fuck buddies don't act like this (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 75

You

Guess what?

Morgan

What?

You

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I'm going to

Suddenly tugged down your typing falters while puckered lips trail a line from your jaw to the sensitive spot in the crook of your neck. The feathered touches make for typing above your head a challenge as you feel his hands rub and secure you just below your breasts. Brutally gripping onto your phone so much that your thumb times out the keyboard. Gojo moves again swaying atop you, his hot wet breath tickling your skin as his tongue slathers and sweeps before flattening as he suckles deeply. It'll leave a bruising rose speckled mark but that's for tomorrow to worry about right now your attention struggles with focusing on one task whilst Gojo ramps up the heat.

You're wet, so very wet.

Thighs quivering, flapping helplessly into his left leg that's somehow made its way between your legs and his knee deliciously thick and stubbornly stable rubs against your moistening lips. His slacks make for excellent friction rubbing against the inseam of your slicked panties that have become both swallowed between your folds in a tight wedgie-like grip and moulded to your skin. Gojo's smirk nibbles at the area he's now latched on upon, his head bobbing makes for his incredibly fluffy hair to tickle your chin making texting Morgan back just as difficult.

Craning your head back against the pillow your Adam's apple jutting out and swallowing back the building saliva difficult.

Fuck he's turning you on faster than you can tell Morgan the good news.

Morgan

Going to what?

You

Not that

Ducking hate predator Ex

"Fuck's sake." cursing under your breath as another wave of pleasure ripples through you.

Gojo briefly halts and glances up before resuming his adventure to explore across your body, mainly trekking down towards your cunt. The treasures he finds along the way are both right for his taking and his to explore however he sees fit.

He told you as much when he whisked you away ten minutes ago after hanging up on him due to the stunning pain of the very painful but thankfully brief headache. After looking you over for any injuries he told you the only way to make you feel better is his lips on your cunt and then his cock filling you up. It wasn't a hard bargain to pass up but then you remembered promising Morgan for any changes for your upcoming exhibition which brings you to this current predicament.

Gojo turns his grip into vices pinning you down and the mattress below divots from the weight but strangely enough it doesn't hurt rather his brutalist caveman approach triggers the need to grapple this man and have him pressed against you, chest-to-chest.

He grumbles something incoherent between your racing pulse and your shoulder.

Slowly but surely, he makes his way down.

The angry and frustrated mutterings flutter with beautiful vibrations that only increases the release rate of your filling cup spilling over the rim, fuck you're close. Gojo shifts from gobbling up your throat to suckling and nibbling his way down towards the skin right before your filled breasts. Thunderous your heart pounds like drums in your ears. The explosive feeling to take this man between your hands, drag his face between your thighs and order him to suck and lick and devour you is inconceivably within reach.