Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

25. Another attempt

His dick stretching out your sore heat was the exact kind of pain you craved right in this moment.

He needed to push inside, holding onto your love handles as his weight pushes you presses your body deeper into your mattress. You're laying flat on your stomach with your back arched a bit, so that he gets a good angle from above. He groans out as his length can't reach any further.

"Ffffuckkk...Feels so good, luv" he mutters as he slides out of you just to push right back inside. You let out a soft mmm whilst digging your fingers into the pillow.

You've been going for 20 minutes already, the day slowly starting outside. People leaving for work, birds chirping. The sun rising any minute now.

"Simon fuckkkkkk!" you whimper, urging him to lean forward more and bite your back, you tilt your head as he does in arousal. Your whole body is burning hot, this feels just as good as a massage to you. He holds you all the right ways, fucks you all the right ways, treats you all the right ways. He pumps into you with controlled precision, quickening his pace by the second. You stretch your hand forward to hold onto the headboard of your bed, only to be disrupted by his hand catching yours on it's way there and interlock with your fingers once again, you breathing out a silent "Fuck..." as you shut your eyes. He has complete control over you, and you were able to enjoy all of it. Usually you'd quickly switch roles, taking control of the man you were fucking with. But with him it's different, you barely knew him and still trusted him enough for this to happen. He was working your body, you didn't even have to do much in this position. It's all him.

"I l-love the whngh....w-way you fuck me" you whine out, he does not stop slamming his hips into you as he grabs your hair and holds it all in his fist, giving him a good look of the back of your neck now which he starts to kiss and bite.

"Say that again." he grunts into your skin, sending shivers down your whole spine.

"I love it so much, Simon. You fuck me so good, I love it I love it I lo--" he steadies himself again, both hands onto the mattress to quicken his movements, the whole bedroom fills up with sounds of wet smacking. You dig your face into the pillow and moan into it, the muffled sounds doing something to him.

"Love you continue like that and i'm gonna come so fucking hard." You nod and tilt your head, trying to face him behind you which you only manage to a certain degree. "Please come on me, i beg you"

"Y-you beg? Can't hear you begging, birdie" he grunts inbetween his moans.

"Beg." he mutters, still slamming into you.

You beg to him like it's the last thing you're doing. At some point only inaudible words leave your mouth, as he fucks you into your climax. Your walls clench around his hard, thick cock and you slam your fist into the mattress, crying out into the pillow under your head. Your whole body shivering, you take notice of a warm sensation sliding down along your bare back. It's Ghost's tongue, he's licking along your spine. How fucking hot is that?! you ask yourself

His dick leaving your hole empty, he pulls off the condom and starts stroking it with a fast pace. His free hand grabbing spreading your buttcheeks as he breathes out heavily

"Will you let me?"

You pant and nod hastily, excited for him to finish on you. You want him to mark you with his semen. You can't wait for the hot liquid spreading along your body for some reason, it's got to do with him again, you would never allow some other random person coming on your body like that, making a mess. But with him you did not mind, quite the opposite actually.

Then, his tongue meets your other hole, you shut your eyes since it's something you love but it's been a long time that someone ate your behind.

His moaning vibrating on your sensitive area, him still touching himself as he gets closer and closer. He decides to go for it and gives you a good slap on your ass, kneeling in front of it like that. You yelp and immediately reach behind you to grab his wrist, signaling him to wait before doing that again, you could only take this much. He interlocks his long fingers with your tiny hand once again, which strikes that last nerve he needed in order to come. He moves his torso up and releases himself on your ass, his sperm covering the entirety of it so beautifully. It was warm, you smile into your pillow, how you'd love to see his face right now. He still moans and runs his thumb across your buttcheek, wiping some of his fluid up with it and moving it towards your mouth. Innocently, in some way, not demanding. Offering.

You take his hand with both of yours and suck on his thumb, swallowing the bit of his juice. A rather sweet taste running down your throat, sucking again as you look up into his eyes. he has to gulp hard at the sight of that.

"Fuckin pearl...So good..." he mutters shakingly, crashing down onto the bed right next to you.

"So darn good..." he repeats, panting still.

"What are you doing to me?" you purr at him, looking at the dark stubble on his neck, the skin covered in sweat.

"Was about to ask you the same..." he grumbles.

"You still want that tiramisu?" you try once again.

"Been waiting all night." he remarks with that irony of his.