Steve Harrington Imagines

Handcuffed Pt. 2 (X)

Y/n POV

I opened one eye, looking around my room I rolled over on my back and let out a yawn. Fuck I slept too long. I crawled out of bed and walked downstairs, pouring myself a cup of coffee and starring blankly at the wall in front of me.

There was a knock on my door that quickly pulled me out of my starring trance. I set my coffee down made my way to my front door, opening it I saw Steve, he was dressed in a cop uniform, and may I add he looked HOT.

"Steve.. hi?" I was curious as to why he was here. He smiled at me, pulled a pair of handcuffs out from behind him. I furrowed my brows and slightly twisted my head to the side.

"What are those for?" He smirked.

"You." He quickly spun me around and pinned my arms behind me, cuffing them together. He pushed me to walk forward, my heart was racing and I was so confused as to what was happening. He shut the door behind him and walked us to my living room.

"Steve, what-" He pushed me down onto my knee's and covered my mouth.

"You have the right to remain silent." I looked up at him through my eyelashes and nodded. He slowly started to unzip my jacket and my heart started to race, the feeling of heat was rising into my cheeks and that pesky feeling between my legs was rising.

"You know.. last night was so mean of you. Tease me, bending over just enough for me to see the outline of your pussy and then you laughed at me. So now, I'm going to tease you until you're begging me to fuck you." I was speechless. His hand pulled away from my mouth.

"Steve I didn't mean..." I stopped speaking as he picked me up and placed me on the couch. He kneeled in front of me, slowly caressing my thighs.

"Is this ok?" I only stared at him, and nodded slightly as his fingers trailed up my inner thigh. They made their way into my shorts and to the seem of my panties, and I sucked in a breath.

"Tell me to stop, if you want." I shook my head at him.

He smirked at me and his fingers slid past the seem, touching my skin and causing a fire to burn. My breathing hitched only for a moment and I closed my eyes as his fingers gently touched my folds. He pulled his hand away and told me to stand up, in which I complied.

He pulled my shorts down, and then pulled my panties down exposing my body to him. He smiled at me and sat me back down, positioning me in the perfect place. His hands reached back to my folds, and he touched and caressed my clit multiple times before he slipped a finger inside me. I let out a small moan and I watched as he smirked. He entered another finger, and soon enough he was pulling them out and pushing them back in. He watched as I squirmed under him and I tried to keep my moans quiet but it was becoming harder as the moments went by.

"Let it out baby, it's ok. You sound so pretty when you moan for me." I moaned a little louder and his fingers moved a bit faster. He lowered his mouth to my clit and began flicking his tongue, various patterns and-

I jolted awake from my bed and I let out a breath. What the fuck. I looked at my clock and realized I was running late for class.  I got out of bed and quickly threw on a pair of jeans and simple t-shirt. Making sure my hair looked okay, I added a small chain necklace and some earrings. I ran down the stairs and grabbed my back pack, an apple from the kitchen, kissed my mom on the cheek and walked out to the road where I waited for Jessie to pick me up.

She came screeching down the road and I let out a sigh of relief that she was also running late today. She stopped at my curb and I hopped in, barley able to shut the door before she sped down the road.

"Ummm, you want to tell me where the fuck you went with Steve Harrington?" I rolled my eyes.

"He drove me home because SOMEONE was too busy sucking face with a rando." She sarcastically laughed back at me.