Fool's Gold

Chapter 8

RPF

Characters: Armie Hammer, Reader

Warnings: Office Flirting, Smut, Age Gap, Mention of Underage Drinking

Word Count: 3,777

Armie opens his eyes and sees Y/N in front of him. She is laying on her stomach, nestled into his side, her face buried into his chest. He smiles and lays quiet just watching her sleep. He reaches a hand, moving her hair from her shoulder, his fingers caressing the skin on her back. He sees her eyes moving beneath her lids in a dream. He smiles and presses a kiss to her cheek before gently pulling his arm out from under her. She squirms a little and he kisses her shoulder, pulling the blanket back over waist.

Armie goes out to the little kitchen and starts to set the coffee maker. He was quiet as he went about the kitchen, ignoring the notifications from his phone with a grin. All that was on his mind was the thought of her skin on his. Her lips, desperate to taste him. The way she couldn't get enough of him last night.

He feels arms wrap around his middle from behind as he pours coffee into the mug, followed by lips on his bare back. "Good morning, pretty girl." He tells her, rubbing his hands over her arms. "How'd you sleep?" He places the coffee pot down and turns to face her.

"Like the dead." She tells him, wrapping her hands around his neck.

"How are you feeling?" He looks her over and grins at her in his white button down. "Still hurting?"

"Sore as a motherfucker." She grins into a kiss, reaching his mouth on her tiptoes.

"I bet!" He smirked. She grabbed his hand and started pulling him with her as she walked backwards. "Where are we going?" He asked as she pushed him down on the couch and climbed onto his lap. His hand went to her ass and paused, looking up at her with a raised brow. "No panties?"

"Don't need them." She tugged the waistband of his boxers. He lifted his hips, letting her pull them down, releasing his already evident erection.

She lifts herself over his cock and never looks away from Armie's eyes. She sinks down and he can feel her tense up. "Easy baby." He wraps his arms around her, holding her still. "Go slow. You're still gonna feel it." He helps ease her onto him fully and he feels her take a breath and relax. "Move when you're ready." He took her face into his hands. "You're so beautiful." He pulls her into a kiss. She rocks her hips and Armie lets out a moan into her mouth. "Fuck," He shutters out.

As she moves on him, he unbuttons his shirt on her, pushing it down her shoulders. "Don't stop." He tells her as he pulls her closer, kissing her neck and shoulders. Her moves become quicker, harder his grip on her body becomes firmer. As she bounces and grinds down on him, he presses his forehead to hers, his hand on the back of her neck. It doesn't take him long till he is shooting his seed into her, her hands pulling at his skin as she moans in ecstasy.

"Damn baby," He breathes out. "You're gonna be my new favorite vice." He smiles into another kiss. She leans forward kissing down his shoulders, his chest and back up again. "I've not cum that quick since I was in high school."

She laughed and looked at him. "Do I make you feel like a kid again?"

"You make me feel like I am on cloud nine all the fucking time." He kisses her lips.

He pulls her against his body, sliding his tongue over hers, working her mouth open for him. He kisses down her neck and she feels him inside of her still. "Are you still hard?" Her breath was shaky from her orgasm she'd just had, still not having calmed from it.

He slides from the couch laying her on the floor, never pulling out of her. He started thrusting inside of her slowly. She was still sensitive from before and she gasped her brow knitted together in uncomfortableness. Armie slowed a little more watching the change in her expression, pleasure soon taking over. "Look at me." He told her. Her eyes fluttered open and those deep blues were staring down at her. "You're so perfect." He whispers before burying his face into the crook of her neck. He holds her close, his knees digging into the carpet of the cabin. His hands gripped her skin, touching every part of her.