𝗕𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗬 𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗦 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗦

*Strawberry Chapstick

SONG REQUEST FOR THIS CHAPTER: SWIM by CHASE ATLANTIC

796 Words

Just felt like giving you another chapter since I finished my second story, Darlin. Please go and read it, I would really appreciate it.

James presses play on the movie as I place the bowl of popcorn, 2 glasses of wine, and a box of chocolate cookies on the coffee table in front of us and sit down on the couch. His arm drapes over the back of the couch, and I sink into the side of his body, getting comfortable and ready for the movie. Just as the film starts, my lips feel dry and cracked from my constant and annoying habit of licking them when I'm nervous. I could do it all day if I really wanted to.

As we watch the beginning credits roll, I pull out my chapstick from my hoodie pocket, take off the lid, unravel it, and start applying it to my lips. From the corner of my eyes, I can see James watching me intensively.

"Is that chapstick?" He questions.

"Obviously, silly." I chuckle.

"Can I have some?" He asks, leaning closer to me.

"Uh, yeah sure-" I go to pass him the stick.

He interrupts me by grabbing my chin and forcing me to face him. He watches my expression change from relaxed to confused. He intensely looks into my eyes as he speaks.

"No. Not from there." He licks his lips.

"What do you mean?" 

His hands travel from my chin, up my face, and stop at my bottom lip. He pushes his thumb down on the skin and caresses it, pulling it down and making my lip pop back into place. I stare lustfully at him the whole time.

"From here." He leans in.

He smashes our lips together, pulling me into a hard and passionate kiss. As the kiss quickly gets more heated, he grabs at my waist, pulling me closer to him. Taking the hint, I climb onto his lap, straddling him, and wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him further. He pulls from the kiss and attacks my neck, knowing exactly where my sweet spot is.

"Fuck the movie, I want you right here, right now." He whispers.

Knowing how turned on he is right now from his husky voice, and his painfully hard dick poking my clothed, wet pussy from underneath me, I begin to tease him.

"Oh, you do?"

"Mmm, so fucking bad, baby." He moans.

"Why don't you show me how much, baby?"

He excitedly nods his head, pushing my panties aside and feeling how wet I am. When he does, another moan slips from his lips, and his eyes roll to the back of his head. As he rubs my clit gently, he shoves a finger into my hole, electing a throaty moan from me. Happy with my reaction, he quickens his movements and watches his finger sink inside me. I can feel him growing underneath me by the second.

"Get me ready for you, baby. Stretch me for your big cock, but don't let me come." I order.

"Yes, mam'."

Watching my face closely, he can see that I'm getting close to the edge. I start to clench his finger, and just like I ordered him to, he pulls his hand from me, edging me. My body relaxes above his and I stare into his eyes.

"Good boy. Do you think you deserve to be buried inside my pussy yet?" I taunt.

"Yes please, doll. I'll be so good for you."

"Alright baby, fuck me. Fuck me hard."

At my order, he pushes his sweatpants down his legs, letting his hard dick bounce against his stomach freely. He lines himself up with my hole, instantly pushing me down and pulling moans from both of us. As I begin to bounce on his cock, he thrusts upwards, meeting my fast pace. Pleasure swarms my body and I can already feel him start to twitch inside me.

"Needy, are we?" I tease.

"Only for you, doll. You taking control is so fucking hot."

"You gonna cum for me, huh?"

"Yes, baby. Can I cum for ya?" He rolls his eyes and leans his head on the back of the couch.

"Do it. I'm there, baby. Let me milk your cock."

We both come together, pushing through the pins and needles and getting one another through their high. I start to slow down my movements and lean against his chest, heavy breathing. With him still inside me, we brush the hair off of each other's sweaty faces. 

"Are we ever going to make it through a movie without fucking each other?" I laugh.

"Maybe not, but I'm not complaining." He joins me in laughing.

I lift myself off of his dick, adjust my panties, and sit down beside him on the couch, still trying to catch my breath. The end credits of the movie begin to play and looking at each other, we laugh.