✞loud

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TW: Smut

It was surprise to y/n that Dallas was loud in bed, but it turned her on even more. They both were extremely vocal when it came to fucking, and they both loved it, craved it in fact. They couldn't go a week without fucking.

"You wanna show me why you were shifting uncomfortably at the diner?" She whispered into his ear. She was gently rubbing his erection through his jeans, looking like the button was about to pop.

"Mmm baby, you really want me to? Beg me. Maybe I'll show you." He stared at her with dark, lust filled eyes. She knew she wasn't gonna get away from this walking.

"Fuck, daddy, show me. Show me your dripping cock," She moaned and he only grinned. He slithered his hands up her body to her shoulders and stared at her body, fantasizing about tearing her clothes off and fucking her, raw and hard.

"If you say so," He said with a deep voice and hoisted her onto him as she wrapped her legs around his waist and started aggressively making out. She felt the warm rush of wetness run through her panties as he explored her mouth with his tongue. He put her on his bed and almost ripped his shirt pulling it off. He knew his body was sexy, he knew it could make a girl go crazy. She ran her hands on his abs and up to his neck as he attacked her with hickeys. He pulled off her pants leaving her shirt on and started quickly fingering her.

"Fuck, you're so wet." He moaned into her ear and it only made her wetter. She could hear his fingers playing with her pussy and she rubbed him through his jeans. He forced her onto her knees and she pulled his jeans and boxers off and started sucking down his cock. She could fit the whole thing in her mouth and he loved it. He loved that he could feel the back of her throat when she deep throated him, it drove him wild.

"Oohh, fuck!" He yelled out and she looked at him and grinned. She backed away from his cock and got into missionary position, waiting for him. He pumped his cock a couple times before ramming into her, making her throw out a loud moan.

"You dirty slut, fuck- you're so fucking good," He moaned and she moaned loudly herself as he went in and out quickly. She felt her high coming soon and he stuck his fingers in her mouth.

"Cum for daddy," He gritted his teeth and she let out a high pitched scream like moan when he felt her walls close around him. But it wasn't enough. He only laughed and looked at her and continued to destroy her.

"Pull your tits out," He said aggressively and she obeyed pulling her tits out from her shirt and squeezing them.

"You're such a dirty fucking tease." He said and clenched his jaw and pulled out. He flipped her around and slapped her ass and went back in. He started groaning hard and she was moaning even louder.

"Fuck!" She yelled out, orgasming once again. He felt he had only control over her and she loved it. He continued to ram into her hard, the sound of their loud moans and skin slapping filling the air.

"You like it when I fuck you like this? Huh? You like it when I fuck you raw?" He said aggressively and he felt his high coming quick.

"Fuck daddy! Cum inside!" She moaned loud. He groaned and moaned and felt it coming soon, but he didn't slow down, "I want to feel your cum fill me!"

"Alright, slut," He said and let go and released inside her. They both moaned equally loud and he fucked her a little more before pulling out and falling down next to her.

"Fuck you're so hot," He said out of breath. She smiled and got on top of him, and slowly went down his cock. She slowly moved her ass up and down and he looked at her like she was crazy. She threw her head back while riding him and moaned and he felt his high coming quicker. He tore her shirt off and watched as her tits bounced up and down. He let out another loud moan as he filled her up again, and she fell onto his chest, not bother to get off his dick. She teased by clenching a couple times just to hear him groan but stopped.

"We need to fuck like this more often." She said, and he only simply nodded, out of breath.

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