Antwoord - Joost Klein

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Authors note: Once again and for the last time: smut warning

"So, whose girl, are you?" He whispered while having me pinned to the wall.

"I don't know, show me" I said to get a reaction out of him. And it sure worked.

His hand went from my hips all the way up to my neck where he placed it. His fingers wrapping around my neck while tilting my head up with his index finger. He wasn't applying any pressure, yet, but just enough to give him better access to attack my neck with kisses.

His tongue and lips started by my ear as he left wet open mouth kisses as the way down it. The tank top I was wearing quickly got pushed down both shoulders giving him full access to my breasts as I wasn't wearing a bra.

"Fucking hell..." He gave into his own submissive side for a quick second as he saw the sight of me not wearing anything under my top. His eyes fixated on my breasts as the hand that wasn't wrapped around my neck made its touch harden my nipple.

Joost's fingers on my neck then pushed my head to look down at him as he took my breasts into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. The sight of him pleasuring my tits was already enough for me to come undone.

But then he lightly bit me causing a moan to leave my mouth which only encouraged Joost. He started leaving small bites all over my chest, purposely sucking a little harder to make sure it would leave marks. He would mark me as his.

As his mouth was doing what God created men for, his hand went down my exposed stomach until it reached the bottom of my skirt. His hand crept up my inner thigh leaving me trembling with every inch he came closer to my heat that was already soaking.

As he found it, he pulled away to make me look him in the eyes. "No panties either? Were you so desperate for me to fuck you?" He questioned. "Or was it Zachi you had been thinking about all along.

Before I could answer his fingers came in contact with my wet slit that made me not think about anything else than him. He was every thought of my brain with every little move he made.

"Come on, tell me that you didn't wear panties for his sake" He harshly whispered into my ear.

"I-I-I...." I stuttered because every time I would let out a word, he would circle my hole but never put his fingers in leaving me in complete frustration.

"Fine, then let me remind you why you don't wear panties for my sake" he said before turning me around and bending me over the vanity.

I watched him through the mirror as he let the skirt I was wearing go up around my stomach as he spread my legs wide for his own gaze. The cold air hit my wet pussy as he sank between my legs from the back.

"Such a pretty pussy" He complimented before he pressed a soft kiss to it. "So, fucking pretty and soaking wet at the thought of me filling you up with my cock"

"Who said I thought about you filling me up?" I snickered a remark, not meaning anything behind it but I was loving the way he was speaking so filthy to me. The alcohol in my system definitely added to that thought of being marked but only in a good way.

"I'll be all you'll be thinking off when you scream my name, begging to cum" Joost confidently spoke.

"I would nev-" I started but gave in as he suddenly stuck his tongue into my hole making me grip the vanity for support to not fall instantly.

He swiped his tongue through my folds creating even more wetness than there already was. His fingers went to my clit, circling it very slowly to pain me even more. The tongue going in and out of me with so much skill that I was pinching my eyes shut to not cum. I wanted this moment to last.