Football Smuts

( Drabble) Mirror Sex ft. Neymar

He wrapped his tattooed arms snugly around your waist and positioned you in front of the bathroom mirror, his erection prodding your back. It wasn't uncommon for your boyfriend to get hard while showering with you, but he appeared especially eager tonight.

"I want you so bad," he groaned in your ear, gripping your neck and pushing you down onto the sink. With your back arched and your ass up like this, he couldn't resist the urge. You moaned loudly when his palm touched your cheeks, leaving red marks all over them.

"God, you're wet," he muttered as he opened your cheeks, admiring your wet entrance. You whimpered, closing your eyes when he slid a thick finger into your throbbing core.

"Keep your eyes open, amor. Look at yourself," he instructed you, the smirk evident on his face. He thought he loved watching you squirm like this, taking his hardness in one hand and pumping himself slowly.

"Neymar, please," you whined, and there he was, thrusting into you, massaging your inner walls with his cock. He was going unrelenting, drawing strangled noises out of you. You were too fucked out of your mind to think about anything apart from his dick pounding into you, but Neymar's eyes were fixed on your reflection. The image alone could've pushed him over the edge; you looked so beautiful, with your breasts bouncing up and down from the force of his thrusts.