Finale {Corey Taylor fanfic}

four

Corey was lost in Charlie's gaze, her mischievous smile didn't help him to not get horny. And shivers went down his spine when Charlie slowly slid her hands on his throat. She knew what she was doing for sure. Her eyes never drifted away from his as Charlie bit her lower lip. He swore this woman was the devil in disguise.

Her fingers grazed softly his neck and Charlie could feel his skin shuddering under her touch. She slightly moved her hips against him. This time Corey bit his lip "fuck," he growled to Charlie's satisfaction.

Corey was totally mesmerised by Charlie who was clearly enjoying turning him on. "I wanna be all you think about" she whispered seductively into his ear, her lips brushing him. Goosebumps arose on his skin at her words. Damn she knew perfectly how to drive him crazy.

Charlie moved her lips to the skin of his neck and she planted small kisses, before adding "Maybe I can give you that private session I promised you.", she smiled, and Corey nodded heavily. "That'd be fucking nice." he grinned at Charlie.

Then Charlie stood up, and asked him to not move. She put some music on, as the first notes started Charlie was already swaying her hips. She slid her hands on her body, her gaze locked on Corey.

That woman was the sin herself. His hands on his thighs, Corey was speechless. How would he stay calm? This was pure torture, but a delightful one. Everything on her moves were lascivious, a total invitation to lust.

Charlie smiled widely and took off her clothes. After all they would be useless. She was only wearing her underwears much to Corey's satisfaction. Though it would be better without.

His hands clenched on his thighs when Charlie started playing with her bra she finally threw away in the room. He couldn't handle it anymore. It seemed Charlie knew it she leaned over him, her devilish smile on her lips.

Quickly her hands travelled down to his pants she unbuttoned, as she was doing Corey let out a sigh. Then he stand up and pulled Charlie against him, his hands on her ass. His gaze found hers as his grin curled his lips.

"You're way too dressed... I might do something about it." Charlie said, one of her hand sliding on his neck. Before she could add anything else, he took his tshirt off and tossed the rest aside. Eventually he pulled Charlie's panties away, and carried her to the bed.

Once she laid down Cory kissed eagerly her neck, his fingers trailed down her body making Charlie shiver everywhere he touched her. The moans he got from her made him grin. Charlie was already panting loudly, but when one of his finger stroke her sensitive spot, a groan escaped her lips.

Her back arched wildly, she grabbed the bed's sheet on her hands. He was about to torture her. She felt Corey smile against her, he moved his kisses lower and lower. He left no place unkissed. When he arrived on her stomach, he lift his head to look at her, Charlie was losing herself in pleasure.

Her body was trembling harder and harder as he slid a finger into her soaked core. Surprised, Charlie let out a scream of pleasure, shivers running his spine. "F-fuck," she growled. She wanted more, she needed more.

Her needy tone in her whimpers turned him on harder. He abode by her wishes and leaned down her thighs where he planted kisses. Charlie knew what he was going to do, when she felt him down here, she bit her lip. "Holy fuck," she gasped.

He lifted one of her thighs on his shoulder, his fingers still fucking her, his mouth started to suck on her. He wanted her to cum, and knew she was getting close when she pulled his hair and pulled him closer to her core.

Charlie's moans turned into sinful screams, making Corey moaning against her. Her heart was racing wild, she was getting so close. Her hands clutched on his hair, he speeded a little his pace. "Fuck Corey" she moaned breathlessly as she was cuming.