Brian Wilcox X reader

10. I Don't Want You To Finish Like That

Brian kept one hand firmly on my waist and the other held my jaw while I held myself up on my forearm which rested next to his head and I used my other hand to entangle my fingers through his smooth, jet back locks.

It didn't take long for the soft, playful kiss to turn deep and needy.

I used Brian's move against him while I lightly bit his lip, mid-kiss. He breathily sighed into my mouth while moving his hand from my waist to my chest, grabbing at my boobs over my shirt. I pulled away from the kiss and sat up while I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor.

Brian's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed. He crept his hands from my ribs to my chest.

'Fuckkk.' He said, almost to himself while slightly pushing my tits together, watching how it enhanced my cleavage, before suddenly sitting up, putting one hand on the small of my back and the other on one of my tits and pressing wet, sloppy kisses on the other.

I ran my fingers through his hair, looking down at him with my mouth slightly agape and brows furrowed from the sight of him.

He trailed from my cleavage to my nipple and started alternating between kissing and sucking. I couldn't help but moan from the sensation of him swiping his tongue over my nipple and grazing his teeth against it.

The sight of him and the overwhelming sensation of him on my bare skin sent heat pooling between my legs.

I lightly pulled Brian away and started pulling his shirt over his head before throwing it to join mine on the floor. I pushed Brian back onto the bed and he pulled me down with him, kissing me with desperation.

As the kiss yet again deepend, I started slightly rolling my hips against him in hopes to relieve some of the tension of my needy clit.

I could feel Brian, hard as ever, pressing perfectly into me. He eventually started lazily bucking his hips into me, making his cock rub up and down my slit. The only noises that could be heard in the room were Brian's closed mouth moans, and my open ones.

'Bri.' I said breathily while trying to pull away from the kiss. He replied with a small hum, trying to follow my lips as I pulled away.

'Please...I need...I need...something.' I begged, grinding myself harder against him with the front of my brows raised from the feeling of his hard, clothed cock hitting my clit in just the right way.

Brian's eyes momentarily widened before he lightly pushed me up by my chest. I followed along by getting off of him and standing up, worried I'd taken it too far.

Brian got up and gave me a short, needy kiss before pushing me into the bed so now I was the one laying on my back. He instantly lay himself above me, making sure to prop himself up so his whole body weight wasn't on me, and kissing me with passion before trailing the kiss from my lips to my jaw, then to my neck. With the hand that wasn't holding himself up he kneaded at my tits for a few seconds before brushing it further down, past my ribs and stomach and letting it pass and go under the waistband of my pants.

He sloppily kissed my neck, occasionally biting at my jaw while he took his middle and index finger and brushed them up my pussy making me let out a long breathy moan from the final relief of the contact.

'Fuck, your so fucking wet.' He moaned, his words being muffled by my neck. He brushed his fingers upwards, letting them light graze my aching clit.

'Brian, please.' I whined.

He put his fingers back on my clit and started drawing tight circles making me sharply gasp and release a breathless moan.

'There?'