Ariana Grande, the pop queen of our generation, had just finished filming the highly anticipated "Wicked" and released her latest hit song, "The Boy Is Mine." In need of a brief break, she decided to spend a weekend with her best friend, Courtney Ch...
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Y/n's POV
If you had told me four months ago that I'd be dreaming of Ariana Grande, and then two months later I'd meet her, sell her a jet, and become friends, I would have laughed. If you had said that I'd end up sleeping with Ariana Grande, getting her pregnant, and confessing our love for each other, I would have said you're fucking crazy and off your rocker. But here I am, carrying Ariana in my arms again to my room, her arms wrapped around my shoulders as she kisses me back.
We enter my room, and I shut the door and lock it. I walk over to the bed and gently set her down. The look she gives me is already making me harder than I already was. Ari stands up and walks over to me. "Arms up," she tells me as she reaches for my shirt and starts to undress me. When she removes my shirt and throws it on the floor, her eyes find their way back to my body, lingering on my abs.
I reach for her shirt and remove it, tossing it where my shirt is. I then reach down and start to unbutton the loose jeans she's wearing, kneeling down as I slide them down from her waist. Ari steps out of her jeans, and I throw them over with the rest of our clothes. My hands trace her thighs and inner thighs as I softly kiss them, making my way to her core. She's wearing white lace panties that match her lace bra. Ariana is truly beautiful and sexy.
As I kiss my way closer to her pussy, her hands run through my hair. "Y/n," she whimpers, her voice breathy and filled with desire.
I hook my fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly slide them down, my lips never leaving her skin. She gasps softly as I finally reach her core, the heat of her arousal intoxicating. I take a moment to admire her, she's freshly shaven except for a little trail of hair that looks so sexy on her. At this point I'm drooling while I admire her beautiful pussy.
I press a kiss just above her clit, and she shudders, her grip on my hair tightening. "Please," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
I look up at her, our eyes locking. "I love you," I say, my voice filled with all the emotion I feel.
"I love you too," she replies, her eyes shining with passion and love.
With that, I lower my mouth to her, my tongue finding her clit as I begin to lick and suck gently. Her moans fill the room, and I can feel her body responding to my touch. I want to make this perfect for her, to show her just how much she means to me.
Her hips begin to move, seeking more friction, and I increase the pressure, my tongue moving faster. Her moans grow louder as she thrusts against my tongue faster, and I can tell she's close. I slide a finger inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me as I continue to pleasure her, making her moan louder.
"Y/n, I'm going to cum," she cries out, her body trembling.
"Cum for me, baby," I murmur against her, my voice vibrating against her sensitive clit.
