Goodbye, good life | Bughead

32: The special one with the last name

a/n: Are you ready for that ⚠️ sign? Mature sexual content ahead.

On the first day of April Betty woke up in Jughead's apartment, him spooning her. As he slept he was drooling and Betty felt the wet syliva on her bare shoulder. Not if it matter, it didn't, it was only cute.

These last about six weeks were lovely, so easy. And even they had a lot of sexual tension between them, not a once they hadn't ended up naked in bed. Or anywhere else. They both felt like they didn't need to rush, it was tickling to wait, they enjoeyd the butterflies. Temptation was huge and they talked about it out loud, teased. But they kept it there.

Today was the day, she knew it when she felt his morning wood against her panties. She started it slowly since he was still asleep. Moving her butt, pressing it towards his boxers full of something which Betty was desiring now a lot. It didn't take long though, to Jughead to woke up.

"Betts. What are you doing?" he groaned placing the kiss on her neck as his bulge in his boxers grew bigger and harder. Betty didn't leave it alone, she kept stroking herself against it humming, not far away moaning. "That's not fair if we don't do something about that," he stated trying to calm himself. This waiting and teasing about the tension which had already grown very high, this was getting hard. In so many level. Hard. Hard. Hard. Fuck!

Betty turned face against him giving a smirk and bit her lower lip so seducively. He red it fast. Her face, her moves.

"We are? You sure?" Jughead asked now seriuosly piercing his eyes deep into hers. Knowing her past with the topic, he really wanted to go slow and make sure she was ready. Betty nodded and leaned closer to his face. "You?" she replied whispering. She also wanted him to be ready. There were reasons why they waited and they both were the ones who wanted to wait.

"Hell yes!" he smashed his lips on hers. It wasn't a long kiss, Jughead had one thing to say to her. "Do you have any idea how sexy you looked when you smirked and bit your lip?" he asked and Betty shooked her head biting her lip again. "Fucking sexy, I tell you," he told and rolled himself to hover her gorgeus, sexy girlfriend.

Betty's hands wandered through his body, his bare chest, his abdomen to his butt while Jughead pressed his hard arousal against her core and kissed her lips with the lust which had built for these past months. It was a lot, the desire in them, like they haven't eat in years and they got the food now and they were hungry.

The lips against each others weren't gentle or loving, they were roughly marking the other ones to their own. Tongues dancing hard, finding the every spot in their mouths they could taste. He took her lower lip between his teeth, that teasing, sexy lower lip of hers was earning its price in his mouth. Betty moaned loudly and arched her back bringing her hip harder against his.

"You make me crazy, baby. So crazy," Jughead mumbled while he moved his lips onto her neck, trailing that on his tongue, placing kisses, sucking the way to behind her ear. Betty's hand now tightly gripping his hair, she was almost sure she was not gonna make it long until she will come. His hard cock pressing her wet panties and his lips and hands feeling her other sensitive parts, oh my god she cannot take this long.

Jughead undressed her shirt revieling her naked upper body and those two beautiful, perfect breasts he surely had missed. And oh yeah, he was gonna show how much.

When Jughead wrapped the other nipple around his lips and the other one between his thumb and index finger, Betty gasped as she pushed her head deeper in the pillow eyes closed. The hand, which was not caressing Betty's breast, stroked quite roughly her side. Betty bit her lip, but couldn't keep it quiet, the moans and hums were running out of her swollen pink lips. "Let them come, I wanna hear you. You are killing me, but I wanna hear you," Jughead rasped as he trailed his tongue to the other breast and gave the same attention now to that one. Tongue circuling around the nipple, teeth nipping it, sucking and licking until he felt the desire to move down on her.