She's The Girl (Johnny-Christ-fanfic)

Doing Bad Things With You

"I want to fuck you on this hood inside we'd have a little more privacy because I don't want to be done with you yet." He whispered as if he didn't want anyone to hear.

"You don't have to be." She ran her hand down his cheek as she smiled and made part of her thigh rub against the bulge that had formed in his pants.

As soon as they sat up, they instantly climbed off the hood. But instead of going to the backseat, he started to open the passenger door which she stopped him by grabbing his arms as she rolled her eyes with a smile. She knew it would be much easier to continue their fun in the back rather than the front.

"Oh right." He chuckled while pointing at it.

She giggled and climbed in and as soon as he climbed in after her she instantly lifted up her dress to pull it up around her waist and straddled him.

She went to grab his shirt to pull it off of him, but he grabbed her face and pulled her into a kiss. Which she caused him to growl into the kiss cause she slowly moved her hips back a forth a little on his while moving his shirt up his body. But once she got it to under his arms, she pulled her face out of his hands and pulled off his shirt.

As they began kissing again, he hooked his fingers in the top part of her jacket and pulled it off of her before tossing it onto the seat next to him.

Not breaking the kiss, she undid his pants before pulling him out and stroked him causing a vibration to move throughout his chest from his moaning. With her other hand she pulled her panties to the side then slid down on him, while humming as she felt his length fill her hole.

"Mm damn." He moaned while she moved her hips on him.

"Johnny, oh shit." Wrapping one arm around his shoulders she used her other hand to rub her fingers on his head when he started kissing her neck.

He all of a sudden moved his head away from her, and when she looked down at him he moved her hair behind her ear, "You're amazing you know that? Fuck, you feel amazing." 

"So do you babe." She breathed out as she grabbed the sides of his head, "You're the only one I want to do this with, you're the only guy I've ever wanted to do this with she confessed, and before he could respond, she began kissing him as she moved her hips rougher on him, needing to feel him deeper inside her.

"Charlie, shit." He grumbled into the kissing.

Feeling her walls tightening around his shaft, he began rubbing his hands all over her back right as she started moving her hips faster on him which caused him to throw his head back against the seat as he groaned out of pleasure so she started kissing on the front of his neck.

"John-ney, shit." She rasped out as she tangled her fingers in his hair.

"Oh..fuck, fuck." He groaned while going through his orgasm as he dug his fingertips into her sides, and when he heard what he thought was a whimper, he thought he was hurting her, he loosened them up, "Shit sorry."

But it wasn't a whimper out of pain, it was out of pleasure.

"It's okay." She smiled at him as she rode out her orgasm while pecking his lips. "You didn't hurt me by grabbing me like that." 

"Good." He smiled back as she slowed down her movements on him. 

"Fuck." She breathed out, laying her forehead in the crook of his neck, and took a deep breath, taking in the scent of a mix of his cologne and sweat along with traces of alcohol.

She sighed as she climbed off of him and laid back on the seat.

The last time they had sex, they made a promise that this would never happen again but yet here they were, in the backseat of his vehicle having sex. And she knew they couldn't blame alcohol this time, at least couldn't because she was sober.