INTUITIVE, austin butler

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"Don't joke around with right now, Riley." Austin pulls back his head completely, an expression of seriousness on his face.

"I'm not joking." I immediately respond.

Austin looks up at my face as I sit on his lap, his eyes running laps around my face. I can tell he's thinking about something, but I really don't care to ask what.

Just when I think I'm about to get rejected, he flips me onto the bed so I'm laying down, and he's towering over me. A gasp leaves my mouth as he slams me down, it all happened so fast I'm not even sure how he did it.

"Are you completely sure?" He looks deeply into my eyes, "I'm not messing around."

"I'm sure." I give him a confirming nod, but there's still hesitation in his eyes.

"I don't want you to-"

I cut him off, "Austin, I want you to fuck me like you hate me."

Hate sex.

Austin stairs at me for a second before a clever smile grows on his face. The look in his eyes before that was almost vulnerable and caring, is now full of fire.

I pull him by his neck, getting tired of the beating around the bush. He immediately begins to push his crotch into mine, like we were doing earlier, and it hits way different this way.

His hands press mine down into the mattress, and as the speed begins to catch up to where we were at before, his hand moves down to my pants to help me take them off. Once my bottoms are completely off, Austin wastes no time slipping his hand down there. I spread out my legs, going with the flow, since I honestly don't know what to do. It's been almost two years since I've had any action, so it's safe to say I'm out of my groove.

"God." He mutters through his shaky voice, his hand doing whatever the fuck it's doing—all I know is it feels great.

Quiet moans begin escaping my mouth once his fingers slide inside of me, unable to hold them in anymore. I open my eyes briefly and see a smirk still plastered all over Austin's face.

"Faster." I mutter to him, and he laughs softly.

He begins to pump his arm faster, and my hands grab onto his back for stability. As I feel electricity flowing through my whole entire body, I know I need him. I don't care if I'll regret this in the morning, it's been too long since I've made a bad decision.

"Austin," I moan his name a little louder this time, and I can tell he likes that. He likes praise.

"Say it again." He responds back, his fingers still pumping back and forth in me.

"Austin," I say again, a little louder than the last.

I can see the pleasure in his face from the way he's smiling to himself, and the way he can barely keep his eyes open.

"Aus-" My words are completely ripped out of my mouth when he enters inside of me suddenly.

"Fuck, Riley." He mutters through his gritted teeth.

Holy shit. Holy shit.

I didn't even know his pants where off.

My head fully falls backwards now, the feeling of him being painful and pleasurable at the same time. He starts out slow, rocking his hips with a smooth motion. I can tell he's starting out slow for my benefit, but I'm not looking for slow.

He looks at me, silently asking if I want more, and I nod embarrassingly fast.

He fully pushes his whole length inside of me, and a terribly loud and embarrassing gasp leaves my mouth. When I open my eyes Im afraid I'll see Austin laughing at me, instead, I can tell I just massively boosted his ego.