𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

nine

nine - reputation

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y/n's swollen lips quirked up into a smile at my desperation. "be patient, ariana." she chuckled, pecking my lips. "good things come to those who wait," she joked, winking playfully.

   i groaned in annoyance, my head falling back. "god, never mind. please do not touch me." i joked back with her, a small smirk on my face. y/n's eyebrows furrowed in concern as she got off of my body and the bed, grabbing her belt from the ground.

   i sat up, now feeling just as confused as she was. "what the fuck are you doing?" y/n looked back at me with a worried look in her eyes, finishing the buckle on her belt.

   "you said to not touch you, so i took that as a sign that you don't want to to anything with me. i-i don't wanna have sex with you if you don't want me to." she spoke quickly, her words nearly jumbling together.

   i bursted into laughter as i realized y/n had taken me seriously. i pushed myself down to sit at the edge of the bed, pulling her back to me by her waistband. "i was kidding, jr. i want you, i promise." i whispered, unbuckling her belt again.

   y/n swallowed thickly, her head nodding slowly. "yeah, okay." she shoved my hands off of her belt and took matters into her own hands, slamming her lips against mine as she did. i squealed in surprise as she pushed me back onto the bed, and she leaned up to take off her shirt.

   "jesus, malarky," i whispered, my eyes focused on her toned stomach. i mean, she did play sports, so i wasn't surprised. but i mean—still. y/n giggled, reaching down to unbutton her jeans. i bit my lip as i examined her body. "you're so beautiful, jr."

   y/n smiled bashfully and leaned down to kiss me again. "you are too, princess." she groaned, kissing down my neck. i melted into her touch, slowly reaching down to grab her dick through her boxers. "oh, shit." she moaned out, her hand gripping my waist.

   "fuck, okay stop." y/n whispered, and i removed my hand. she slid her body all the way down until her knees were on the floor. she grabbed my ankles and yanked me towards her, earning a loud gasp from me.

   she smiled up at me briefly before kissing her way up my calves and to my thighs. my breathing grew heavier as she neared where i really wanted her. her hands gripped at the edge of my skirt, and she slowly pulled the clothing off of my body.

   without the restrictions of the tight skirt, i opened my legs wider as y/n threw the skirt to the floor. y/n groaned to herself and licked her lips, her eyes falling onto my folds. she pulled me further down on the bed, placing the undersides of my knees on her shoulders.

   i shuddered as i felt her breath ghost over my clit before she returned her attention to my inner thighs. she sucked and nipped at the surface with her lips, while her hand gripped my thighs so tight i knew i'd have bruises tomorrow.

   i whined, pushing my hips down at an attempt to make her eat me out like i wanted. "y/n, if you don't hurry up and fuck me, i'm leaving." i growled, my hands tangling in and tugging at her hair.

   i felt her smile against my thigh, a small chuckle leaving her lips. "thought i told you to be patient," she whispered, biting my thigh hard. "y/n, ow! the fuck is wrong with you?!"