Red Rooms I Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

60. Exhausted, Mr. Riley?

Lads this is straight up smut just so u know. Also not my best work but it's honest work okay thank u.
If u haven't noticed already Pearl has the most massive breeding kink idk whats up w her dont look at me lol xx

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Your voice breaks as you moan out his name. Loudly.

Glancing down, you see Simons furrowed brows and shut eyes as he’s eating you out. He has been for the past fifteen minutes or so.

Whenever you’d try to change position or return the favour in some way, he’d fixate your body and pin you right back down, letting you know just how much he is enjoying this and that he’s far from done. Of course you didn’t mind.

You whisper out his name multiple times between quick, high-pitched breaths and arch your back as his wet tongue laps along your swollen clit, two of his long fingers fucking you precisely and hitting your sweet spot already. You’re so very close.
Eyes shut.

Opening them again just to catch a short glimpse of him between your thighs turns out to be a mistake. You didn’t want this to end yet, but seeing him work you so well sends you over the edge. His face squeezed into your core like that, his defined nose on your mound as his fingers pump into you faster now that he feels you reaching your climax. His skin was glistening.

And then those dark eyes. Opening up and looking right back at you from below. Half lidded, hungry eyes that roll back slightly as you moan out his name once more.

You only manage to squeal some inaudible curse words as you come on his tongue, getting some low grunts out of him that vibrate all along your core and adding much to your satisfaction. His empty hand grabs yours and holds it tight, the other one pressing it’s digits into the soft skin of your inner thighs, giving his tongue enough space to lick up the mess you two made, tasting all of you.

There’s some words coming from him inbetween licks that you can’t make out since you’re still coming down from the high and all you can hear is your own pulse and heavy breathing. Your head feels like it’s going to explode.

As soon as you caught your breath again he moves upwards with you still lying on your back and his hand now wraps around your throat gently. You close your eyes to his lips finding your ear and giving you a short, endearing peck there.

“How do you taste so fucking good?” he whispers in your ear and proceeds to kiss your jawline, his hand still on the same spot.

“F-for you…” you pant, trying to collect yourself as his wet, warm lips land on yours, giving you a good taste of yourself. Your sweet juices mixed with his saliva, he was not wrong. It did taste good. You let out a moan  and feel his hand squeezing around your throat, the grip tightening as his other hand slides down to free his member of the underwear he’s been wearing all this time. Another moan leaves you once you feel his hot, throbbing length slap against your thigh.

“You’re so hard—” you whisper before he forces his tongue back into your mouth and slowly nods in agreement as he starts pleasing himself first.

“ ‘Course I am…Should’ve seen yourself there, love…” he hisses out, spitting on his hand and those lazy, lustful eyes glancing back at you as he slathers it all onto his cock.