[ SMUT (intermittent) WARNING! don't want it? don't read it
also, for those worried, I just woke up and it's 3 am and I threw up more and now am drinking a gatorade and sitting up for a while ]
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TAKING ME SO WELL.
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MARS KNEW BETTER. She knew better than to go to motel rooms with strangers from bars.
But that stranger had her splayed out on the bed, his tongue a brush that was painting a masterpiece between her thighs.
"Oh, god, Scott," she moaned, her head thrown back against the pillow as she grasped his hair desperately, her hips shifting up against his tongue that was swirling nonstop around her clit.
Scott just hummed against her as she pulled his hair, loving the feeling, and the vibrations had her whimpering.
It had started innocently enough. Well, that wasn't true.
His hand kept traveling up her thigh as she kept scooting closer until she was practically on top of his lap at the bar. And when he leaned in for a kiss, it wasn't long before his tongue was exploring every inch of her mouth, her putting up no resistance. How could she when he rolled his tongue so perfectly?
Next thing she knew, that damn piece of gum he'd been chewing all night was in her mouth.
And now that tongue was working against her clit at such a deliciously perfect pace, her brown eyes rolling back into her head. Her legs trembled and her toes curled when she came, choking on his name as he dutifully lapped up every ounce of her release like it was his last meal before placing sloppy kisses to the inside of her thighs.
"Holy shit," she breathed out as Scott crawled up her body. His large hands worked at the button of her skirt, because he hadn't even taken the time to undress her before eating her out fervently. "Since when to engineer nerds know how to do that?"
Scott's grin was breathtaking as he chuckled, looking down at her with darkened blue eyes while yanking the hard fabric down her hips.
"Call me a nerd again, and I won't show you what else we can do," he told her while cupping her cheek softly.
"Let me keep my mouth shut then," she said, smirking as she leaned into his touch.
"Hmm, I don't know about that either," he murmured, his thumb brushing her bottom lip for a moment before forcing them open, sliding his digit inside. He groaned as she swirled her tongue expertly around his thumb, a promise of what was to come.
