SHERLOCK SMUT

Sir Part Two

Warnings: unprotected, language, dirty talk, spanking, squirting, fingering, oral (both female and male receiving) slight public sex, sex toy, choking, sir kink, hair pulling/gripping, rough sex, dominant Sherlock, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, edging/orgasm denial, mouth fucking.

Enjoy.

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You squeeze your legs together before shaking your leg on the floor, trying to fight your arousal. You want him and you're a bit afraid to tell him that you need him but you already know that he'll catch onto it.

You bite your bottom lip, thinking of all the things that he could do to you. He glances over to you, noticing your movements and he smirks at you, laying his book down and resting his hand on your thigh, moving it up your skirt.

Your breathing hitches at his touch and you look over to him, his hand traveling a little higher. "Calm yourself, Love "He says and you whine softly, only loud enough for him to hear you.

He's been teasing you all day to the point where you're needy and wet for him and you're not even home yet. "Please, Sir "You whimper and the fact that you didn't call him 'Sherlock' Just tells him how much you actually need him, his dick twitching in his pants.

His hand keeps traveling up your thigh and the closer he gets to your wet pussy the more your stomach curls up inside.

He rubs you through your panties and you open your legs a little more for him and he scoots a bit closer to you, pretending like nothing is happening under the table. He puts a bit more pressure on you, his fingers against your clit. "Sir.. "You whimper, leaning your head forward.

He rubs you, adding a bit more pressure to your entrance, feeling your slick wet up a small spot on you panties. He lets out a breath, just the thought of you being this wet for him makes him want you more.

He moves your panties to the side, dipping his fingers in only a little more, separating the lips of your pussy and getting the tips of his fingers wet with your slick.

He pushes them in to the knuckle and you quickly find yourself holding back a moan. He begins to thrust his fingers inside of you, listening to the soft squish noise of your pussy as he does.

He doesn't look at you not once, his nose stuffed in a book and you feel so dirty knowing that no one else knows what's going on under the table.

You suck in a breath, fuck, his fingers feel so damn good inside of you and there is a bit of a sense of relief that he's finally touching you after a day of teasing.

He curls his fingers, increasing the pace of his fingers and you moan out, immediately covering your mouth with your hand, looking around to see if anyone noticed.

They didn't.

You whimper against your hand as his fingers brush past your g-spot. Fuck, he wants to look at you, he can already imagine how you look right now with his fingers in your pussy but he isn't, simply because knows it's driving you crazy.

He scoots closer to you, leaning over to your ear, breaking the steady rhythm of his fingers only for second.

He kisses your neck and you cry out, your voice muffled by your hand. He nibbles down at your delicate skin, adding to the stimulation before going to whisper in your ear, your pussy squeezing his fingers eagerly.

"You like the way my fingers feel, love? "He asks but you're to afraid to answer him, too afraid to let yourself speak because you might be too loud.