vinnie hacker smut

I'M SO FUCKING OBSESSED WITH YOU Y'KNOW

your boyfriend loves the way the hot weather makes you look

VINNIE HACKER X FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, praise kink, pet names, fingering, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), hair pulling, slight vouyerism

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California is so fucking hot sometimes. The way that shirts stick to skin and the way that when you would walk out of the house and immediately be hit with a wave of heat that absolutely envelopes you. You really wanna move sometimes but you never would unless your boyfriend came with you. Your 5 foot 11, sandy beach blond with freckles and brown eyes, the archetype of someone living in California- Vinnie.

From where you live the crashing of the beach waves helps to lull you to sleep in the night and sounds of beachgoers is your alarm clock and as much as you love living here, the heat will always get to you- it's uncomfortable and suffocating. You're a person who likes the cold and your boyfriend is exactly the opposite- he's warm and sweet and kind of like a loyal dog.

So that's the reason why you're currently laying back down in the shortest skirt you could find and a tiny crop top with no bra, sucking on this popsicle like it's your last meal in the world.

You let your head dangle off the edge of the counter with your body fully on display for no one. You should be a lot more careful with your boyfriend's roommate walking the halls but he's seen me in more compromising positions. The sound of the neighborhood is bouncing off the walls of the kitchen and you can hear a soft pair of footsteps coming down from the house's gym.

And speak of the devil and he may appear- your boyfriend walks into the kitchen to grab some water and so you can shamelessly check him out. He's just wearing his sweatpants which rest dangerously low on his waist and he is slightly wet and a towel is thrown over his shoulder- which you presume is for wiping up but what catches your attention is the way his hands flex and how big they are compared to yours- It's like he could drown you in his hands and you would never complain.

But you compose yourself, "Hi babe how was the work out?" you say stretching yourself out more so he can see me even better

He looks startled, "Shit I didn't realize you were here" He says as he turns to look at me and the moment your eyes meet, you both know that you both want each other,

"Uh it went well, I like the outfit" He says taking a swig of his water

"Thanks" You say with the most innocent expression you can muster and you sit up to look at him doe-eyed "I like your fit as well" You chuckled referencing to how little he's wearing

"Ha ha very funny I work out in this, what is your excuse for looking like that?" He says with fake annoyance

"One, it's fucking boiling in Cali and two, what do you mean 'looking like that'" You say emphasising the 'that'

He groans, "You just, I dunno, look hot" He admits

"Well yeah it's like 90 degrees outside" You joke

"You fucking know I didn't mean that" He says walking closer to you and placing the water bottle away and placing both his hands on either sides of me- caging you in

You finish your popsicle and hook your hands around his neck playing with the wooden stick of the popsicle, "Hmm, I don't think I know what you mean?" You say faking your innocence

"Oh yeah you wanna play it like that? Fine we can do it like that" He states as he crashes your lips together, you both taste like sweat, ice, and cherry popsicle along with pent up aggression of not having even seen each other in days due to your contrasting schedule.

He lifts his hands to the hem of your shirt to take it of revealing your braless state, and looks at you in a state of awe, "God your such a fucking whore and you love to pretend your innocent," He says as he starts to kiss your chest and starts to trail down and before he reaches your skirt he flips you over so your stomach is pressed up against the counter, "It kinda pisses me off but mainly turns me on."

The chill of the counter makes you almost moan from how hot you are. He flips up your skirt and pulls your panties aside to lean up his cock with your clothed cunt and slams into you, gaining a completely pornographic moan that puts Satan to shame.

His hands take refuge on your waist as he sets an unrelenting pace tumbling you so close to your climax. One of his hands finds your clit as he circles and teases it making you almost cry of complete pleasure but he stops as the same hand finds your hair and pulls it back so our eyes connect.

Instead of finding a sort of ravaged animalistic look on Vinnie's face he looks at me in awe as if you look like the world's finest art and dips his head down to your spine and kisses upward and leaves marks all over your neck as he leans into your ears and whispers,

"I'm fucking obsessed with you y'know"

And the words of praise cause everything to come crashing down- as you cum he lets go of his grip on your hair and it's replaced with slight kisses on your back that trails down and he soothes you out of your orgasm.

With a few more thrusts he's following you and then he pulls out of me but his grip on you stays because you both know that if he lets go you might just collapse.

You stay there just for a bit, "Let's go before Jett finds us sweetheart." He says as he's picking you up and carries you bridal style to your shared bedroom and he draws you into a bath.