Her and the Basketball Champion

it's getting hot in here

Eliza

I hear footsteps behind me as I lounge on the sofa, the TV playing Vampire Diaries in front of me. 

Damon is just a specimen.

My legs are spread out across the sofa, and I'm so hot I think I might just willingly drown so I can cool down.

The sun is blaring through the window's even though the curtain is shut, stopping the intensity from spilling all over the grey, fluffy rug.

From the corner of my eye, I see Jonas sit down beside me, lifting me legs and placing them in his lap, rubbing his palm along them.

My biker shorts expose half of my thighs and everything below, so the skin on skin contact makes me nearly faint, on top of the heat in the room.

"Hey baby." I smile at him and move forward to kiss his cheek, but he pulls me up so I'm sitting on his lap.

Or more specifically, his thigh.

My knees are resting on the fabric of the sofa on either side of his leg, and my hands automatically move to rest on his chest.

He kisses me.

His lips owning me, devouring me, consuming me.

I'm drowning all over again, and then he breaks apart from me, resting his forehead against mine.

"Hey, princess. I'v missed you." He says, slightly breathless.

"You were literally gone for five minutes. And just to the bathroom." I point out, shaking my head slightly. He's so cute, I actually want to cry.

"Still. I want you near me all the time." 

"Well I don't. What if you shit all over me." I begin to laugh, and I honestly can't stop, and I think it's because the heat is getting to me, clouding my head, or maybe it's Jonas' hands on my hips, lifting up my oversized shirt, rubbing his hands up my abdomen and squeezing my nipples.

I stop laughing, and I can practically feel the lines of his thumb and forefingers rolling my now hard nipples in between them.

My breath hitches, and then it's like everything is slowing down as he rolls me forwards slightly on his thigh, my throbbing pussy grinding onto him.

The only thing between, is my biker shorts and his slacks. I'm not wearing underwear.

You knew some nasty shit like this would happen, you little bitch.

Go find someone to fuck your own size.

I sigh out as he continues his leisurely movements against him, my hips moving of their own accord now, rolling in small circles against his thigh.

"Fuck, that feels so good, baby." He throws his head back against the cushions, the veins in his neck sticking out against his skin. His voice husky and warm and so, so wet.

I move forward so our chests are pressed together and slide my hands up around his neck, never once eliminating the contact between our bodies.

My hips are still rolling against his thigh, and I can feel the inside of my shorts get wet. 

I kiss his neck, slow, torturously, wet, commanding, forever. Every lick makes him shiver, every bite makes him squeeze my hips tighter against him.

He starts to bop his leg up, hitting my clit furiously, and I moan out in his neck, touching his impossibly fast pulse under my thumb, squeezing down slightly, earning me a groan, and the sound sends shock waves through my every nerve.

His chest is rising and falling with his ragged breaths, and I'm betting that mine is exactly the same, hot on him.

My movements falter as he grazes his lips on my throat, his tongue darting out for a millisecond before vanishing, and he takes this as a chance to continue my movements, gripping my hips, and he's picking me up and pulling me down again so I'm bouncing on his thigh.

Every.Single.Movement.Is.Like.Fire.Down.My.Veins.

He starts to pull down my biker shorts, and then I'm exposed, my bare pussy on his thigh, a wet patch seeping onto his perfect trousers, his toned, muscled leg.

I can feel some small hairs tickle between my legs, and I start to grind on him again, he's puling me against him so I roll forward to his upper thigh, and we're moaning in each other's ears, I'm on the cusp of releasing, and his thumb comes down to circle my clit, and then everything explodes.

Heat creeps up every nerve, I'm falling onto him, my clit still rubs against him as he helps me ride out my high, and he's touching me, it's so intimate, and it's so pleasurable and it's so electricity.

Everything is electricity on his fingers.

You guys like? Idk how good my smut writing is but we roll.