Something Like This (BONUS SCENES)

Good girl.

WARNING

Explicit sexual content ahead. Viewer discretion is advised.

PALOMA's POV

"Hey, I'm home!" I say, entering the TV room where Dawson was sitting. He was on the couch watching something in simple sweats, yet he looked so handsome.

"Hey, bird," He beams at me as I make my way to the couch. I sit next to him and lift my legs to rest them on his lap so he can caress them. "You are a brave woman spending all day in heels."

"I wanted to look serious," I explain. Dawson runs his hands up and down my legs, gently massaging them, and leans to me for a kiss. "Where are Lara and Gia?" I ask.

"In Gia's room, doing homework," He answers, pulling away from my kiss. "You look gorgeous. I love that skirt," He remarks as his hands start wandering a little bit more up than they should be.

"You do?" I ask and get closer to him, forcing his hand to go under my skirt.

"I really do," He says and runs his hands under my skirt, reaching my panties to playing with the fabric.

I rapidly lose my patience and straddle him trapping his mouth into a kiss. His hands run through my thighs all the way up to my ass, giving me gentle squishes as I grind on him.

"Lara and Gia are in the next room, bird," He says, pulling me away from his mouth, and I roll my eyes. I get the mandatory smack on my ass I always get when I roll my eyes.

"I'll be quiet," I whisper in his ear, and he chuckles.

"When have you ever been quiet?" He teases me.

"I can be quiet," I say, and he giggles and kisses me. "Let me finish what I started," I say, sliding my hand down to his bulge.

"Fuck," He sighs, "You can finish tonight, in the bedroom. Here we're risking it too much," He answers.

I don't say anything and move to sit on his lap facing the TV. While avoiding sitting on his bulge so he wouldn't get more turn on, I found myself sitting on one of his legs. His thigh was pressing against my pussy, and I was getting wetter by the minute.

"I can feel your pussy pulsating against my thigh," He whispers in my ear, and I sigh. I turn around, straddling just one of his thighs, and start grinding on it gently.

I guess he's giving in because he moves his hands to my hips, helping me with the pace. I grind my hips on his thigh, muffling my moans as much as humanly possible. Dawson begins to run one of his hands up to reach my mouth, introducing his thumb on my mouth as I quicken the pace of my grinds. I suck on his fingers, looking directly at him. He gets his thumb out of my mouth and traps my mouth in a kiss while both of his hands' grip on my ass, then gives me a hard smack.

"You're a bad girl, bird," He whispers in my ear.

"I know," I whine silently to him, "I really want you," He whispered back.

"Fuck, I want you too," He says under his breath. "If I ask you to take off your panties, will you muffle your moans for me?" He whispers in my ear.

"Yes, lovie," I moan silently.

"Can you do that for me?" He starts shifting me so I can straddle him again. I sit on him and finally feel his growing bulge against my pussy again. I grind again on instinct. "Can you be a good girl and muffle your moans for me?" He whispers, nibbling on my ear, tilting my head to the side with his fingers lost between my hair pulling on it gently.