A girl named Y/N has come to Oxford. She has been sent away from her mother with her stepdad. Until she met someone to try and test her memory, She didn't know a plot would meet her and realized the forgotten burn in her past.
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Farleigh forces you to sleep with him, but the sleepover is hotter than you imagined.
Farleigh's hand moves to your warm back as he removes your T-shirt. He noticed you didn't have any bra on. He looked at you as you stood in front of him in the bed. "Is this planned?" he asked, smirking at you. "No.. It's not part of my plan. It's hot in my bedroom, which is why." You said with a grin, your voice almost whispering to him. "Ooh... is that why you are here?" He says, and you nod.
He presses his nose on your bare chest, inhaling down to the top of your cleavage. It tickles you enough to make you giggle. His ear is fluttering from your tone. He can smell your skin so well that he wants your scent all over him. You know you're driving him nuts when you feel cold to hot water in your breast. His saliva is twirling and twisting your tit. You tilt your head and sit your legs on his lap in the bed.
His hands wrap you in close to his embrace, massaging your buttocks with his large hands while he leans in and drinks his milk, causing your breasts to glow scarlet. It pains you, but you don't mind because he goes to your other boob. Torturing it with his skillful tongue. He hears your whimpers and moans. He thoroughly enjoys it.
Any moment he stops, Asking you to take off his pants and you obeyed him. You make your way to his lap, Fingers lingering to his pants as you pull it slowly. He watches you with a grin, looking at your ass sticking out of the view while you wiggle yourself to take off his pants, Slightly arching your back.
He leaned in and touched your hips after you finished taking care of his clothes. He said in a raspy tone, "Come here and give me a ride." His hands drag you into his lap. "With your underwear, Mr. Starter?" you teased, and he chuckled deeply and nodded. "Yes, I will teach you first how to ride me. First place yourself here in mine.. then Second make yourself comfortable in your seating then the Third is where you going to start and ride me. Be careful and slowly.." Telling you as you keep obeying by him.
"Like this, Mr. Starter?" You inquired, and he responded with a sigh. "Yes, like- Tha-Gghhmm" He muttered, a drop of sweat forming on his forehead as he watched you give a driving instruction. You lean in to kiss him deeply as you ride him deeper. You and Farleigh sighed, allowing you to inhale without breaking the kiss. Two lips get sloppy, with saliva all over their mouths. The eyes were closed while the bed made a sound. Farleigh's chilly palm begins to move into your breast, stroking it. You gasped as you realized that the tip down there was pointed straight at your hole. Farleigh groans, consuming you alive with his soft lips.
Needy and full of lust, the body heats up and desires more. He pulled out his and sank it into your insides. You gasp and break the kiss. You grab his hand, your other hand squeezing his skin. You glance downward, bulging into your lower abdomen. Looking up to meet his dark gaze, your lips are moist as you bend back to his lips and leave a small mark on his jaw. "Shiiit! Y/n move don't! Fuuuuuuu- Move fast please!" He whined, throwing his head back, and you did. Moving back and forth, as well as up and down, causes him to growl and moan. "Like thi-is? Agmp!" His long length poked you every time you moved.
Making you moan his name. His eyes were frozen, and his wood began to grow wild. "Farle-igh! AAh!" You were shocked as he began to pin you against the bed. He switched positions and was looming above you. Before he can take his good shot, he makes certain that he serves you as much as you deserve. He drills and slams his skin into you. Slamming it hard and bruising your waist with his firm hold. Your nails gripped the bedsheets, practically tearing them as he did to you. You feel your wall begin to rip. Your spine curled when you felt the weird sensation inside your stomach. He pulls it faster and jerks it into your face.
