Smutty Excerpts

From Senophilia

    He sunk down, taking me inside of him, and I let out an embarrassing moan.

    He smirked at me and ran a hand through my hair. "Good boy," he murmured. I knew it was meant to be teasing, but it made me harder. A cute gasp escaped his pretty pink lips as he registered the growth of the length inside of him.

    I watched him blush with a proud grin on my face as he rolled his hips. He lifted up, so that only my tip was in him, and slammed back down all at once.

    The cry that came from him hid the low growl in my throat. "Fuck, Lex, more!" he pleaded. And just like that, my control slipped. My arms held him tight to me as I rolled us over, then pushed his knees up to his chest and buried my erection in the heat of his body.

    The drunken pleasure on his face coaxed a purr from me.
    "Such a pretty boy. You just open right up for me with the cutest look of impatience, like I'm pissing you off with every second I'm not inside you. It gets me so damn hard," I whispered admiringly in his ear.

    I punctuated my words with a thrust, sheathing myself into him up to the hilt.

    He whined, driving me to desperately speed the movement of my hips. I plunged into him, seeking our climax. His legs wrapped around my waist, his arms around my neck, bringing us impossibly closer to eachother. The space between us was nonexistent.

    Each time I pulled out and put even the slightest distance between our skin, I was back in him in a second. He panted against my lips and I felt our mouths collide.

    "Fucking hell, Ivan, you're so goddamn tight," I hissed through gritted teeth. He responded by pressing his tongue into mine. I seperated us again.

    "I'm close, God, fuck, can I-?" I left the question hanging, too busy trying to deny my very inevitable ejaculation.

    "Are you gonna wash me later?" he breathed, his tone heavy with implication that would be impossible to miss. I nodded frantically. "Then leave it in, m'kay? Cum inside."

    I finished at those words, stroking him off until he joined me in bliss.

    "That was really... really damn good, Lex." I hummed at him and nuzzled into the base of his neck. We laid there for hours together, just cuddling and enjoying the afterglow of sex. "I thought you would clean me?" Ivan mumbled pointedly, but he was too tired to actually draw any anger into his voice.

    "I'll clean you up later, babe. Love you, night. Don't let the werewolves bite."

    "Too late," he grumbled, looking at his shoulder, the outline of my teeth printed there. I hadn't even realized I'd done it. "Don't let anymore bite," I corrected myself accordingly, drifting to sleep with him in my arms.