Obsessed| Central Cee Imagines

Innocence| Central Cee

trigger warning: sexual content ahead (loss of virginity (kinda))

Y/N pushed her glasses up on her face. She continued to flip through her book in the cabin. Her friends shouted loudly as they played UNO.

She looked away from her book and back to the group. Her friend Stella poured liquor into shot glasses. The friend's retreat wasn't her speed. She barely knew anyone.

"Ohh, let's okay truth or dare!" Another friend drunkenly shouted.

"Y/N come play." Her other friend, Michelle waved her over.

"Yeah, don't be a pussy." Stella capped the bottle.

Y/N closed her book and moved toward the group. Michelle wrapped her arms around her boyfriend, Dracy. Y/N stood across from Oakley who was quiet.

"Take a shot." Stella passed her the glass.

Y/N took it and inspected the glass, "What is it?"

Oakley laughed at her question. Feeling a bit embarrassed Y/N downed the shot wincing at the burning in her stomach. Stella cheered and poured her another.

"Okay, Dre. Truth or dare?" Michelle asked their other friend Andre.

Andre brushed his waves, "Truth."

The group groaned at his answer, "Fine. Is it true that you fucked Nana back in high school? The one with the fucked up limp."

Y/N tried not to laugh. Her eyes flicked away from the group as he answered shamefully, "Yeah."

"Oh hell no." Stella took another shot.

Michelle eyed Y/N next. She poked Dracy in his side signaling to speak, "Y/N truth or dare."

Y/N lost all her confidence, "Truth."

The question came quickly, "Is it true that you're a virgin?"

The group chuckled making Y/N roll her eyes, "I plead the fifth."

Y/N took another shot. Oakley stood quiet not laughing with the rest of the group. She looked up from the shot glass realizing that he was staring at her.

Y/N looked towards her friends still feeling his eyes linger, "It's not like I haven't done stuff just not all the way."

Stella flipped her hair, "Alright don't force her to answer any more questions. You gonna corrupt my friend."

Y/N and her friends finished their game. The early hours of the morning began to creep in. Y/N was gathering her things to take a shower when her door creaked open. Her head snapped up as Oakley stood in the doorway.

"Is it true?" He asked smiling.

Y/N and Oakley would've been closer if it wasn't for her friends. Back in the day, Michelle had dated Oakley even after Y/N had mentioned she liked him. After that, she and Oakley never really got closer. She cleared her throat, "Does it matter?"

He eyed her body, "Not unless you want it gone."

Y/N stopped in her tracks, "What do you mean?"

He stepped further into the room and closed the door. Y/N gulped when he locked the door, "You know what I mean."

"Oakley stop playing."

The sexual tension was sky-high. Y/N stared at the man in front of her. She sucked in a breath not knowing what to do. He eyed her lips bringing his hands up to hold her face. Y/N damn near collapsed when his lips touched hers.

Oakley moved her back to the bed. Landing on top of her he rubbed her curves. Y/N continued to kiss him. Their kisses got sloppy and after a while, she wanted more. Y/N lifted up his shirt revealing his tattoos.

"I'm not really a virgin. I mean he got the tip in but I didn't go through with it." She confessed earning a laugh from him.

"Y/N, that was not needed. Just kiss me."

She obeyed. He pulled at her shirt grabbing onto her bra. In the next few minutes, their clothes were on the floor. Y/N moaned lowly as he rubbed her clit rubbing her wetness over her thighs.

"Turn around."

Y/N turned around arching her back. He palmed her butt positioning himself at her entrance. Y/N held her breath waiting for it. A euphoric feeling overtook her as he pushed himself inside. She could feel his pelvis against her.

She choked out moans as he sped up. The recoil was ridiculous. Y/N began flinging herself back onto him. Oakley pulled at her curls lifting her neck up.

"Oh fuck." Y/N hissed.

Her hand came up to stop him for a second but he gripped her wrist, "You can take it. Don't tell me you're a runner."

"It's too much. Slow down."

He leaned forward kissing her neck, "Come on now, give it to me."

Y/N listened to his words trying to push through. His hands ran over her sweaty back. He smirked the entire time as he felt her tighten around him. Y/N closed her eyes as she arched her back fully and leaned her head down.

Her legs shook as her orgasm took over. She stopped moving to let her low moans bring her over the edge. Oakley continued to move in her slowly. He groaned feeling his orgasm arise. Y/N panted trying to come down from her high.

She turned over covering herself. Her hair covered her sweaty face. Oakley kissed her lips before falling beside her. The silence crept between the two.

"You alright?" He asked playing with her hair.

Y/N felt regret instantly, "I didn't think we'd get this far."

She felt his hand go stiff before he pulled away. Oakley got dressed quickly. Y/N sat up trying to fix her mistake.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it."

He cut her off, "Nah. Just stay over there."

Oakley took one last look at her before he left the room. Y/N cursed under her breath knowing she fucked up. And that she had hurt him in the process.

Authors note:

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