Nothing But You [COMPLETED]

I Am Living For This

"Injection." She panted.

"What?"

"I'm on the injection. Don't need it." She explained. Brad stared at her for a second, his mouth open slightly. She nodded. Then, before he could say anything else, she reached her hand down to his cock, wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking him.

He swore, loudly, as his body instantly started rutting into her touch. His breaths started getting shallower once again, and he pulled her in for another kiss as he lined himself up with her, and pushed himself in.

Jesus fucking christ, he thought.

She felt fucking amazing. His dick throbbed as the sensation zipped through him, as his entire body lit up in desire, and he couldn't even hold back anymore. He put his hands on the drawers either side of her, while her hands were gripping his neck tight. He suddenly thrust hard, filling her up completely. They both moaned loudly, then he started fucking her properly. His hips were snapping up into hers, long, deep thrusts, her moans and her whimpers getting louder and louder, the drawers creaking as they started hitting the wall. He put one hand on the wall beside her head, and fucked her deeper. She cried out his name. It spurred him on.

He kissed her, as best as he could, but everytime he pounded into her, her body bounced against him. He clenched his teeth in anger, then decided the next best thing.

He moved his mouth to her neck, not even trying to be gentle. Biting the skin, sucking it, kissing it harshly as he continued to fuck her again and again and again. The hand that he had rested on the drawers moved to her waist, to her back, and he held her against him, thrusting into her over and over as he attacked her neck, as she kept making sinful noises above him. He felt his own orgasm inching closer and closer, so he knew she must almost be there as well. But he didn't know how much longer he could go like this without coming, and he wasn't ready for it to end yet.

He pushed into her one last, harsh time, then slid out and pulled his lips away from her neck to see her looking down at him in panic.

"Trust me?" He panted, and she nodded. Then he grabbed her waist, pulling her body until she slipped off the drawers. He kissed her mouth once, then spun her around and pushed her down on the drawers. Face first.

She looked back at him over her shoulder, and smiled. Brad smiled back, and leant down to kiss her cheek.

"Ready princess?" He asked, incredibly sweetly, compared what he had just done, and was about to do to her. She nodded and bit her bottom lip, which made his eyes narrow. That fucking lip always did something to him.

He ran his fingers up her core that was directly in front of him. Still soaking wet. She pushed her hips back into his touch. He grabbed his dick, lined himself up, and didn't waste another second.

As soon as he had bottomed out, he let out a groan, slid back, grabbed her hips, and snapped back into her. Luka cried out gloriously, which made him do it again. And again.

They were both swearing with every other breath, her hips moving back to meet his as he fucked her as hard as he could. It wasn't long at all before he felt the signs that he was going to come.

He snaked one hand up her back until his fingers threaded through her hair. He gripped her hair, and leant down so that he could whisper into her ear as he continued to thrust into her.

"Touch yourself, baby." He whispered, and those three little filthy words made her body shiver visibly underneath him. She complied instantly, her hand slipping between her and the drawers and her fingers finding her clit. He felt her clench around his cock straight away, which made his rhythm falter for a second. She was close. So was he.