Chase atlantic smut

(M.C)

It's late at night, I and Mitchel are watching The Originals together in bed. I'm laying on my side with Mitchel resting his hand in between my thighs. I wiggle around a little, getting closer to him. He turns his head looking at me "Stop moving so much, darling." I keep moving just to get closer to him and he grabs my hips. Lifting me effortlessly and placing me on his lap. I lean down, my hands on his chest and barely connect my lips with his before pulling away and running my hands down his stomach and resting on his V line.

I move around on him slightly until I feel him getting hard under me. He holds onto my hips, attempting to keep me still but I fight against the pressure he's using to hold me here. I lift myself enough to unbutton his black jeans. He flips us over so he's on top of me and spreads open my legs.

In a rush he removes my shorts, along with my black lace underwear. He shoves two fingers inside of me at a slow pace making me moan, his eyes meet mine "Take off your shirt." He demands and I hardly move, disobeying his order. He stops moving his fingers with his eyes glued to mine, "Take it off." He says in a lower voice and I obey, not wanting to waste more time than he could be inside me.

I pull my shirt off over my head, I'm not wearing a bra. He grins "Good girl." his fingers pick up a fast pace causing me to moan, his mouth goes to my tit and he lightly bites me, I gasp and he removes his fingers, and his mouth from my tit leaving a chill. He takes off his black jeans, along with his boxers. revealing his long cock.

He looks down at me while I glare at him, This lasts a long moment before he slams inside of me without warning. My head falls back and I moan loudly. one of my hands grabs onto his shoulder and the other grips the silk sheets as he thrusts deeper into me.

He kisses my neck, moving to my chest. He leaves dark marks before beginning to suck and bite my tits. I bite my lip trying my best not to let out a moan, I lift my legs up and wrap him around him while he thrusts into me harder and faster. "I want to hear you," He lets out a heavy breath, and he grabs onto the bedframe using it for support.

I bite my lip harder holding in the sounds I want to make, I begin to taste metallic in my mouth, blood. I let my lip slide out of my teeth and Mitchel kisses me, the taste of my blood tainting our kiss. He moans into the kiss and I dig my nails into his back. He hits my g-spot and I let out a louder moan than I had before, "Darling you feel so good-" he groans

"I'm about to-" I involuntarily get cut off by groans escaping my mouth, He kisses my lips roughly and his hand goes around my throat as he goes faster, until I feel every inch of him. he cums inside of me right as I cum onto his cock.

He slowly pulls himself out of me and kisses me softly while breathing heavily, He moves off of me but picks me up bridal style, he gets off the bed and I look at my shaking legs. He looks to where I am which makes him smile. He sets me on the bathroom counter and grabs a soft wash cloth, he waits until the water is warm before he starts cleaning me up.