The late phone call (smut)
Guys here is a consolation gift for y’all, after last night. Love you all.
Come with some request people!!
Warning: 18+ content, sex, p licking.
He is talking to me guys.. look at that smirk
You held the phone to your ear, trying to keep your voice low as you whispered, "Elvis, what the hell are you doing?"
His response came through the phone, a chuckle in his voice as he replied, "Nothing, baby. I just wanted to hear your voice."
Your eyes flicked over to your sleeping husband in the bed beside you, and you hissed into the phone, "At 3 a.m.? Elvis, you can't do this."
"Oh, relax, little mama," he said, his words sounding like honey over the line. "He ain't gonna wake up."
But you weren't convinced, and you couldn't help the way your heart was racing in your chest. "You don't know that," you whispered back.
"Honey, I made you scream my name in the room right beside yours, so don't worry," he said, his voice laced with a smug satisfaction that made your blood boil. "Come to my room, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. It sent shivers down your spine, and you felt a rush of heat spread through your body. “Elvis I can’t” you said, a little sigh come from the end of the phone. “Now listen here, baby. I didn't just ask for it, I demanded it from you.” You hesitated for a moment, looking over at your sleeping husband in the bed beside you. You could feel your resistance beginning to crumble, the sound of his voice sending shivers down your spine. "I know you want me, baby," Elvis continued, his voice silky and seductive. "I can feel it in the way you breathe, in the way your heart races whenever I'm near you. So why deny yourself what you really want?"
Slipping out of bed, you tiptoed across the room and made your way to Elvis's room. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you stood outside his door, wondering what awaited you on the other side.
With a deep breath, you pushed open the door and stepped inside, the scent of his cologne washing over you. And there he was, man spreading on the couch with a glass of whiskey in his hand with a devilish grin on his face, waiting for you.
“This is the last time Elvis I swear to god” you closed the door gently. Elvis's grin only widened, his eyes dancing with mischief. "That's what you always say, little mama," he replied, taking a sip of his whiskey. "But we both know you can't resist me." He said while walking slowly towards you. Your heart skipped a beat as Elvis took a step closer, his eyes locked onto yours. You tried to back away, but there was nowhere to go. The room felt smaller, the air thicker with anticipation. "You know you're playing with fire, Elvis," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.
But he only chuckled, the sound sending shivers down your spine. "I like it hot, little mama," he replied, his eyes smoldering with a dangerous heat. "And you know you want it too." You felt yourself getting lost in Elvis's gaze, unable to look away as he moved even closer, his breath hot against your cheek. The intensity of his gaze was overwhelming, and you found yourself giving into the desire that had been building between you.
In a moment of weakness, you gave in to his seduction, allowing him to pull you into his arms. His lips were hot against yours, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through your body.
Elvis's hands roamed over your body, his touch setting every nerve ending on fire. You moaned into his kiss, unable to resist the pull of his desire. Elvis's hands continued to explore every inch of your body, sending waves of pleasure through you with every touch. You were lost in the moment, your senses overwhelmed by the intensity of his desire.
As his lips trailed down your neck, you let out a soft gasp, the pleasure too much to bear.
You felt a wave of heat rush through your body as Elvis continued to explore your neck with his lips and tongue. Your mind was clouded with desire, unable to focus on anything else but the feeling of his touch.
You ran your hands through his hair, pulling him closer to you, lost in the sensation of his touch. Elvis's hands moved down your body, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through you. You moaned softly, your body arching against his. “Touch me Elvis!” You patten out, Elvis's lips curled into a devilish grin as he heard your desperate plea. "Oh, I love it when you get so desperate, little mama," he whispered into your ear, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine.
Your heart raced as Elvis's hands moved down to the hem of your nightgown, trailing kisses along your skin. You could feel the heat of his breath against your thigh as he slowly pulled your panties down, exposing your throbbing cunt to his gaze.
You let out a soft moan as he buried his face between your thighs, his tongue tracing a path of pleasure along your folds. Your fingers tangled in his hair, urging him on with a desperate intensity. The pleasure was building within you, growing stronger with every touch, every lick, until you thought you might explode with ecstasy. "Oh fuck Elvis!" you screamed, your body writhing beneath him.
In response, Elvis quickly moved his fingers to your mouth, pushing two fingers inside to stop you from moaning too loudly. He looked up at you with a wicked grin, his eyes shining with desire.
"You're gonna make the whole damn floor hear you, honey," he whispered, his voice rough with desire.
Despite his warning, you couldn't help but let out a soft moan as he continued to explore your body with his tongue. "Oh God, Elvis," you moaned, unable to hold back the sounds of pleasure that escaped your lips.
Elvis looked up at you with a wicked grin,"I told you to be quiet, little mama," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "But it looks like you just can't help yourself."
You wanted to respond, to tell him how much you needed him, but the pleasure was too much. Elvis stood up and leaned in close, his lips brushing against yours as he made you taste yourself on his mouth. You couldn't help but moan as he kissed you, his tongue teasing and exploring your mouth with a fierce intensity.
The taste of yourself on his lips only fueled your desire for him, making you crave more of his touch. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as he deepened the kiss, Your hands traveled down the waistband of his pants, slipping underneath to feel the length of him. You couldn't help but gasp at the feel of his hard length in your hands.
Elvis groaned against your mouth as you began to stroke him, your fingers moving in a slow, steady rhythm that drove him wild with desire. His hands tightened on your hips, pulling you closer as he pressed his body against yours. "You really can't wait, huh honey?" Elvis said with a smirk as he lifted you up by your legs, wrapping them around his waist. He carried you over to the bed, laying you down gently on the soft sheets.
You couldn't help but giggle at his comment, the thrill of the moment making you feel giddy with desire. Elvis climbed on top of you, his body pressing against yours as he trailed kisses down your neck and chest. Elvis's eyes traveled over your body, taking in every inch of your curves. As he removed your nightgown completely, your breasts were exposed to him, causing a shiver of desire to run through your body.
"Oh gosh baby, you’re so perfect," he murmured, his hands trailing over your skin. His lips moved to your breasts, kissing and licking until your nipples were hard and aching. You let out a soft moan, your body arching towards him, desperate for more.
Elvis positioned himself between your legs, his body towering over yours. You could feel the heat radiating off him, his hard length pressing against your slick opening, begging for entrance. With a gasp, he pushed into you, filling you completely with his passion.
The sensation was overwhelming, sending shivers down your spine as he started to move, his thrusts deep and urgent, as if he couldn't get enough of you. The sound of your moans mixed with his grunts filled the room, the air thick with the heady scent of sex.
You clung to him desperately, your nails digging into his skin as you rode the waves of pleasure. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust sent you higher and higher, until you were consumed by the fire of your desire for him.
The room was a blur of sensations, the only thing that mattered was the feeling of him inside you, filling you completely. You could feel his muscles ripple beneath his skin as he moved, his body a perfect match for yours.
Finally, with a deep groan, Elvis reached his climax, and you could feel him pulsing inside of you, filling you completely. You collapsed into each other's arms, both of you panting and sweating. Elvis kissed you softly on the lips, his eyes filled with adoration. "Goddamn it baby you have done it again," he said, his voice husky with emotion. You smiled up at him, feeling content and fulfilled. "Done what?" you asked, curious.
"Taken my breath away," he replied, a smile spreading across his face.