I Don't Want You Like A Best Friend

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Y/N POV

"I still can't believe you were born in London." Taylor commented, drying the last of the dishes I used to cook dinner.

I looked over at her, washing my hands. "Why's that?"

She shrugged and put the pot away, hanging up the dish towel. "I don't know. I just wouldn't expect it. I mean you play for the U.S. team, you don't have an accent. You've basically lived here your whole life...one would assume from all of that that you were born here."

I chuckled, now leaning back against the counter. "I suppose so. It is on google, though."

Taylor narrowed her eyes at me, stepping over to me slowly. "Oh what, so I was supposed to google you before we met?"

Now it was my turn to shrug, the teasing grin on my face growing wider when she rested her arms over my shoulders. "Are you saying you haven't googled me?"

Her smug smirk quickly changed to a sheepish smile, and her cheeks became slightly more pink than usual. "That's beside the point."

"Right..." I hummed, looking into her sparkling blue eyes for a moment before pulling her in for a kiss, which was almost immediately deepened by the blond.

Her mouth opened as my tongue swiped across her bottom lip, and a soft sigh escaped her throat when our tongues touched, tangling together while my hands traveled from her hips to her lower thighs, grip tightening on them as I lifted her onto the kitchen counter.

Taylor broke the kiss and we both gasped for air. The fire in her eyes was burning brightly, and I could tell we both had the same idea. In one swift (A/N see what I did there :>) motion, she was back in my arms, legs wrapped around my waist, lips on mine.

Being as fast, but as careful as I could, I made my way to her bedroom, kicking the door closed once we were inside. The only light in the room came from the lights in the backyard, which peaked through her curtains and gave the place a mysterious, intimate glow.

I gently laid Taylor down on the bed, then pulled off my shirt, climbing over her to reconnect our lips. My hands hooked underneath the hem of her own shirt, and we separated just long enough for me to pull it over her head and toss it somewhere behind me.

My mouth returned to her, but this time I was focused on her neck, where I gently bit and sucked at every inch of exposed skin I could find. From her jawline to her collar bones, to her pulse point, causing her to moan and toss her head back against her pillow.

Slowly but surely I made my way down her body, pausing at her chest when I got to her bra. Our eyes locked, and I waited for her to nod and raise her back slightly, allowing me to unhook the garment and take it off, tossing it somewhere with her shirt.

Her nipples were hard and straining, and I wasted no time in taking one into my mouth, tonguing it while I rolled her other nipple between my fingers. Taylor was quickly becoming a moaning mess under me, biting her lip as her nails scratched my shoulder blades and back.

Once I had given her other nipple the same treatment and was satisfied with the dozens of hickeys forming on her creamy skin, I resumed my travel, pressing hot kisses down her belly, over her navel, and right at the edge of her pants.

Again, I stopped and looked up, this time verbally asking her. "Can I take these off?"

Taylor nodded, seemingly unable to form words for a moment. "Y-yes."

In a matter of seconds I had her jeans unbuttoned and pulled off, dropping them onto the floor. Taylor was now almost completely bare, with the exception of her dark, navy blue panties.

My heart pounded in my chest at the sight of her gorgeous body, and it made my head spin to think about how in the world someone could be so beautiful. She looked so graceful and delicate, but somehow, at the same time, so firm and strong.

Her soft, smooth skin combined with her long legs, thick thighs, gentle curves of her hips, belly, breasts, and shoulders were perfect, and I knew, from here on, I would never be able to get enough of her.

"God, you're so beautiful." I whispered, hands resting on each of her thighs.

The singer inhaled sharply, and smiled, looking down at me with hooded eyes. "It's a shame I'm not wearing a dress right now."

I chuckled, and kissed her mons over her underwear. "I'm sure there will be opportunities for that in the future, Darling. Besides, I think in this moment I much prefer you like this." 

Another sharp inhale sounded from her when I took the fabric of her panties between my teeth and pulled them down her legs, fully exposing her to me. I started with soft kisses mere inches from her center, planning on taking my time, at least until Taylor threaded her fingers in my hair and tried to move my heard to where she needed me.

"Fuck, Y/n, don't tease."

"What do we say when we want something?" I asked.

"Please." She breathed. "Please just touch me..."

I smirked. "Of course, baby. All you had to do was ask." And then, without giving her any warning, I sucked her clit into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, enveloping the small but in warmth.

A long, guttural moan sounded from Taylor, and the grip she had on my hair increased. I didn't let up, though. It only encouraged me to suck more, though I kept my ministrations slow and gentle, having every intention of taking my time.

Don't get me wrong, I like it hard and fast just as much as the next person, but this was Taylor and I's first time together like this. I wanted this one to be sweet and memorable.

With that in mind, I suckled her clit a bit longer before moving my mouth down to her soaked entrance, giving it a leisurely lick. Her arousal coated my tongue, and I couldn't stop myself from groaning at her taste. 

"Oh fuck..." Taylor whimpered upon feeling me push my tongue into her cunt, my thumb now applying a torturous pressure to her throbbing clit. "Baby that feels so good..."

"Mmm." I hummed into her, smirking as I lapped at her pussy.

I switched things around so my mouth was back on her clit, and I now had two fingers thrusting in and out of her, curling up on each push to hit the spot that made her eyes roll back. Her moans were getting louder and louder by the minute, and the way she pushed my head down between her legs while raising her hips off the bed told me she was close.

"Oh god!" She cried out, practically humping my face. "Right there baby! Right there! Yes!"

The second I added a third finger a loud scream was ripped from her throat, and her walls clenched tightly around me, clit twitching as she spilled her cum all over my hand.

"UGH YES! FUCK!"

I slowed my movements but didn't fully stop until she was finished, body trembling from how sensitive she was. I rose to my knees and smirked, licking her cum off my lips. "You taste so good, baby."

Taylor let out a small, breathy laugh, still panting, and shook her head. "I don't think I've ever cum that hard before."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"Believe it or not, it's a lot harder than you think to find someone that actually knows their way around a vagina. Plus, up until you I only dated men, and you know how majority of them are."

Laughing, I crawled up the bed next to her and kissed her forehead. "Well, either way, I'm honored I made you feel good. Do you need water, or anything?"

Now she was the one with an eyebrow raised, a challenging smirk gracing her lips.

"You don't think we're done, do you? Because I'm just getting started."