A/N: Based on the pic above. You might need new panties after. Good luck. 😈
"That's a good girl, Mella."
Carmella had lost count how many times you had made her cum with just your mouth. She was incoherent to say the least, the only thing grounding her was the feeling of your hands intertwined as you feasted on her like she was your last meal.
Let's go back to the beginning.
Carmella was sat at home, drinking wine and enjoying one of her few days off, when she heard her phone ding. Thinking it was you, she happily went to respond when she saw that it wasn't you, it was Sonya, your best friend.
Sonya D.: Your girl is in a mood. Just a heads up. Vince ripped into her ass about her character arc.
Confused, Carmella went to reply only to be interrupted by a text from you. A text that made her thighs squeeze together.
Baby Daddy: I'm extremely stressed out. Can I come home and eat you out?
Baby Mama: Yes.
Which led her to the present, completely spread out and at your mercy. The second you walked in the door, you picked her up from the couch, threw her over your shoulder and marched to your shared bedroom.
"F-fuck I'm gonna cum again." You smirked against her cunt. "Go ahead. You cum as many times as you want baby."
She soaked your face with her cum but that didn't stop you. You kept feasting to the point where she had to let go of your hand to push your face away. You smirked and stood, taking your clothes off revealing your hard cock, making Carmella's mouth water.
"Oh, I'm not done with you yet baby. I'm still stressed."
Carmella blushed as you kneeled in between her legs, leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss. She moaned at the taste of herself on your tongue, feeling you run the tip of your cock against her slit. She gasped at the feeling of being stretched out as you slid into her. You began with slow thrusts, groaning at the tightness surrounding you.
Carmella took the time to intertwine your fingers once more as her moans grew louder as your cock hit that special spot inside of her, making her see stars.
"Fuck Y/N! You feel so good!"
You grunted as your thrusts began to pick up speed. "Fuck Mella, it's like your pussy was made for me, princess. God, it's so good."
Carmella nodded, sweat and tears running down her face. She was cock drunk at this point, agreeing with anything and everything you were saying. "My pussy is yours daddy. I don't want anyone else."
You smirked and began thrusting at a breakneck pace, constantly hitting that spot inside of Carmella with precision.
Without warning, she squirted, soaking your cock and your thighs as her entire body shook. That set you off as you unloaded your seed deep inside of her. Carmella could only register that you were still holding her hands as you slid out of her, a mixture of your cum and her juices flowing out of her.
You mentally groaned at the sight as you went to lay next to her, pulling her into your embrace. She instantly melted into your hold as you kissed her head.
"So, so good for me baby." She whined at the praise and you decided that you two needed to clean up before she passed out on you so you gently picked her up and took her into your bathroom to shower.
As you got the shower ready and made her pee (always pee after sex you horny heathens), you sat her on the edge of the tub. She watched with droopy eyes as you moved around, grabbing her clothes (her favorite t-shirt of yours and a pair of your boxers), put towels in your towel warmer, going into your bedroom to quickly change the sheets before heading back into the bathroom to get her cleaned up.
In the shower, she wouldn't unglue herself from your side. You definitely didn't mind, loving when she got extremely clingy after sex. She was the definition of a pillow princess. You bathed her and yourself before getting out and wrapping the two of you in towels.
You took the liberty of doing her nighttime skincare routine for her, before getting her dressed and laying her in bed before going to get dressed yourself and airing out the room. She usually would complain about you not being near her but you wore her out so much that she didn't even care.
As soon as you got back into bed, she attached herself to your side. You smiled and kissed her forehead as she melted under your touch.
"Are you stress-free now?" You chuckled.
"Absolutely."
