You released his cock from your mouth, placing both hands against your thighs as you stared at him through your lashes.
His eyes twitched downwards, glancing towards you with a sad expression: "Why'd you stop?"
"Connie.." Your fingertips touched his calf, trickling up his skin before tracing against his thigh: "I.. want you to touch me - so badly.. please, Connie. Fuck me." You whispered, resting your cheek on his inner thigh as his cheeks flushed to a deep shade of crimson, his focus now solely on you, "Please just-"
Before you could finish your sentence, Connie tossed the controller to the other side of his bed; his hands roughly grabbed hold of your waist, hoisting you up and pulling you against his lap.
His soft, gentle lips connected with yours as his hands trailed beneath the sweatshirt: his fingertips painted patterns on the skin of your back, trickling along the dents of your spine.
Connie's kiss was slow and passionate, giving your lips time to flow with his.
You could hear the screen announcing Connie's loss in the background as you felt yourself smile against his lips: "Looks like I win."
With his lips still kissing yours, you felt as he pulled your figure closer against his: his hands touching each inch of your body, desperate to feel your skin against his.
"How am I supposed to concentrate on anything else when you're looking at me like that?"
You squealed as Connie suddenly stood, his hands clasped beneath your thighs to hold you up: your legs now wrapped around his torso. He slammed your back against his bedroom wall with a thud, still holding your whole weight as if it were nothing as you felt his erection stroke you through your underwear. Throughout this, his lips never parted from yours once.
You whimpered slightly, feeling his lips move against your neck: "God.. hearing you beg me to fuck you.. how am I supposed to focus on my game?"
You groaned once more as his lips deepened into your skin, leaving marks on the sensitive skin of your neck; "You-.. You sure you won't mind Jean teasing you that you lost?"
"You're worth it." Connie hoarsely laughed, pecking your lips as his forehead pressed against yours: "Come on, baby.. beg me. I want to hear you begging for me."
"Please?"
Connie's lips grew rougher as you felt his hands squeeze your thighs, still holding you by your thighs with your back pinned against the wall: "You're gonna have to do better than that, princess.."
He gently bit your lip as you felt your pussy get wetter, your hips twitching against him - desperate to feel him inside of you.
"Connie-.." You whined as he stopped kissing you, staring straight into your eyes with an entranced expression, "Connie, fuck me.. please! I want.. to feel you inside of me."
His cheeks grew crimson-red, his fingers digging into your thighs as his breaths became hitched.
Whilst still keeping you perfectly steady, he pulled your underwear half-way down your thighs. His cold hands made you flinch as your skin erupted in goosebumps, yet you still found a lingering smile pursed on your lips.
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𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗧𝗦, connie springer 18+
Fanfiction" your boyfriend hasn't been f*cking you well enough, so maybe i should do it for him " after hooking up with a stranger at a party, you thought that would be the last time you'd see him; little did you know, fate had other plans in store for you...
