story type - paragraph/song
playlist:
wannabe - why mona
high enough - k.flay
i see red - everybody loves an outlaw
on my own - darci
after dark - mr.kitty
nightcall - kavinsky
soft blankets were covering their almost naked bodies. the couple was cuddling in their shared bed, kissing and touching each other. he brushed her hair, lightly slapping her ass while she was scratching his chest. he hummed, uncovering their bodies and flicking her panties. she moaned into the kiss, letting him lick her lips. from a soft, light kisses, they went for French ones, biting and sucking each other's lips. his hands found their way to her short crop top and scratched her back with need. with one fast move, he stripped her down and started playing with her chest, placing small kisses on her boobs and sucking her nipples. her breath was shaky, heat flowing through her body.
slowly, he kissed her between her boobs, going down to her belly, ending with one small bite above her black panties. he took them off with his teeth, watching her touch her breasts and grip the white bedsheet. her breath hitched, a quiet please left her lips. he smiled, kissing her inner thighs and leaving bite marks on her soft skin. she moaned, asking him to, finally, touch her dripping pussy. as a good master, he placed a few kisses on her clit and folds, teasing her. she squirmed, trying to make him lick her. and he did. small and short lick became soft bites and huffs, he placed two fingers between her lips. she started sucking them, making them wet for him.
the teasing stopped, and his tongue was replaced by his fingers, stretching her, making her ready for his cock. she was moaning his name, pleading for more. he spitted on her clit, letting her watch as he rubbed her, overstimulating her, yet not making her come. with the fourth finger, her need increased, and she asked him to fuck her, make her feel good. he stopped playing with her, stripping from his boxers and freeing his hard cock. it was already leaking, his tip red and sensitive. he gave himself a few strokes while opening the small package with his teeth. she looked at him with must in her eyes, asking him to let her put the condom on. he nodded, handing her the protection and watching her tease his cock. her lips curved in a smile as she laid on her back, opening her legs for him.
teasing her with his tip before entering, he waited for a while to let her get used to his length. she started playing with his hair, kissing him to let him know she was ready. slowly, he started moving, holding back his moans. she bit his lip, making him moan, letting her play with his tongue. their moves became faster, moans louder, when she scratched his back, asking him to switch positions. getting on her knees, she felt him grip her hips, entering her once again. deep you like this, slut? left his lips, as he started pounding her into the mattress. her arms were shaking, she laid on the pillows and let him abuse her warm hole. his fingers found her clit, and he grinned, when her moans cracked. both of them were close. his movements were hazy, fingers no longer playing with her. he came with her name on his lips, riding her through his orgasm, while she started flicking her clit. his cock was overstimulated, but he didn't stop. with one last shaky breath and yes, sir, her vision darkened and orgasm took over her smaller body. he slowly pulled out, trying not to make her feel bad.
calming their breaths, they laid on their bed with closed eyes, holding hands. after a while, he got up and took her in his arms, taking her to the bathroom. while he was preparing the bath, she was sitting on the toilet. when the water was warm enough, he helped her get in and sat behind her. she laid her hand on his chest, her eyes closed and muscles relaxed. soft whispers and giggles were cutting the silence, both of them enjoying the atmosphere.
cold wind was playing with her hair, a wine glass in her hand almost empty. they were standing on the balcony, watching the moon and stars. he was hugging her from behind, kissing her neck and ear. smiling, she turned around and kissed him, letting him taste the drink. he slowly touched her hand, leading her inside and letting her sit on the bed. silk clothes covering their bodies, slow music playing in the background. he took the glass and finished her drink. as they were laying next to each other, a quiet i love you left her lips. he smiled, but didn't respond. after some time, when he thought she was asleep, he responded. i love you more, my dear.
a/n: hope you enjoyed this short exercise. harlot~
