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buckys-wintersoldier · 2 days

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Just one kiss | Lloyd Hansen

// Pairing //

-> DrugDealer!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Virgin!Female!Reader

// Summary //

-> Your best friend — Ransom Drysdale — asks you to buy special pills for him. You don’t know what he means and you didn’t know that the dealer isn’t like Ransom described the man.

// Wordcount //

-> 4.586 Words

// Warnings // Explicit Content

-> 18+, Minors DNI, dark content, Ransom is a dick, innocent!Reader (really innocent!), talking about drugs, manipulation, non/dub-con, Lloyd being Lloyd, blackmail, innocence kink, daddy kink, handjob, oral (male!receiving), cumming on the face, cum play, finger sucking, degrading, praises

// Authors Note //

-> I want to thank @bucks-babe for all those comments and for proofreading.

-> Written for the “Cum Together: A Community Revival Extravaganza” Event hosted by @labella420 and @stargazingfangirl18.

Prompt: Blackmail + Cum play + “See, that wasn’t so bad, was it? I think you even enjoyed it.”

// Masterlist | Lloyd Hansen Masterlist //

“Come one, please! He is so nice and I just ask you for that favor. Best friends do that for their best friends, princess,” Ransom says, pouting slightly when you still look unsure about his ask.

You play with your fingers, sliding them over the short pink skirt you’re wearing because your best friend asked you to do so. Aren’t you already a good best friend because you always wear what Ransom asks you to wear?

“Ransom, I—I don’t know. I’ve never bought something from him. And m—my parents always say to not get too close to him — to Lloyd Hansen,” you say, his name only a whisper afraid that someone could hear you.

“Princess, I wouldn’t ask when it wouldn’t really mean something to me,” he says, his hand finds its place on your bare thigh and you shiver slightly under his soft touch. “I will give you the money, please.”

“Why don’t you go there yourself?” You ask, looking at him suspiciously. He chuckles, his fingers dig into your soft skin and you hiss softly about his sudden roughness.

“Lloyd and I, uhm, we had some differences in the past and he told me to piss off,” Ransom confesses, scratching the back of his neck.

It wasn't a lie, Lloyd doesn’t really like Ransom but the actual reason he wants you to go there is because sweet, innocent girls like you get better offers than Ransom would get.

“Don’t you love me, princess?” Your best friend asks, his smile fades away and he tilts his head down, avoiding your gaze. He also removes his hand from your thigh, causing your heart to ache. You don’t like to offend your best friend, especially not to make him sad just because of something he asks you to buy.

“I do love you, Ran,” you mumble, moving closer to capture his cheeks with your hands. You lift his head so he has to look into your eyes and then you kiss his nose, smirking when he does. “I will buy it for you, what do you want me to buy?”

“Some special pills. Nothing big, just tell him that you want a small bag of special pills, then Lloyd knows what you ask for, princess,” Ransom says, his grin back on his lips. You nod, letting go of his cheeks and crawl into his lap, cuddling into him, while he wraps his arms around your small body and pulls you closer.

You’re such a good girl for him, he loves how innocent you are — his sweet girl would do everything he asks for when he just plays the right cards. He loves it, his dick loves your innocence not less. It’s growing and throbbing in his pants while you cuddle you cuddle yourself into his tall, muscular body.

“Ran! You forgot your keys in your pocket!” You complain, rolling your eyes playfully. Ransom laughs, pulling you even closer and leans down to your ear.

“That’s not my key, princess. That’s my cock,” he mumbles, causing your eyes to widen and shift slightly. No matter where you try to sit you have his cock point into your ass or back.

Every slight movement on his lap makes Ransom groan and his dick growing even more. “Why isn’t it moving to the side?”

Fuck! Your innocence makes him go crazy and he just wants to destroy your little pussy, wants to fill you with his cum and make you come and scream over his cock over and over again. Tears would stream down your cheeks but you would beg for more and he would gladly give it to you, fucking you until you’re nothing but a whimpering mess underneath him.

“Don’t you know what that is? My cock.” He asks, raising his eyebrow when you shake your head ashamed. Ransom smirks even wider, his fingers draw small circles on your back, grinning you over his hard cock. “I will explain it to you at some point but first you go to Lloyd and buy what I asked you to buy.”

Ransom brought you to Lloyd’s house, even when it’s more like a mansion. A cold shiver runs along your spine when Ransom lets you step out of the car, hurrying you to finally drive to a park slot on the side.

“What happened between you and Lloyd actually, why doesn't he want you to buy something?” You ask innocently while you don’t make a move to get out of the car.

Sweat is running his face down when he looks in all directions. Would Lloyd see him near his mansion he would probably torture him until he begs for forgiveness. “I— uhm. I accidentally shot him in his ass.”

You giggle, then you get out of the car and wave with a soft smile at Ransom before you make your way along the path to the big building. Your hands start to sweat and you press them against the skirt as an attempt to cover more of your bare legs.

Lloyd watches you already from the window, his tongue slides over his lips, while he smirks. So innocent. He groans quietly, turning around to make his way to a chair in the middle of the room. He fucking loves to see those girls all sweet standing there and asking him nicely and cute for some special pills — going to parties with them but you? You look so different, so innocent, so untouched.

His dick is growing when he’s deepening his thoughts about what he could do with you, letting you twirl for him, lifting your skirt. He wants to see you, all of you — you’re so different to all these other girls.

But his thoughts get interrupted when someone is knocking at the door, when he growls a low ‘yes’ you open the door and look at him. His hair is slicked back, mustache and white pants with a shirt — exactly how everyone describes him. He smirks at you, leaning back in his chair, his legs spread open and his hands resting on his thighs.

“Come in, little one,” he tells you. His eyes are roaming over your body and you want to make yourself even smaller. With a short movement you close the door behind you and walk further toward him.

“H—Hi,” you mumble, looking down, your shoes suddenly the most interesting thing you have ever seen. The creaking noise of the chair makes your eyes widen, hearing him walking closer to you, your body tenses and a quiet whimper leaves your lips.

“What can I do for such a sweet girl like you?” He sounds nice, not like your parents told you. His hand grasps your chin, tilting your head back so you have to look into his eyes, he is grinning down at you, while he leans closer and there are only inches between your faces.

“I— My best friend — Ransom. H—He wants me to buy some special pills for him,” you explain, body trembling under the intense gaze of the older man. Lloyd smirks, his hands finding their way to your hips and he pulls you flat against his muscular chest.

“Mhm, Ransom?” He asks, knowing exactly who he is. When you nod, his grin widens and he pulls you with him closer to the chair. You’re too focused not to just turn around and run out of the building so you don’t really realize that Lloyd leads you to the chair where he lets himself fall down and holds you still between his thick, muscular thighs. “Are you his girl, little one?”

“N—No, he is my best friend,” you mumble, looking at your hands. Even though Lloyds hands are warm and his grip is firm, you still feel uncomfortable there. The building is so big, there aren’t many people you have seen and the owner of that mansion is holding you just inches away from him by your hips.

“You’re his best friend, know your parents. Strict ones, do they know that their pretty girl is visiting me here? Do your parents know you’re here, little one?” He asks, and you shake your head slowly.

Your parents would never allow you to visit Lloyd Hansen, he is famous — famous for drugs and illegal things. “Please, don’t tell them. You won’t tell them, right?”

“Mhm— but you need to give me something for that then, can you do this?” His voice is soft and the smile on his face widens. He pulls you onto his thigh, moving your hips slowly forward and backward before he stops and lifts his one hand to grasp your chin once again. He tilts your head up, looking straight into your eyes and you feel like he can look into your soul.

“Do you want more money?” You ask, so innocently that his dick is hurting while it presses against the fabric of his white pants.

“No, can you give me something else?” He asks, fingers digging into your waist while he holds your chin still with his other hand to look into your eyes. His cock twitches when you whimper softly, thinking about something you could offer him.

“W—What do you want to have?” His grin widens, when it's even possible. He just waited for you to ask that unless you tell him what he wants to hear. But since you’re just as innocent as you look he is glad you asked him what he would like to have so he won’t tell your parents about your little visit in the Hansen mansion.

“Kiss me,” he mumbles, leaning back while he lets go of your chin and places that hand on your waist as well. Your eyes widen and you whimper, shaking your head.

“Please, I—I never kissed someone, not even sure how that works. C—Can I just give you more money?” You try but he just ignores your attempts to convince him to give him something else.

“Little one, I’m rich. I don’t need what you offer me. You have two opportunities. First; you give me what I want. Second; I take what I want,” he explains, grinding you on his thigh. A tingling feeling erupts between your legs and you try to press them together causing Lloyd to chuckle darkly. “I always get what I want, pretty girl. And look how needy you are, clenching your tights like a desperate slut.”

“I’m not a slut!” You raise your eyebrow until his grip tightens and you immediately blush. You don’t want to upset him, scared of him. Your body still trembles slightly but the pressure between your legs grows especially when he just holds you, instead of grinding you on his thigh to give you some relief.

“I know, you’re a pretty innocent girl.” He sits up, straight and your lips are suddenly so close that you can feel his warm breath on your skin. Lloyd groans when you move closer against him, your pussy rubbing over his hard cock and your eyes widen.

“I—Is that also your cock? R—Ransoms was hard too earlier,” you tell him, looking down where you just feel his hard bulge pressing against you. A low chuckle leaves his lips, causing you to look into his eyes again.

“That’s my cock, when you kiss me already you can see it. Do you want to see it?” You nod slightly, and he feels his cock twitch once again. Your innocence makes him go crazy, you’re on his lap, willing to kiss him so he won’t tell your parents that you are visiting him. And willing so you can see his throbbing cock.

Even when you would have said no, he already knew the kiss isn’t everything he wants from you. When such a sweet and innocent girl walks into his mansion and makes his cock painfully hard and throbbing he will definitely use that to fuck you or at least have you suck off his cock.

You lean slightly forward, you don’t know why but something changes inside of you and you feel comfortable around Lloyd and you really want to see his cock since Ransom wasn’t explaining it to you. So you press your lips softly against his, just a moment before you pull back and giggle softly.

“Your mustache tickles, Mr. Hansen,” you say, reaching out your hand to slide your fingers over his mustache. You're so perfect for him, so innocent but still so confident when you feel comfortable. He is sure he won’t let you go that easy; you’re his now — his little one, Lloyd's pretty girl.

“Was that a kiss, little one? Give Daddy a real kiss,” he asks, raising his eyebrow when you nod slowly. He laughs, capturing your cheeks with his hands and pulling you closer, his lips pressing on yours with such force that you gasp. You part your lips slightly, and Lloyd uses the moment to slip his tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan.

You press him by his chest away, his cheeks heating up, and you look down at your lap. “I’m sorry, I—I didn’t want to moan.”

“Ahh, pretty girl. Let me hear you moan again, yeah?” Before you can answer, he presses his lips against yours once again. His hands slide to your back and lower down until he grabs your ass, squeezing harshly and causing another moan to leave your lips.

When he lets you pull away, you breathe heavily, your hands resting on his muscular chest while you look into his eyes. They are a little darker than before, filled with an emotion you have seen in Ransom's eyes sometimes — mostly when his hand slid up your leg underneath your skirt until you moved away from your best friend with a questioning look.

Lloyd's hands are still capturing your cheeks. He smirks at you, his eyes roaming down your body to your chest, biting his lip before his gaze slides lower to your short skirt. “Do your parents know that you look like a little desperate slut with such short skirts?”

“N—No, Ransom asked me to wear it for him. Don’t you like it?” Lloyd chuckles, one hand making its way to your skirt, and he slips it underneath the fabric, stroking the soft skin of your thigh. He groans, his fingers moving closer to your panties, but you grasp his arm just before his fingertip is touching your pussy.

“It looks pretty, little one. Now get up so I can show you my cock. What do you think?” He asks softly before pushing you off his lap. You immediately stand up and wait in front of him while he unbuckles his belt and lets his white pants fall down his thick, muscular thighs.

In his boxers is a big bulge, and you guess that’s what he meant. What you didn’t think of was that he was going to push the fabric down as well. His weeping cock slaps against his stomach; the tip is red, and a vein is running along the underside of his huge length.

“You can touch it, pretty girl.” You shake your head, just looking at his length, before you look him in the eyes again. “Do you want me to tell your parents that you’re going out in such a slutty outfit that you were sitting on my lap and kissing me?”

“P—Please, don't tell them,” you say quietly, a small pout on your lips. Lloyd chuckles, leaning forward to kiss your lips, kissing the pout softly away. Then he places his pants between the two on the ground before he pushes you by your shoulders down until you’re on your knees, looking up at him with your innocent gaze.

“Take it in your hand. Wrap your little fingers around Daddy's huge cock. Can you do that?” He asks so softly that you nod and lift your arms, placing one on his thick thigh.

“But you’re not my daddy, Mr. Hansen,” you mumble, looking at him with your innocent and now slightly confused gaze.

“I’m your daddy now, little one. I take care of you, don’t I?” When you slightly nod he grins wide and points at his hard, leaking cock. You bring your other hand to his cock and wrap your fingers around his hard cock.

Lloyd groans, throwing his head back when your soft skin touches his cock. He then looks back down at you, waiting for you to move your hand, but you're just sitting there and staring at his cock in your hand. His dick twitches in your hand, more pre-cum leaking down his red tip when he thinks about everything he could do with you — taking your virginity and making you his — Lloyds Hansen’s pretty girl.

“Move your hand, little one.” You look up; your eyes widen when he gives you more instructions. You thought he would let you go after you kissed him, so why does he want you to move your hand around his cock?

“But you said only a kiss,” you mumble, your eyes watering — your emotions are overwhelming; you feel so embarrassed, but at the time, you don’t want Lloyd to tell your parents that you’re here. And his cock feels not bad in your hand either. He places his hand around yours, grip tightens while he moves your hand up and down his thick length.

“Good girl,” Lloyd praises, his hand tightening even more around yours and his cock, while he picks up the pace. He groans, his hips thrusting up when you move your hand at a slow pace up and down his cock. “Doin’ so well, little on. Now let's try something else: open your mouth and take my dick into your mouth.

“No, Mr. Hansen, please. I’ve never done that before; I—I don’t think I wanna do that,” you say, quietly and not looking up. Your grip around his cock loosens, and you place both of your hands on your thighs.

“You don’t want to?” He asks, his voice dangerously sweet, and you shiver lightly. When you shake your head, he grasps your hair, tugging harshly at it and making you look at him. “I don't care; you're gonna suck my cock, or I will tell your parents that you begged me to fuck you, want that? Want your parents to know that you’re nothing but a little whore?”

You don't really listen to him; your thoughts are running wild, and tears are building in your eyes, making their way slowly down your cheeks. Lloyd wipes his thumb over your cheeks to wipe the tears away; they just turn him on even more — he didn't know you could turn him on even more, but you do. His other hand is still tugging painfully at your hair.

“Then be a good girl and do what Daddy asks for. Now take it in your mouth, or I will make you take it,” he groans, waiting a moment for you to move, but you just sit there, quietly crying and staring at his cock. Lloyd sighs, pushing your head closer to his cock and wrapping his own hand around his base. He brings his cock to your lips, smearing his pre-cum over them before he pushes his tip between your lips.

“Come on, pretty girl,” he says, raising one of his eyebrows before he taps his hand softly on your cheek until you open your mouth wider and he is able to push his cock into your mouth.

Lloyd doesn’t give you much time before he shoves his cock down your throat. You immediately gag around his length, your fingers digging into his thick thighs while he holds you in place for a moment. Your eyes water, and you try to pull away, but the older man’s grin is too tight for you to move away.

“Fuck, pretty mouth feeling so good,” he growls, pulling out of you and giving you a moment to inhale deeply.

“Please, don’t; it’s so big,” you whimper, trying to push him away from you. But at your next attempt to say something, he shoves his huge length into your mouth and down your throat again. Your teeth scratch along his soft skin, causing him to buck his hips forward.

He pulls you off his cock, leaning forward until his face is next to yours. Lloyd is biting into your earlobe, causing you to yelp. “Open your mouth wider, like the good slut you are for me.”

“B—But your cock is so big, Daddy,” you whimper, tears falling down your cheeks. When he pulls you back and smirks at you, causing you to be slightly scared — he looks so soft and at the same time something dark is glistening in his eyes and expression.

“You will get used to it. Fuck— should keep you just for me; what do you think, little one?” He asks, chuckling when you try to shake your head. You open your mouth wider when he presses the tip of his cock against your lips. Lloyd shoves his cock into your mouth, smirking proudly when your teeth aren’t scratching against his huge dick. You’re once again gagging around his length; the tears are falling down your cheeks, and saliva is dripping down your mouth. “Daddy told you he gets what he wants. And when he wants to keep you, then he will! So be good and suck my dick and breathe through your nose.”

Your nails dig almost painfully into the skin of his thigh, grounding yourself. When you breathe through your nose like he told you, you don’t gag that much around his cock anymore. He thrusts every now and then his hips, resting his dick in your mouth before he pulls out to give you a moment to breathe deeply.

You look with such an innocent gaze at Lloyd that he feels like he has to come immediately. Your saliva drips down, landing on your thighs, while his whole cock is covered in it as well. Lloyd growls, fucking your mouth harshly, your tongue licking the underside of his cock, while you swallow his length down your throat — you’re the best and sweetest girl he could have imagined when you walked into his mansion earlier.

He looks down at you, meeting your innocent eyes. You look adorable with his cock down your throat. “Taking my cock like the good girl you are for me, huh?”

After a few more thrusts, he pushes out, and you look at him, confused. Maybe you did something wrong? “Did I do something wrong? Didn’t it feel good?”

Suddenly, you just want to make him feel good; you want him to praise you — calling you his good girl, and give him what he is asking for.

“You did so well for me, swallowing my cock like a good girl. But I wanna come all over your face — want to paint your face with my cum,” he tells you, smirking when you look even more confused. “Let Daddy take care of it."

You nod, looking at his length, which is covered in your saliva when he wraps his hand around it. He then moves his hand at a steady pace, his hand wiping over his tip. It looks hot when he does that, panting and fucking his hand, his cock twitching, and he almost hits your face when he thrusts forward.

His lips are parted, and the veins on his arm are poking out while he looks at you, groaning loudly. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out!”

You do as he says and stick out your tongue. He grins at you, jerking himself off over your tongue. With a loud growl and a harsh thrust into his hand, he comes all over your face. His cum shoots out of his red tip, landing on your tongue and all over your face, while he fucks himself through the orgasm.

“Looking so sexy with my cum all over your pretty face, pretty girl,” he says, letting go of his cock and reaching out to graze his fingers with his cum. He then brings them to your mouth and pushes them between your lips. “Lick them clean.”

You twirl your tongue around his fingers, cleaning his fingers and tasting his salty cum. You hum satisfied, addicted to his taste.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it? I think you even enjoyed it,” he says, fingers still in your mouth, pushing your tongue down. He then removes them and grazes them in his cum once again, this time he licks then cleans himself, tongue curling around his digits. His other hand grasps your chin, his thumb pushing into your mouth and you immediately suck at it. “So good for Daddy, huh? I should give you a reward, don’t you think?”

Your eyes widen and you nod, not exactly knowing what he means, but it doesn’t sound bad. And even though he can be a bit rough sometimes, he is still really nice and sweet with you.

“Get up, so I can pick you up and we can continue in my bedroom,” he says softly, and you immediately obey. When you stand in front of him, he leans down, pressing his lips softly against yours before he picks you up. His hands rest underneath your ass, squeezing your cheeks while he walks out of the room.

“B—But Ransom is waiting for me outside in the car,” you mumble, pulling away from Lloyd to look into his beautiful blue eyes. You haven’t recognized the bit of green in them, but it looks beautiful, and you get lost in them for a moment.

Lloyd smirks. One of his hands lets go of you, but you hold yourself with your legs wrapped around his waist. He looks for his phone, which is placed on a small shelf. He takes it and unlocks it. Lloyd taps a few times on his phone before you hear the familiar sound when you call someone.

“Princess?” Ransom's voice comes through the loudspeaker. You giggle, placing your head on his shoulder while you wrap your arms around his neck, inhaling his intoxicating scent.

“Not exactly, but she is here. She is fine. Calm down. I will take care of my pretty girl, won’t I, little one?” Lloyd says, chuckling, before he squeezes your ass once again. You giggle, making Ransom gasp. “Brought me such a sweet and innocent girl; I guess I will keep her here. Make her my Mrs. Hansen.”

Before Ransom can say something, Lloyd hangs up and places his phone on the nightstand next to his bed. You haven’t noticed that you’re already in his room, but you smirk when he places you on his bed, kissing your lips before he moves down to your neck. He is sucking and biting softly on your sensitive skin.

“Now let’s get you out of your clothes and show Daddy your pretty body, all mine. Understand, you’re mine, pretty girl,” he says, looking at you. You pull him closer, pressing your lips against his, and let his tongue explore your mouth while his hands roam over your body, causing a tingling in your pussy. He grins, already thinking about the way he will claim you and make you his — his pretty girl.

He really likes you, falling slowly for you — your sweetness and innocence steal his heart from him, and he gladly gives it to you. Even though he isn’t used to take care of someone he just fucked but he gladly takes care of his pretty girl.

// Taglist //

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cherrymayy · 5 months

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•Simon says || C.S

warnings : smut, inappropriate language, oral (you receives it), orgasm control (?), fingering, idk jus nothing crazy.

In which: Your best friend Chris, suggests playing a game to relieve boredom.

a/n: Hi babes, I just came to say that I haven't written in almost two years so I don't know if this is good or bad, but I promise I will improve. Enjoy😭🫶🏻

(English is not my first language so I'm sorry for the bad grammar!!)

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯༻✦༺⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

Chris and I, we've been best friends since we were kids and we had a very strong relationship, but now we barely speak to each other properly. Maybe because I finally accepted my feelings for him and I started seeing him with different eyes.

I guess this should make me feel good, but it actually makes me feel sad. Since I'm not sure if he feels the same way about me, losing such a good friendship over a "temporary crush" makes me feel guilty.

It was 3am and Matt and Nick were in their room sleeping like a rocks, while me and Chris we were in the living room, each in their own word, scrolling through our phones. Tired of watching random shit, I let go my phone and I sigh as I looked at the ceiling of the room, bored.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑡?" I hear Chris deep voice echoing in the room. I lower my head to look at him and I see him with his arms crossed as he stared at me as if he could hear my deepest thoughts.

"𝑁𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔.." I said raising my face to look back to the ceiling and closing my eyes, trying to hide that the his penetrating gaze had made me shiver. "𝐼'𝑚 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑.."

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑤𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒.." He speaks and I feel my body tense and my heart racing when the thought of Chris knowing I have a crush on him, crosses my mind.

"𝑁𝑜, 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑛'𝑡." I disagree, but regret it soon after, because I responded too quickly to be nothing. An awkward silence fills the room and I could tell that he was approaching me, just from the low sounds of his feet hitting the floor.

"𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒." Suddenly I hear his voice closer than I expected. I open my eyes and I see Chris right there in front of me, with his hands in his pockets, while he was watching me with a subtle smile on the corner of his lips.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒?" I ask, while my eyes were stuck on his lips, that were practically inviting me for a kiss. Chirs sits next to me and my eyes drop to his legs, that were wide open in the couch, making my body shiver, because the desire to climb on top of him and make out with him right there, was torturing me.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠." He said and his raspy voice take me out of the trance.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠?"

"𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑." He says.

"𝐼 𝑎𝑚." I respond.

"𝑆𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦." The fucking smile on his lips grows.

"𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛..." I say, studying him and the smirk on his lips. "𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠, 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡." I take the risk and ask. I had to make sure.

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠." He says simplistic, taking me by surprise. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒." He continue as he slowly approaches, causing my heart to speed up.

"𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡?- 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢...?" I stutter nervously because I've been discovered and at our closeness.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡." He says still getting closer, to the point where I could feel his warm breath hit my skin. "𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛." Suddenly I feel his big and strong hands grabbing my waist and bringing me closer to him, making me sit on his lap.

"𝐿𝑒𝑡'𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠?..." He whisper, taking a strand of my hair, placing it behind my ear, grabbing my chin and finally sealing our lips together. I shiver and my heart speeds like crazy when I feel one of his hands go to my neck, deepening the kiss, making our tongues fight for space in our mouths, while the other held my waist firmly, so he could lay me down on the couch.

"𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠, 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑏𝑒ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑..." He separate our lips and whispers into my neck then giving the area a wet kiss. I feel my face heat up and my breasts going up and down like crazy. Even though I was embarrassed, I wanted to have this man like I never wanted anything in my life.

I take off my shirt and he starts leaving several wet kisses, pinches on the way down. He reaches my bra, takes it off in a bit of a hurry and moves away a little to get a better view of me lying on the couch.

"𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡..." He whisper, alternating his gaze between my breasts. I shrink, closing my arms, embarrassed to have his eyes running up and down my body. "𝐻𝑒𝑦, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑜𝑘𝑎𝑦...𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡." He says, trying to make me feel more comfortable.

"𝑁𝑜, 𝑛𝑜 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒...𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠." I say slowly opening my arms again and small smirk grows on my lips when I see him biting and licking his lips when his eyes go to my breasts and then my eyes.

"𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒?" He whisper, licking his lips one more time. I could see that he was trying to contain himself, so I grab him by the collar of his shirt, bringing him down, facing my tits.

"𝐼'𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡." I say and a smile grows on his lips. Without thinking twice he starts sucking my left tit while massaging the right one, making me gasp and bite my lower lip as I try to hold back the moans that threatened to come out. I look down and a shiver runs through my body when I see the view of Chris practically making out with my left boob, while the right one was being squeezed by his big and strong hands. "𝐻𝑚𝑚𝑚..." I groan.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚..." He moans against my boob before moving, going to the right one. "𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦..." He whisper, taking his hand to the boob that he was before, massaging it. I let out a loud moan and I arch my back when I feel his teeth nibbling on my right boob, while he was playing with the sensibile nipple of my left one. "𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡...𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡..." He says, not taking his mouth off my boob.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠..." I moan taking my hands to Chris's hair and squeezing a little. "𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢..." I whisper, out of breath.

He chuckles, still holding my breast in his mouth, then he gives one last hard suck, leaving a red mark on my right tit.

"𝑆𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝐼 ��𝑖𝑑𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡..." He says, clearly teasing my sanity, while he starts going down to my stomach, leaving a little kisses on the way. When he reaches the hem of my sweatpants he looks at me, waiting for my word, so he could continue.

"𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒..." I groaned, frustrated with his calmness.

A smile forms on his lips and without further ado he takes off my pants, taking my panties with it, then throwing them in a random corner of the living room, leaving me completely naked on the couch. He slowly starts kissing around my crotch and I feel my body shiver and my groin heating up, letting me restless. "𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠..." I moan.

"𝐴𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡..." He chuckles as he reaches his hands under my thigh, lifting it up, leaving me wide open. "𝑀𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑...𝑆𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒..." He whispers and runs his tongue from bottom to top tasting all the flavor on my wetness. All I knew to do was to arch my back, moan and hope that no one in the house would woke up. "𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘..." He whispers and starts sucking my pussy. I arch my back again, consequently pulling my hips away a little and I feel Chris's firm hands holding my waist/butt, pulling me even more close to him so that I couldn't escape.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠!" I moan, holding tighter on the couch while his tongue played with my wet and already sensitive lips.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚... 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡, 𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒." I roll my eyes and squirm when I feel the vibrations coming out of his mouth against my pussy. He holds my hips more firmly and he leans down, burying his face between my legs, his tongue moving constantly in and out of me as his nose brushes against my clit, making me feel like I was in heaven.

"𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘..." I moan again and again. At this point there was only two things on my mind. First: If I knew that Chris would be capable of making me squirm just with his tongue, I would have given in a long time ago. Second: I think im gonna cum. "𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠! 𝐼-𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎- 𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘..." I try to form a sentence but all that comes out of my mouth are moans and more moans. I bring my hands to his hair, holding on tightly as I move my hips back and forth looking for more contact.

"𝑁𝑜. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤." his voice comes out muffled. "𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒..." Still with his mouth working intensely on my intimacy, Chris takes one of his hands to my face and putting two fingers inside my mouth muffling my moans. I try to concentrate on passing my tongue between and around the two fingers that were in my mouth, but his tongue moving in and out of me while his nose was massaging my clit, It was almost like an impossible mission.

He leaves his fingers inside my mouth for a few more seconds before bringing them to my wet and swollen pussy.

"𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ..." He says as his two fingers slipped between my lips. I gasp and hold an moan, when I feel one of his long fingers finally entering inside me. "𝑀𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑑...𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡..." He starts moving his finger in and out of me, making me arch my back and bite my lower lip hard.

"𝑀ℎ𝑚𝑚...𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘, 𝑓𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠!" I moan when he inserts another finger, starting to make scissor movements inside me, opening me up. Even though I really wanted to, I couldn't moan loud enough for the neighbors to know that the man between my legs was driving me fucking insane.

"𝐻𝑚𝑚𝑚...𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑔𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑤..." He says, leaning over and covering my mouth so that I could moan as much as I wanted and the sound would be muffled, while his fingers never stopping moving in and out of me. "𝐶'𝑚𝑜𝑛... 𝐺𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒..." He says, increasing the speed of his movements, making his long, firm fingers go deep inside me. I arch my back, moans keep coming out of my mouth, his fingers going in and out of me fucking me mercilessly and when I think it can't get any better I feel Chris's thumb pressing against my clit and slowly moving in circular movements.

“𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘! 𝑂ℎ 𝑚𝑦-!.." I cry, squeezing Chris's arm that was covering my mouth as I watched he bit his lips, forcing his fingers deeper into me. If that was even possible.

"𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑖𝑡..." he says before returning his mouth to my pussy not stopping thrusting his fingers into me. I feel my legs starting to shake, my intimacy more sensitive and a pressure in my stomach, warning me that I was going to cum.

"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔...𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠, 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡!-" I try to push him away, because I was about to cum, but he takes my hand away from him, holding my ass tightly, while with his free hand squeezes my stomach. "𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦- 𝐹𝑈𝐶𝐾!..." I reach my limit, releasing my liquid on his face. Chris takes his fingers out of me, but keeps his mouth on my intimacy, sucking and swallowing all my liquid, while I was having spasms of pleasure.

"𝐹𝑢𝑢𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦..." He moans, giving a few last sucks on my intimacy. He removes his face from between my legs and faces me. Breathless and sweating, I look at him and see half of his face wet making me giggle. "𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑖𝑛𝑔..." He says with a smile on his face and leans in kissing making me taste myself.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦, 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ..." I chuckle while I regulated my breathing.

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑒..." He says with a big smile on his face.

"𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ, 𝐼 𝑑𝑜..." I respond with an bigger smile.

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hii babes!! I finally finished, I hope you liked it and it is with this fic that I "present" myself here.

It's been two years I haven't written and English is not my first language so I'm sorry is this is bad. I'm always accepting suggestions to improve, you guys can leave your opinion here in the comments or even text me in private.

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