30. "ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴀ ᴄᴀʟʟ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ."

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a/n: ask and you shall receive! here's some smut for my lovely readers. i know it's short, but i tried so hard and the writer's block was really getting to me. i am so sorry that it took me literally five years to write this and it's still crappy. i am literally so bad at writing smut, i hate it. 🫶🏻

"You're so fucking perfect," I whispered, looking down at her. She smiled as she brought her hands to my shoulders, using them to turn me around until the back of my legs were against the bed.

"Lay down," She said quietly, lowering her hands to give me a soft push. I pulled my arms back to catch myself as I landed on the mattress. I could feel my chest rise and fall rapidly as I stared up at her.

She motioned her head toward the top of the bed, telling me without words where she wanted me to be. Without breaking eye contact with her I made my way up to the top of the bed, leaning my head against the headboard.

My eyes followed her every movement as she placed her knees on the bed, making her way up toward me. I could feel my breathing pick up as I watched her body get closer to mine.

She swung her right leg around to the other side of me before resting her weight on my hips. I reached my hands towards her, gently running my hands over the tops of her thighs, enjoying the feeling of her soft skin.

I stopped at her hips, squeezing gently before pulling her toward me. She smiled down at me as she placed her hands on top of mine, pushing them firmly against her. "You look so pretty like this," I whispered. "You look pretty always."

Her smile grew and I could see her cheeks turn pink. "I would never get tired of hearing you call me pretty," She said quietly and I smiled. "And I would never get tired of seeing you blush when I do so."

Her smile grew just before her eyes darted away from mine. "Look at me," I said quietly and her eyes slowly found mine again. I hooked my fingers underneath the thin material between us. "Hope these aren't one of your favorites."

She tilted her head slightly and hummed. I brought my hands together and tore the fabric. "Tom, what the fuck?" She whisper-shouted, looking down at my hands. "Oops," I said with a smile as I ripped the other side.

"And what if they were?" She asked with a small smile on her face. "Then I guess I owe you a trip to the mall," I said quietly, discarding the torn material off the side of the bed. "Oh, I think you owe me a lot more than that."

"Oh, yeah?" I asked, running my hands up her thighs. I found myself smiling slightly as I enjoyed the view of her straddling me. "I'll give you whatever you want," I said, resting my hands on her hips again.

"Whatever I want, you say? Are you sure about that?" She asked with a small smirk playing on her lips as she looked down at me. "Whatever you want. Promise," I assured her, and I could see her smile grow.

"I have a few things in mind," She said, her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth. "I'm all ears," I told her. "That's nice but," She leaned down, bringing her lips inches away from my ear. "You'll have to be all mouth for this."

The feeling of her breath on my skin sent shivers throughout my body. "Anything you want," I whispered, my voice slightly shaky. She placed a single kiss next to my ear before sitting up again, moving her knees up toward my head at a slow, antagonizing pace.

I bit my lip as I watched her hips rest just above my chest. I let a small, needy groan escape to which she smiled proudly. I looked up at her with parted lips, waiting patiently for her to move. I grew more impatient by the second.

My hands reached up for her hips to guide her down to where I wanted her. I could feel her resist slightly until she gave in. With my hands on her hips, I moved her down a little further so that she was hovering just above my face.

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