love, or the lack thereof (p. davidson)

twenty six

*heavy smut warning, you're welcome

An expected knock at my window causes my body to jolt forward. Quickly I walk over to my desk reaching over to unlock the window, Pete standing; waiting on the other side.

Without hesitation I push the window open, grabbing for his his arm to help him into my bedroom.

He stumbles in, not yet saying a word as he watches me intently. Turning around I lock the window and take a deep breath before turning back to face Pete.

I wasn't really even thinking when I walked closely towards him, holding his face with both of my hands and placing my lips onto his.

He doesn't even hesitate kissing me back. I groan at the feeling of his lips on mine once again. A feeling I didn't know I could miss so fucking much.

He continues to kiss me as he slips off his sneakers, having a firm grip on my waist. I could tell he wanted to be in control but I wasn't going to let that happen.

Taking my lips off of his I immediately move down to his neck, leaving marks on his delicate skin.

"Fuck." He whispers harshly as I bite down on his skin.

I spin him around before we fall onto my bed, making sure I was on top. I straddled his waist as I continued leaving sloppy kisses on his neck and jaw.

Licking a stripe up his neck my lips meet back with his, my tongue exploring his mouth as I moan into the heated kiss.

Slowly I rolled my hips against his waist hoping to relieve some of the immense pressure I was feeling.

My lips travel back down to his neck, my hands reaching under his shirt to feel his abs.

"Jesus Christ I missed you." I moan out, tugging at the bottom of his shirt so he could take it off.

Getting my signal, he swiftly pulls his shirt off leaving me to stare down helplessly at his tattoos.

"I missed these." I say moving down so I could kiss across his chest and over his abs.

I continued to grind against his fully covered lap, loving the way I could feel him grow hard against me.

"Shae fuck." He says as I kiss lower and lower, closer to his v-line.

I pull down his underwear and sweatpants down ever so slightly, still covering his dick.

I sit up straight looking into his helpless, lust filled eyes. Making me feel incredibly confident as I sat on top of him.

"You know I was pleasuring myself just thinking about you." I say seductively, my hands rubbing up and down his chest.

He bit down onto his bottom lip, not sure what do.

"That's why I called you Pete. Because I needed to fuck you. I needed to feel you inside me again."

"God damn." He says lowly

My hands reach back down to his sweatpants where I finally pulled them down along with his boxers.

I could feel him against me as my underwear were now soaked. I used my hand to pull them to the side, taking his hard dick into my hand aligning it with my entrance.

I slowly sink down, gasping loudly at the feeling of his length entering me.

"Holy fuck." He moans out as I begin to slowly grind my hips.

"Shit, shit, shit." I say, my mind holding no thoughts at the immense pleasures I was feeling.

"Tell me you like this." I say looking into Pete's desperate eyes.

"Hell yes Shae." He practically yells.

I take his hands into mine placing them onto my waist for support as I began to bounce on top of him.

"Oh fuck." I say feeling him hit me deeper than before.

"Jesus fuck, oh my god."

Pete's eyes roll back, as he leans his head back against my pillow. I take the opportunity to place a hand around his throat.

It's takes him by surprise. But a pleasant one at that.

"You like my hand gripping down on your throat as I fuck you." I lean down to whisper into his ear.

"Holy fuck yes." He moans loudly

My hand stays on his throat as I continue to ride him. The feeling of him inside me once again almost becoming to much.

"Holy shit Pete I'm going to cum." I say throwing my head back.

His hands grip my waist tighter helping to guide my hips.

"Fuck Shae."

The hand that was once on his throat now is placed on his bare shoulder for extra support.

"God you make me feel so fucking good." I say

His breathing quickens as I take him faster. The sound of our moans and skin against one another being the only thing I could focus on.

"Fuck, shit, shit I'm about to cum." I yell out as a hot tear rolls down my cheek, the pleasure overtaking my body.

"God fucking damn't Shae cum on my dick." Pete says being more vocal then he had been.

"Oh my God Pete, shit I'm cumming, holy fuck." I scream out my vision becoming blurry as I reach my orgasm.

I continue to slowly ride him as I come down from my high, knowing he was close to finishing.

"You gonna cum Pete? Gonna cum deep in me baby?" I tease grinding against him at a fast pace.

"Shit, holy shit just like that I'm so close Shae keeping fucking going." His words are encouraging as my hips move against him, as I feel myself become undone once again.

"God Pete I'm close again." I whine at how sensitive I was as my finger reaches down to rub my clit.

"Jesus I'm going to cum Shae." He says

"Please." I beg

"Jesus oh my god, shit." He yells out as he cums inside of me making my body shake as I reach my second orgasm.

"Ahhh holy shit fuck. It's to much." I say as tears stream down my cheeks as I cum once again all over his dick.

"Fuck." I cry out feeling him hit my g-spot once more before I roll my body off of his.

I still had my t-shirt on which was now drenched in sweat. Panting, I take it off throwing it somewhere on the hardwood.

Looking towards Pete, his eyes remained shut his breathing still very heavy, his stomach moving up and down at a fast rate.

I wasn't even thinking about what I had just done and what it meant going forward. I was to focused on the pleasure I had just felt and the  satisfaction I accomplished.

Pete turns his body towards mine, and he dips down, his lips meeting my shoulder with light and tender kisses.