Feisty Stiles.

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God damn. Derek is going to be the death of me. Eventually, I got him out of his boxers. He reached in his drawer, pulling out some lube, before rubbing it along my entrance. I moaned as he slid one finger into me. With each thrust of his hand, he hit my prostate, I was sure I would cum then, but he took his finger out. 

"Ah. Not yet." He whispered. Putting two fingers inside of me. I moaned in pleasure as his fingers stretched me out. I could feel every knuckle he shoved in me. As if that wasn't enough pleasure for me, one of his hands snaked around and began stroking me. I couldn't stand it anymore. 

"Please Derek." He grinned. 

"What do you you want?" I whined. 

"You." I said. 

"What"

"I want you to fuck me. Shit. Ahhh. Fuck." I screamed as he jerked his fingers harder. 

"Ok." He reached for a condom. I was ready. He pulled me back a little, positioning him and myself just right. He lubed up a bit more before slowly pushing his length inside me. I moaned a bit. It hurt at first, but soon turned to pleasure. 

"Damnit. Ah god, mmm" I shoved my face into a pillow. I couldn't help pushing myself back onto him, attempting to have him go deeper. He got into a faster pace, slamming into me. I was so close. I could feel it. 

"Ah. Derek. Im gunna. mmmm." I moaned. He pulled out. "What?! What the hell do you think you're doing? Ah ah. No. Shove that God Damn Cock back in my ass and fuck the shit out of me until we are both shaking and I can't walk!" He looked up with wide eyes. My eyes grew wider too. I have never spoken like that. 

"Feisty. I like it." He did as told and shoved back into me. I had to admit. This felt so good. He pulled away, flipping me over and putting my legs over his shoulder before ramming into me again. 

"I wanted to see your face." He said. I nodded. I was so close again. I screamed out in pleasure as I came, shooting all over my stomach. Derek didn't take long after that. He let out a grunt before collapsing beside me. He removed the condom, throwing it away. He was about to get dressed, but I stopped him. I dropped to my knees in front of him. His eyes grew wide as he realized what was about to happen. I grabbed him in my hands, stroking around, teasing him. He growled at me. I looked up through my eyelashes and made eye contact as I took him into my mouth. All of him. His eyes widened again and his hands found their way to my hair. I bobbed my head back and forth. Taking all of him each time. To say that he was big was an understatement. He was  huge. I kept that rhythm. He pushed my head in one more time, before cumming in my mouth. I looked up, showing him that it was in my mouth, before swallowing. 

"God damnit." He groaned. I nodded, standing up and getting dressed. I was so glad I skipped school. 

"You're a feisty one." He whispered in my ear. 

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