losing my buzz, though.” I said with a small laugh.
“Well, we can’t have that, can we?” He said, offering me his arm. I took it, trying not to blush, “Let’s go.”
Walking into the club, attached to his arm, just felt so right. It felt powerful. Paddy had an intimating aura about him that when people saw him they stepped out of his way. He walked us straight to the bar and ordered us some drinks.
Before I knew it he and I were on the dance floor, his hands on my hips as we danced together. Our bodies were pressed against one another. The booze in my system was clouding my judgment. I knew this was wrong. I was grinding on a married man over twice my age.
They called for the last call at the bar, and I drug Paddy back to it for us to get one more drink in. We both had a thin sheen of sweat covering our bodies as we waited for our drinks. There weren’t many seats so I was sitting while he stood right behind me, chest pressed against my back.
“You look stunning, by the way.” He said over the music.
“Thank you. You’re not too bad lookin’ yourself.” I shot back just as our drinks were set down.
We drank them quickly before stumbling out and making our way back to the hotel. I was a complete stumbling, giggling mess, holding onto him for support so I wouldn’t fall.
“Wait. I have a horrible idea.” I said.
Paddy looked over at me, waiting for me to answer.
“We should go jump in the pool,” I said, giggling.
“I bet you won’t.” He said, challenging me.
I wasted no time grabbing his hand and leading him over to the now-closed pool. I quickly took my heels off before walking over to the edge. With one last look over my shoulder at him, I jumped. When I resurfaced, he was laughing his ass off, clapping.
“Well, come on! Your turn!” I said.
He quickly slipped his own shoes off and took his watch off, setting them on one of the chairs before jumping in with me. He swam under the water and popped up right in front of me. His hands went to my hips once again as he pulled me flush against him.
I was looking up at him, eyes fliting from his eyes to his lips and before I could process it he was leaning in. But I stopped him.
“Wait… what about Ciara?” I asked quietly.
“It’s okay. That’s why she didn’t come tonight. She wanted me to have this tonight, to have you tonight.”
That was all the convincing it took me to reach up and pull him down to meet my lips. He backed us up until my back hit the wall of the pool. His hands roamed my body, and one of mine was tangled in his hair. Things were heating up until we heard someone clear their throat.
He slowly pulled away from me, and then we both turned to see one of the hotel workers standing there with their hands clasped in front of them.
“I am sorry, but the pool is closed.” They said in a thick Italian accent.
“Oh yes, sir. My apologies, you see, she fell in, and I had to save her… I was just making sure her airways were cleared.” Paddy said.
The worker was clearly not amused by the jokes.
“We’ll get out right now.” Paddy said grabbing my hand as he led us to the stairs.
We got out and collected our belongings, still laughing to ourselves until we were out of sight of the worker. Then, all hell broke loose as we began laughing fully.
“He was so not impressed with your bullshit, Paddy.” I said, holding onto his arm with one hand while I carried my shoes in the other.
“He’s just got a stick so far up his ass he doesn’t know what humor is anymore.” He replied.
I grabbed him by the open collar of his shirt and pulled him to me and attached my lips to his once again. He aggressively pushed me against the wall, deepening the kiss. Slowly, his lips left mine and began making their way down the side of my neck. I tilted my head to the other side to give him better access to it. He was alternating between soft kisses and small bites. Then he bit down harder than he had been right on that sweet spot on my neck, and a small moan left my lip. He stayed there working on what would be a dark hickey come morning, but I couldn’t care. I would wear it with pride.
Once he was done, he pulled away to admire his work. Then his lips were on mine again. My mind was wandering off to all the things I wanted him to do to me. His hand found my wrist and grabbed it. Then, he brought my hand down between us and placed it firmly against the growing bulge in his pants.
“You see what you’re doing to me, baby? I want you so bad.” He said, pulling away and resting his forehead against mine.
A small whimper left my mouth as he grinded against my hand.
“Take me. Please, I’m yours, Paddy.” I said, kissing him again.
He pulled away once again but then began leading me by the hand still on my wrist down the halls to his room. I hesitated as he went to open the door.
“She’s not here. She’s across the hall with Ant in his room. Remember, she wanted me to have this.” He said, eyes dark with lust and his voice dropping low.
I nodded at him to continue and he opened the door, leading me inside. He once we were inside he shut and lock the door behind him. I suddenly felt shy and was subconsciously pulling the bottom hem of my dress down in a futile attempt to cover myself up in front of him.
“Oh, baby, don’t hide.” Paddy said, walking over, grabbing gently by the hips and kissing me surprisingly softly compared to earlier.
“I’m sorry, I just… I’ve never…” I sighed in embarrassment.
“Oh, you’re a virgin?” He asked, eyebrows knitting together softly.
I shook my head, “No… not technically…” I said.
“It’s okay, we don’t have to do anything, we just go to bed.” He offered but I shook my head again.
“I want to, trust I want you. I’ve just never orgasmed before with someone else…only myself.” I finally admitted, clearly nervous.
“Do you doubt my ability to make you feel good, darling?” He asked, voice dropping low again.
“No, I just worry somethings wrong with me.” I said truthfully.
Paddy shook his head this time and began walking backwards, pulling me with by the hands still on my hips. He sat down on the edge of the bed and then guided me to straddle him.
“We’re not leaving this room until I give you the most earth shattering orgasm I have ever given a woman. Understand?”
I took in a sharp breath at the sudden commanding tone he took on, but nodded my head.
“Use your words. I won’t remind you again.”
“Yes, sir.” I said, voice already breathy from the way he was making me feel.
“Good. Now, be a good girl and take this dress off for me. I want to see you, all of you.” He said.
I stood from his lap and then reached behind me to unzip my dress. Once I had it unzipped I pulled it down off my body exposing my bare brests to him. He moaned at the sight of them but I kept going. Since it was a tighter dresser and was still wet from the pool, I had wiggle a bit to get it off my hips and over my ass, causing my tits to bounce with the movement which only spurred Paddy on. Once it was past my thighs, I was able to drop it and have it fall around my feet. Since I hadn’t worn any panties with the dress I was now standing completely bare in front of him as his eyes roamed over my body.
“This whole time that’s all you had on? I could’ve been fucking you with my fingers this whole night…” He said, shaking his head.
I bit my lip at his words. That would’ve been hot.
“Oh, you like that idea… next time.” He said, making my stomach do a flip. Would there really be a next time?
“Get over here, I need to see those tits up close.” He said.
I stepped forward again and straddled his waist once more. His hands wasted no time going to my brests. He toyed with them roughly, rolling my hardening nipples between his rough, calloused hands.
“Fuck, these things looked great in that swimsuit you wore yesterday but nothing, nothing compares to them in the flesh.” He said, before dipping his head down and taking one of them in his mouth.
His tongue swirled around my nipple before his teeth ever so subtlely grazed it. He didn’t actually bite down but it was enough to earn a moan from me. I was become desperate for some friction and I hadn’t even noticed that I was grinding down on his lap until he removed his mouth from my tit.
“Ooh, someones eagar.” He said.
Then, without warning, one his hands dipped between us and he ran his fingers through my folds, feel the wetness that had already began to pool.
“Oh she’s very eager.” He said as one of his fingers just barley entered me before he removed his hand completely urning a whine from me.
“Don’t whine, baby, Paddy is going to take good care of you.” He said, using his oter hand to pull me into a quick kiss.
He then guided up off his lap to sit beside him before he stood up.
“Fair is fair, darling.” He said as he began to remove his own clothes.
He began with his shirt, which while he was extremely toned and very attractive physically, it wasn’t anything I hadn’t already seen laying out by the pool. Then he stepped forward towards me with his pelvis slightly forward. I couldn’t help myself from starring at the pitch that was clearly aching to be let out of the confines of his pants.
“Go ahead, darling, you can do the honors.” He said.
I slowly reached up and grabbed his belt before undoing it. My eyes met his as I looked up through my lashes and I undid his pants. Then my focus dropped back down as I grabbed the waist band of his boxers and his pants and pulled them gently, finally releasing his hard cock. I couldn’t help myself but stare at it and admire it for a moment.
“Are you gonna stare at it all night, or do you want me to fuck you with it?” He asked, voice deep.
I looked up at him once again through my lashes and went to nod my head but remembered his words from earlier.
“I want you to fuck me with it.” I said making him smirk.
“Then get up there.” He said, nodding the head board.
I scooted up on the bed and he crawled over to me. His lips found mine and this time I allowed my hands to explore his body from his toned chest to his hair to his strong arms. Everything about him was intoxicating. It was like ever single on of my senses was completely consumed by him.
He was using one hand to support his weight above me as his other travled down my body to my core. Once again, he ran his fingers through my folds then slipped one in. However this time he let it go in much further. Then he slipped another one in, working me open and stretching me out to prep me for his cock.
“Fuck, sweetheart, can already feel how tight you are.” He said, against my lips.
He kept pumping into with two fingers for awhile until he slipped a third one in which took my breath away. My moan was swallowed by his mouth as he fucked in and out of me with his thick fingers.
When he finally pulled them out he pulled away from my lips and began cleaning his hand off with his mouth.
“Taste like fuck heven, sweetheart.” He said, leanined back down to kiss me, allowing me to taste myself on his lips.
He finally pulled away, leaving my lips swollen from the kiss.
“You on birth control?” He asked.
I nodded, “Yeah.”
“Good.”
That was all the warning I got before he was sliding into me. The stretch was borderline painful in the best was possible. And the moan that I let out sounded like it was straight out of a porno.
“Fuck, baby, you trying to wake up the whole damn hotel?” He teased.
“I’m sorry.” I said, still out of breath.
“No, let them hear you. Let them know you’re getting the best fucking you’ll ever have. Let them know you belong to me.” He said.
My walls squeezed around him at his last words.
“You like that? You want the world to know I fucked your brains out?”
“Y-yes.” I managed to sigh.
“Good.”
And with that he began pounding into me at a brutal pace. He had grabbed one of my legs and hooked it over his hip, giving him the angle to hit so deep into me, I was sure my cervix would be bruised the next morning.
He continued his pace, never letting up for a second, “You’re so fucking tight. Feels so good. No wonder no other man could make you come, they probably came within a minute of being in your perfect pussy.”
He adjusted his angle ever so slightly and was hammering into that soft spongy spot that had me seeing stars. He must of seen my reaction to this new angle because he began getting cocky.
“There it, that’s the sweet spot isn’t it? Those other men couldn’t reach if they tried. Your pussy was made for me and me only, sweetheart. You needed Paddy to fuck you. Only I can make you feel this good.”
I could feel that familiar tension grownign deep in my stomach. It was a feeling I had only ever felt when it was me alone with my vibrator. It was building up faster than it ever had before.
“Fuck, Paddy, I-” I couldn’t even finish my sentence before I was clamping hard around his dick as I came.
Paddy was muttering curse through gritted teeth as I held him in a vice grip. Then, just as my orgasm was dropping of, he shifted he weight to one hand and brought the other one down to rub tight circles on my clit as he began thrusting into me once again. It was almost overstimmulating as I was rushing towards a second orgasm so quickly. I was reduced to a blubbering mess under him as he did exactly what he set out to do, fuck my brains out.
I could feel the second orgasm soaring towards me, my hands were gripping the bedsheets in a deathgrip. I couldn’t even form a coherent sentence at this point.
“You close baby?” Paddy asked.
I managed to nod.
“Go ahead, come for me one more time.”
With that, my second orgasm his me like a wreaking ball, completely shattering the world around me. My walls squeezed him even tighter than before if that even possible. This time he fucked me through it chasing his own release before his rhythm faltered and he released thick, hot ropes of cum deep inside of me. He stayed like that releasing every last drop he had before slowly pulling out.
He flopped beside me with a heavy sigh as I laid there catching my breath. I could feel the mixture of our releases seeping out of me but I honestly couldn’t care less about that.
“How was that?” He asked.
“Fucking perfect.” I said, eyes closed in pure bliss.
I heard him let out a low chuckle before turning onto his side and pulling me to him so I was laying there with my back pressed against him. He held me close as we both enjoyed to stillness that had settled over the room.
“You’re mine now, don’t forget it.” He whispered darkly in my ear.
It sent a shiver down my spine in the best way possible. I turned around in his arms to look at him. I leaned in pressed a soft kiss to his lips before whispering back, “I’m yours.”
So I made a post yesterday about watching 'Speak No Evil' and announced I was going to hunt for a Paddy fic 😊 well I'm happy to say I found a small fic that scratched my itch!
This fic gave me all the feels which is surprising considering it was only four chapters, but I LOVED each one! Now Imma have to wrestle with his Paddy obsession.
