Locking eyes with H/N, I watch as he lets out a shaky breath when my hand finally leaves his dick.
"Are you sure about this?" H/N asks as he positions himself between my legs.
Nodding my head in response, I feel as H/N lays a soft kiss on my forehead before slowly pushing himself between my folds.
Letting out a quite whimper, I feel H/N freeze against me.
"Fuck Y/N, are you okay?" H/N asks, a concerned look plastered on his face.
"Yes, just tell me you're almost in." I say while dropping my head back onto the bed.
"Love, I'm barely half way." H/N chuckles as he drops his forehead against mine "do you want me to continue?"
"Yes please." I whisper as his lips meet mine.
Feeling as he slowly thrusts his hips forward, I moan into his mouth at the feeling of him inside of me.
"Bloody hell you're tight." H/N mumbles more to himself than to me.
Watching as he slowly pulls back out of me, it's not long before he thrusts back into me. Moaning at the sensation, I watch as H/N continues this movement adding more force.
Throwing my head back when he hits that spot inside of me, I'm a moaning mess as he continues his thrusts.
"Fuck, H/N." I almost scream as he slams into me.
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The Boy Best Friend
Historia CortaLaying on your boy best friends bed playing subway surfer, you probably think nothing could possibly go wrong, well you're wrong. Y/N phone is knocked out of their hands right when they are about to beat their high score and it's none other than H/N...
