Both of your bodies flinched, your eyes simultaneously shifting over to your bag.
You leaned over as Connie groaned under his breath: "Who is it?" His voice had gone hoarse and raspy from kissing you so passionately.
You pulled out your phone, leaning closer as your chest pressed against his; your elbows leant against his shoulders to use him for balance.
Your brows cracked together: "Reiner's calling me."
His eyes rolled, his hands travelling down your body once more as he massaged your skin with his fingertips: "Ignore him."
You hesitated, "What if it's important?"
"Do I look like I give a fuck about him?" A smirk pried against his soft, upper-lip, pulling you back in front of him as his fingertip traced the lining of your dress, "It's just like you said. Your boyfriend hasn't been fucking you well enough," He kissed your neck once more, his lips deeply melting into the soft edge of your skin: "So I'll have to do it for him.." He smirked against you, "Again."
His fingers trickled along your wrist, slipping your phone from your hand as he carelessly tossed it back onto the passenger seat.
You groaned under your breath at the sensation, lowering your fingertips down to the edge of his joggers. You felt his hand lower down to your clit, slipping over your underwear as his slender fingers rocked back and forth: your head slowly leant back.
"Connie-.." You sighed with pleasure, feeling his lips smirk whilst kissing you.
"Come on, baby," He murmured against you, tickling your skin as he spoke as a giggle fell from your bottom lip, "Tell me what you want me to do to you."
His fingers slipped under your underwear, massaging your clit: you murmured under your breath, just quietly enough that he couldn't hear.
He laughed hoarsely under his breath, his lips leaving hickeys across your breasts as he began to drag your dress down to your ribs; "Come on, princess," He began in a mocking tone, his eyes glaring up at you through his lashes, "You can be louder than that."
"I-.." You hesitated with a racing heart, before leaning closer once more: you could practically taste his cologne as you pressed your lips to his ear, holding him close by the back of his neck, "Please.. fuck me, Connie."
His golden eyes widened, before his fingers on his left hand traced down to your ass once more: with his other hand, he moved your fingertips down to his lower stomach, tracing down each ab and outlines of his body. He shifted your fingers below the outline of his joggers as you felt the warmth of his cock finally meet your fingers.
He smirked at your reaction as you swiftly ran your touch across, your face fogged with pure lust towards him.
He was your addiction: your dangerous addiction that you knew you shouldn't love, but you just couldn't pull away from. Your alcohol; your heroin; your only way of pleasure and release.
You pulled down the outline of his clothes, feeling his cock spring up into your grasp once more. You ran your hand up and down, watching Connie's eyes roll back with a deep sigh.
"Fuck.." Connie moaned under his breath as you felt his hand run to your hip, the other against your ass: he pulled you above him, pecking your lips once more before beginning to lower you down onto his shaft.
He slowly pushed himself inside you as a hot flash absorbed your entire body, a sharp gasp leaving your lips as your hips grinded against him.
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𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦, connie springer 18+
Fanfiction" your boyfriend hasn't been f*cking you well enough, so maybe i should do it for him " after hooking up with a stranger at a party, you thought that would be the last time you'd see him; little did you know, fate had other plans in store for you...
