NHL Smut/fanfiction

Conner Bedard (smut)

As mentioned before, the bull wasn't the only thing you'd be riding tonight...

Its 12:30, and your watching a movie in your room when you hear a knock on your window. Your a little spooked, yet hopeful. You cautiously open your curtains. Conner is standing outside your window, wearing sweat pants and a tee-shirt. His hair was messy, but none the less he looked hot as fuck. You open your window. Before you can ask any questions he kisses your open mouth fast and passionately. 

"I'm sorry y/n... I'm not sure why I did that" He stammers, moving away from your face, "I just can't stop thinking about you" You smile at him and touch his face. 

"Come in.... it's hot out." you say (little did you both know it was gonna get hotter in the bedroom). You move out of the way so he can get through. His arm brushes your chest when he's climbing in. You notice and think about it a lil too much. You shut the window and close t he curtains behind him, and when you turn around his hand is wrapped around your wrist, pulling you into him. He begins kissing you again, soft at first, but then rough and desperately. He stops again, pulling away from your face. "Conner..." you start but he cuts you off.

"is this okay...?" he asks, searching your face. You smile at him and put your hand on his chest.

"This is perfect...." You say, "Don't worry so much." Relief washes through him and he looks at you. He takes the sight of you in, your hair your clothes, everything. You suddenly become self conscious of the fact that your wearing pj shorts and a t-shirt with no bra. You shudder and try to cover your breasts, but conner takes both of your hands and begins kissing you again. You melt into him and a hand moves from his chest to the back of his neck. Your hand travels to his hair, touching it. He kisses you more deeply. Your body is begging for him. You let out a whimper and you feel him smirk against your lips. "Whats so amusing?" you smile pulling away. his face was still close.

"The fact you want me so bad...." He whispers, "almost as bad as I want you." You begin kissing him this time, leading him over to your bed. You sit down and pull him after you. You only break the kiss to remove his shirt. Once its off you go back to kissing him, you feel his bare chest and abs. He feels soft as silk, but hard as iron. He reaches for the hem of your shirt and helps you pull it off. You wiggle out of your shorts and panties. He doesn't look until he's taken his pants off, then he stares, fully in awe. His hand trails up your thigh to your waist. You blush under his gaze and look away. He grabs your jaw lightly, "Don't be ashamed," He breathes, "Your beautiful." You smile and your fingers trail to his jaw. He begins kissing you again, and your already dripping wet. He positions himself on top of you. He pulls away one last time, "Are you sure?" he asks, not wanting to seem forceful.

"Yes Conner, I'm 110 percent sure I want this" You say with a smile, he looks at your lips and begins kissing you again. He slips inside you and you can't help but gasp. He continues kissing you, and you moan. He's going a steady pace, not too fast. Your kissing him passionately, eager now for what he's giving you and all that he is. He pushes harder, going slightly faster. You moan, only turning him on more.  Your melting into him your fingers are wrapped in his hair. He stops kissing you so he can look at your face. He hits the right spot again and you moan. He continues going at that pace, knowing what its doing to you. You begin whimpering and moaning more and more, and he can't help but smirk. You see him, obviously showing no sign of fatigue. You push him off of you, and he confused.

"I'm sorry, I thought you-" He starts but you cut him off.

"Shut up" You state, mounting him. Your arms are rested on his shoulders.he looks up at you, relieved that your not upset. You kiss him while grinding. His hands travel to your hips, helping you push harder into him. He gazes at your face, in an endearing way, not a gross way. You continue grinding, and after a few minutes he's gripping your hips. You look at him, his eyes his jaw his mouth. He's beautiful, you think. 

"Oh fuck" He whispers. You smirk at him, wanting to see his face when he finishes, "Fuck y/n I'm close" he looks up to the ceiling. You put a hand in his hair and grind even harder. He bites his lip. You kiss him and keep going. He lets out a whimper, and you know he finished. You roll off of him and lay down, looking up at him.

"Your so cute" You tease him. His gaze meets your eyes and he smirks,

"I knew you could ride more than a bull"

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i am speechless.

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