Beginnings

Wicked Mouths

~18+ Warnings: oral sex, rough handling, crude language. ~

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"Get ready," I said impatiently.

I will, you finish first," he said not looking at me, his focus on the video game he was playing.

"Urgh I'm ready," I whined.

"No, you aren't," he said.

"You didn't even look at me!"

"I don't need to, to know that you aren't,"

"I just have to tie my hair and apply lipstick, nothing else,"

"Finish that, then I'll get ready,"

"You still have to wear your T-shirt and comb your hair. We will take the same amount of time to finish! just get ready! God, you are an ass," I say and lightly shove his bare shoulder as I pass by him.

"Touch me again," he grits out, his focus still on the game. A thrill goes through me at his threat. I must be insane to get off on pissing him off, but I won't lie when I say, I live for it.

I smirk. I walk up behind his chair, grabbing a fist full of brown hair that brushes his shoulders. I yank it back. His headphones slip from his head landing on his lap. I bend placing my lips right next to his ear,

"Or what?" I say lust coursing through my veins, making my voice all the more breathy and needy.

"Is my little slut horny?" he asks with a grin. "If you wanted a fight to get sex you could have just asked,"

Pushing his head forward, I scoff, "As if, just get ready,"

But before I can get any further he grabs my hand and pulls me. My back crashes into his chest. His hand skates along the exposed column of my throat. Gripping me tight just enough to make my head swim he says. "I don't think we will attend the event at all, in fact, all the progress you made with your clothes will be stripped away one by one if you continue acting like a brat," he whispers in my ear, raising goosebumps along my arms.

Wanting, no, needing to provoke him more I say "Fuck you,"

In a flash, I'm picked up and in long strides he reaches the bed, dumping me there roughly. With an off I land. Huffing the hair out of my face I say with disdain "We don't have time for your games. Get ready in 5 or I'm leaving without you,"

"Take another step and we will never reach there," he threatens standing in front of me with his arms crossed. Looking divine, in simple black, plaid pants and his bare chest on display, I swallow thickly as need fills me.

"Why are u doing this?!"

"Because I hate being told what to do,"

"Then get over yourself you don't get to give orders to everyone,"

"Not everyone, only you, you'll learn,"

I push myself up and stand. Before I can take a step, again he grabs my wrist and pushes me against the wall pressing his front to my back.

I chuckle, "You are the little slut," I say and to emphasise my point I rub my ass on his hard-on.

"What did you call me?"

Another roll of my hips and I answer, "Little slut."

He growls, but before he can say or do anything, I shift my leg behind his and bend my knee, forcing his to buckle. Using my momentum, I quickly turn and he topples to the floor. His arms come out to catch himself, taking most of the impact so his back doesn't. Before he can react, I straddle him, my knee-length skirt flaring around him. I sit on his chest, feeling his heart beating loudly against my inner thigh.

His nostrils flare on an inhale and he groans as I sit, my mouth drops open at the contact of his chest with my bare pussy.

"You were planning to go to that party without panties?" He questions raising a brow.

I smirk and start to get up. But before I can he grabs my waist and raises me as he slides down. His mouth is right at my pussy. His lips touch mine and a moan escapes me as he swirls his tongue through my folds. I grab his hair needing something to hold as pleasure flows to the tips of my toes and fingers, everything tingling.

"Fuck that feels so good," I breathe.

He laps at me pushing his tongue in and me down on his mouth while I try to battle the pressure by supporting my weight on my bent knees scared to suffocate him.

He hits a spot and I jerk trying to get away, get closer, but it's too much. He sucks my clit and my head falls back.

"That's it, baby, show me how easy it is for me to make you come, show me how well your body responds to me," With that he sucks, licks and makes love to my pussy with his mouth. I buck, jerk and moan but I can't get enough and yet it's too much. I grind myself on his face, my breaths coming out rapidly as my scent fills the air.

A scream leaves my lips as the wave finally crashes and pleasure floods me. He laps up my juices and I throb on his tongue.

He pushes me forward and stands up, leaving me panting on the floor. "Get ready in five or I'm leaving without you," he says as he leaves me with my cum dripping on the floor. My face heats up, oh, he is so dead tonight. He forgets my mouth can do much worse.