Simon 'Ghost' Riley oneshots

Elevator

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SMUT

Ghost and I were on a mission to locate a specific target. I was unaware of the man's actions; all I understood was that our objective was to take him down.

However, there was one issue...

He excelled at evading capture...

Three days into the mission, we had yet to succeed.

Each time we received a lead and arrived on the scene...

THE FUCKER WAS GONE!

God I just wanted to tie him to a fucking chair and make him bleed to death very slowly while he begged to be let free.

Maybe I could tie Simon to chair...

After a day that seemed endlessly long and uneventful, Simon and I traveled back to our hotel in an SUV. Captain Price had reserved a five-star, top-tier hotel for us to stay in over the last few nights, and it was nothing short of amazing. The hotel offered room service and boasted a large pool with a hot tub. I wish I could have taken advantage of those things. Sadly, our time at the hotel was limited to showering, eating, and sleeping. However, I can't really complain; the beds were far superior to the ones we had on base.

As Simon drove us back to the hotel, I gazed out the window, the AC combating the evening's summer humidity. It was around 8pm, and the sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the city streets. We were in Seattle, Washington, where the Space Needle stood tall in the skyline. It was my first time seeing it, and despite being here on a mission, I was already planning to return for a personal exploration of the city.

As I admired the sunset, Simon's hand rested on my thigh, a protective gesture. His thumb caressed me gently while his glances assured me of his presence as we drove. Arriving at our hotel, a towering structure of perhaps 25 floors, Simon was quick to open the car door for me, offering his hand to assist me out. With the car door closed behind us, we entered the hotel, our hands clasped firmly, his grip possessive.

He opened the front door of the hotel for me, I walked in smiling at him, looking into his eyes...

I knew that look.

That was the look he would give me, it screamed "I'm going to fuck you so hard the neighbors know your name."

His gaze caused butterflies to fill my stomach, feeling that familiar warmth growing between my thighs. My pussy was already aching at that simple look. He took me to the elevator, pressing floor 23.

His hand gripped my thigh, slowly moving up to my clothed pussy, his fingers rubbing it through the clothes, making me let out a soft moan right as the elevator door closed.

Were there cameras in this elevator?

The thought left my head as soon as it came, his hands wrapping around my waist, hoisting me up to the handlebar in the elevator. Simon pulled down his jeans and boxers enough for his hard cock, which was already leaking precum, to fall out, if there were cameras in here, the person watching was about to have a good show.

Floor 4.

He did the same to my jeans before immediately thrusting his cock into my aching pussy, causing me to moan.

All it takes is for someone to hit the elevator button and it would pick them up...

He thrusted into my pussy at an inhuman pace, grunting as his thick tip hit my G-Spot over, and over, and over.

My arms wrapped around his neck while my legs wrapped around his waist as I attempted to kiss him while he fucked me at such a quick pace.

Floor 12

I could already feel my orgasm building in my lower belly as he fucked me hard and fast. his grip on my waist getting rougher as he bites my shoulder, grunting loudly. I let out a string of curses as his pace only increased, my pussy clamping around his cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from him.

Floor 15

I felt myself start to come as he thrusted into me through our orgasms, his hot seed filling me completely, a long string of curses falling from his quick breathing.

He pulls out of me causing a moan to escape my lips, he pulled my panties and jeans back up, along with his, our hair was all messy, so he made sure to fix it.

Floor 20

"Record timing, My Love." He whispers in my ear, smirking.

A light blush covered my cheeks as my knees wobbled from the intense sex we had in the middle of an elevator.

He chuckles, "I'm not done with you yet, Darling. That was just an appetizer."

The elevator dings as the door opened. He takes my hand and walks me to our hotel room, opening the door with the keycard.

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AN: Part two?

Only if you guys want one that bad.

If you want a part two add a comment to this line saying you would like a part two, and if I get enough people who want a part two, I will write one of what goes down in the hotel room ;)