Running In Circles || Nicholas Ruffilo

eleven

Cassidy

(A fun little addition, recommended listening for this chapter: Sugar by Sleep Token, Give by Sleep Token, and then bad decisions by Bad Omens. Have fun and drink your holy water after this one. This is literally just smut.) 

We open the door louder than intended, far too eager to get back inside. He spins around and pins me against the wall, kissing me with more eagerness than before and locking the door behind me. He's right, I feel safer with him than with the others. The others were adrenaline pumping through my veins, but this holds longing and understanding. He breaks away to kiss along my neck, my throat, my collarbones, biting lightly occasionally. Like he's marking me.

He picks me up and I wrap my legs around him instinctually, like I couldn't possibly be any closer to him, and he carries us to the bedroom that I had only been in once. He keeps kissing my neck, making my pussy absolutely throb at the sensation, but also the confidence of knowing exactly where we're going. He dips us down onto the bed, his lips connecting with mine as he hovers over me, his hands now roaming all over my torso.

"Let me know if you want to stop at any time," he says as he breaks away to lift my shirt, shimmying it off of my body and clearly taking in the tattoos that were hiding under it. 

"We won't be stopping unless you want to," I breathe out, the sensation of his hands on my bare skin making my back arch already in longing. He breathes out shakily as he figures out how to take off my bra, hissing to himself at the sight of my bare torso. I may be insecure about a lot of things, but my body is not one of them. He eagerly grabs at my now freed breasts, clearly loving the view. I reach out to mess with his shirt, wishing that I could be the one to take it off as he tugs it off quickly, exposing his shockingly bare chest. I figured he'd have a few tattoos there, but the thought left me as he dipped down to take a nipple in his mouth, making any and all thoughts wipe from my brain at the sensation. His hands roamed behind my back, like he needed to pull me closer, closer, closer. 

He pulls away to bite down on the side of my breast, sucking and licking to leave a hickey. To leave his mark. He idly leaves scratches on my back, like he's clawing me with desire. The attention and affection make me bow off the bed, and when he pulls away, there's a deep red spot already there. It's going to last for a while. 

I push him back gently, needing to give him something, anything. He knits his eyebrows together with confusion, but stands up straight. I climb off of the bed and pull down his pants, his cock springing free. My mouth watered at the sight of it, the generous size being more than I've taken before. I grip him, rolling my hand up and down his rock hard shaft. His eyes roll back before his head does, his body rigid with the sensation. While he can't see me, I work my hands down to the base of his cock, taking the rest of it into my mouth, making him moan out involuntarily and grab the back of my head. I keep taking more and more of him in my mouth, allowing myself to hit my gag reflex, but never getting all of him in there; he's just too big. I find myself rubbing my thighs together, praying for the seam of my jeans to offer some pressure to my throbbing clit.

"Fuck, Cass, you're going to make me cum already if you keep going," he says shakily. 

I swap to just stroking him again. "Could you get hard again if I did?" I challenge.

"Y-yeah," he stammers out. I put him back in my mouth, going way more intense than I did last time, allowing him to thrust into my mouth, opening my throat as much as I could for him. "Fuck," he moans out as I feel his cum coat my throat. He pulls out of me and I swallow the rest of him, and he cups my cheek to pull me up to my feet. "You did such a good job," he praises as he kisses me, just as passionate and hungry as before. He unhooks my jeans and slides them and my underwear down before laying me back down on the bed. He finally kicks off his shoes and gets his pants the rest of the way off before going eye level with my pussy. He runs his fingers over my clit, making me whine at the sensation. "So wet for me already," he breathes out, making me whine again as he sticks one, two fingers in.