Wild Ride | Rhea Ripley | Possessive, Fluffy and Smutty

1 | Message Fucking Received

"Fuck, Lauren... You're so tight." Gunnar groaned in my ear as he thrusted quicker inside me.

To Gunnar, I was tight. But to me, Gunnar was just bad at foreplay. Actually, he just didn't do foreplay. It was a choice, he flat out told me. He doesn't like the taste of vagina... I basically rolled my eyes when he first told me. He doesn't eat pussy because it tastes weird.

I know...

Vaginas don't taste like strawberries and vanilla, and he doesn't understand why. Pretty sure my vagina tastes like a vagina, so I have no clue what Gunnar is on about.

I certainly didn't complain when I gave him head... Which was 100% worst tasting than my very clean and very healthy vagina.

Now I was stuck, thinking about vagina while Gunnar grinds into me with his dick.

I was biting onto the tight jacket on his shoulder, so close to telling him to leave my van because he didn't even attempt to please me in anyway. No kissing. Hardly any touches. I had to pull my own underwear off while he put the condom I basically forced him to wear on.

Yep, forced him.

"Shit! Lauren, you close for me?" Gunnar asked with a groan, gripping me by the thighs to turn me over on all fours. Like always.

"Yeah." I got out between my fake sounds. Really, I was questioning why I even texted him. He showed up an hour late anyway.

Oh my god!

I looked at my watch and saw it was 1:44pm.

"Gunnar!" I basically shouted, crawling away and standing up quickly.

Gunnar relaxed back onto my bed and put his hands out. "What the fuck, Lauren?"

I grabbed my underwear and started pulling the black lace up my legs. "I have to go! I'm going to be late!" My voice shook a little. I couldn't mess this up... And I nearly have with someone like Gunnar.

Don't get me wrong, Gunnar is- He's great. He's an awesome mate to have. Since we first slept together a few months ago now, I had regretted it ever since. I knew Gunnar wanted more than that, and I felt guilty for rejecting him. So I just had sex with him every now and then...

So kind of me, I know.

"Right now? Seriously, Loz?" He laid down and rubbed over his forehead in what I'm sure was annoyance.

I pulled the rest of my clothes on, nearly falling over in the small space as I put my socks on. "You can stay, Gunnar. I should be back later." I told him. "I've got some snacks in the cupboard here and-"

"I'm not staying in your motor home alone for a few hours." Gunnar grumbled in disgust and started to get off the bed.

I tied my boots up, watching him start dressing up himself. "Well, it's not really my fault." I started, anger prickling at my skin. "You were late." I reminded him.

"Yeah, because I couldn't find you in this dump of a camp you've settled in." He insulted.

And I hated that. "Get out, Gunnar. Seriously, you're being such a dick right now. Just go jack off somewhere." I grabbed my helmet, and jacket. Followed by my bag.

Gunnar was looking at me, now fully dressed. He grabbed his helmet too. "Go jack off?" He scoffed. "I'm gonna go find someone else, that's what I'm going to do." He said it like it would hurt me.

I shrugged. "Tell her hi, from your favourite lay." Then I smiled a little, then straightened it back out. "I have to go."

Gunnar scratched his chin in annoyance. "Whatever, Loz." He started out the door and I followed close behind him.