I'm His

7-𝙼𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍ꕥ

"Fuck" I yell into my pillow. I can't sleep. All I can think about is Marshall and how I want him so badly.

The heartbeat between my legs starts as I think about he slapped my ass earlier. I squeeze my legs together to stop it.

Should I call him?

No, I can't, but I really want to.

I pick up my phone from the side of me and stare at the call button from his contact. I then heard a knock at my door, I look at the time on my phone. Who is here at 1am?

I walk downstairs and I open the door.

"What are you d-"

Marshall picks me up and closes the door with his foot behind me. I wrap my legs around him and he puts up against the wall. He looks into my eyes for a moment then I kiss him. My hands squeezes shoulders as his squeeze under my ass where he's holding me.

I throw my head back as he starts to kiss my neck. "I need you," he says through the kisses. I run my hand down so the waistband of his sweatpants and start to run my thumb across it.

He takes me off the wall and walks us up the stairs, to my bedroom.

He throws me onto my bed and takes his shirt of at the foot of the bed. He grins before climbing on top of me. He pushes up my oversized t-shirt and holds his hand on my waist, with his other elbow resting in the side of my head. He kisses my lips once and starts to plant kisses all down my body, stopping at my underwear.

He looks up at me and I lightly nod. His finger than hooks onto the waistband of my underwear and he pulls them off. I arch my back in impatience and his hand force me to stop.

His hand push my shirt up and I take it off. His hands reach up and rub my tits. My breathing becomes heavier and a bit faster.

"I'm going to make you wait like you made me wait" he tells me as he kisses my inner thigh. "Marshall please," I beg. He starts to suck on my inner thighs and I try to lift my hips to his face but he holds me down.

"You'e so wet for me." He tells me between his kisses. How am I suppose to not be wet when his head is in between my legs, teasing me.

He looks up to me and I look down at him. I give him "please" eyes. He smirks then he starts to kiss my clit. A moan escapes my mouth and he starts to use his tongue.

My hands grasp the the sheets beside me. I feel his one hand move off of my hip and hold my leg open. I didn't even realize my legs were closing in pleasure. I widen my legs and I feel two of his fingers curl into me.

He moves his fingers fast along with his tongue, overwhelming me with pleasure. "Fuck, Marshall, yes." I moan to him. I feel my self close to cumming and I think he can tell by increase of my moans and he speeds up, as if that was even possible.

"Wait, don't cum till I say you can." He tells me. I don't think I can do this, his mouth returns to my pussy and starts to make out with it. My legs start to shake from holding it back. "I can't Marshall," I say. "I said wait." He tells me.

His fingers start to go in and out and up and down, almost making me scream. "Ok go ahead," he says. My legs stop shaking as I release. He takes out his fingers and he licks up my slit making me flinch from being sensitive.

He crawls on top of me so we are face to face and sticks the two fingers in my mouth. "You did so good." He praises. I suck his fingers as he pulls them out of my mouth.

His hand reaches into his pant pocket pulling out a condom and he rips the package open with his teeth. "I'm going to make you feel so good darling,"

I bite my lip. "Stop biting those beautiful lips of yours," he tells he pushing down his sweats. He stands on his knees, putting on the condom. I see how big he is. Is that even going to fit. "You'll be good for me, right?" He asks aligning our hips. I quickly nod and I feel him enter me.

He starts slow allowing me to adjust to him. My eyes flutter shut with pleasure, "I want you to look at me." He tells me as he starts to speed up. His hand grips my thigh and I let my legs fall all the way open to the sides.

I make quick moans each-time he goes deep into me. "You're such a beautiful slut." He says putting his head into my shoulder leaning on me. He goes fast and hard like this, "Fuck," I exhale into his ear. My hands grip his shoulder blades for something to squeeze as I feel my high arising. "I'm gonna, I'm gon-" I try to say before he starts to pound into me making me cum around him.

He starts to slow down and pulls out of me. I'm already exhausted. He flips me over and pulls my hips into the air, re-entering me. He starts fast and I start gear him groan. "Shit, You feel so good Lana." He says then slapping my ass making my hips jolt forward a bit.

"Lay on your back, I want to look at you when I cum." He says after he pulls out of me.

I slide my knees down, laying flat and turning over to lay on my back. His hands open my legs and he adjusts himself. He slides into me with ease and his fast thrusts start again.

He looks at my face and I look at his. I look down to is shoulders and arms and his muscles are completely flexed. I struggle to look at him, I just want to throw my head back and let my eyes roll to the back of my head.

He thrusts into me a couple of more times before pulling out and cumming onto my stomach. "Fuck" he exhales, kissing my lips. He falls to the side of me and we both attempt to catch our breaths.

My body feels limp and exhausted. This was more than I expected to ever happen.