Me and my op

Just smut (if you want an actual story I could write one)

I had genuinely thought he was ignoring me, that was until I sat on the couch.
As I sat there, I was deep in thought, agony really, fully raged in sexual frustration to be exact and I needed to get fucked. Once I started touching his hand, he pat to his lap explaining for me to sit, I did willingly. He then put his hand around my hips and starting massaging me, I enjoyed this. Him being as spontaneous as he is, grabbed my throat, in doing so, crashing our lips together and injecting his tongue down my throat. He started biting my lip and placing his hand in my hair, grabbing me, controlling me. I pulled away just to look at him, his eyes filled with desperation as he starting pulling at the hem of my pants. He trailed his hands up, cupping my tits and playing with them, getting moans out of me sent him into them too. He couldn't take it and told me to take off my pants, I did, as hastily as possible. Expecting his dick, he got on his knees instead, spreading my legs open and before really analyzing what was going on, he put his head between my thighs. He licked as well as told me to stay quiet, and he kept going and didn't stop, I tugged on his hair with my hands and that only resulted in him pinning my hands down and placing his arms completely over my already spread legs. I was wet, soaking wet, he told me that, "god your pussys so good, it's so fucking wet." That sent me over. My back arched and my head cocked, my legs shook at the brink of release. My moans got louder, although I tried to contain them, and he ate me out as vigorously as possible; biting, sucking, licking. He did it all. He never even had to use his fingers for me to finish. My legs shook, everything shook, sitting there in disbelief at the mess I made I looked at him, eyes wide in awe, I already knew what he was going to ask, "can I fuck you?" Yes, ofc the answer is yes, but I just nodded my head. This was enough for him to take off his pants and sit down, his cock was hard, rock hard, and I loved it. He pat his lap as he once did before, and I climbed on top of him. He lowered me down, making sure I took him slow, and once I was down, he started thrusting. I was weak, don't get me wrong, but god I needed him, I started digging my nails into his shoulders to be able to take his length, and once I did, he guided my hips with his hands, syncing me to his rhythm, allowing me to take control. I looked at him as I bounced on his dick, leaving him only saying
"Fuck... fuck yeah, just like that"
I couldn't contain my moans after that.
I had done something for him, and he fucking needed it.
"Maybe I should stop if it's that good." I said as boldly as possible.
He shut me the fuck up with his hand on my hair gripping it until I could only moan the word "fuck."
I sunk my head into his neck once he let go and began to bite, letting my moans escape into his ear. I can't take his moans so I grab the back of his neck so that I can kiss him before he can start. I can still taste myself on his tongue and between that and his pace accelerating, I really couldn't control myself.
I came on his dick, to his excitement to my surrender, he thrusted into me a few more times before pulling me off so that he could finish. I got down on my knees without hesitation and began finishing him off, only taking a few inches in my mouth due to my still shaking state. This was still enough for him to cum, letting me swallow every last bit without effort. I love the way he tastes. He took me by my chin and made me look up at him, only saying two words "good girl." My eyes were full of lust, fulfillment, and a hint of innocence, feeling nothing but bliss in that moment. He picked me up off my knees and put me back on the couch, laying me down and spreading my legs once more. He began licking again, just enough to clean me up, but not enough for me. I started moaning way too fast, he quickly told me to be quiet or he'd stop, complying with the threat, I stayed quiet, although my pussy was sensitive and wrecked, I wanted more. He licked my folds, cleaning me entirely. His tongue raced down my clit, cleaning my juices, sucking every last drop up, making me wet just with the thought of him making me cum again. He quickly found the most sensitive spot and wrecked it again, making me moan out and quickly become silent as to obey him, I didn't want him to stop. I tugged at his hair and he let me, knowing that I couldn't take much more, I decided to speak with the last bit of strength I had, "don't stop, please fuck don't stop." He moaned into me, making me arch harder. I began to shake on the brisk of my release, he then took his thumb and started rubbing, using his tongue to pull in and out of my clit. He stuck his other hand underneath my back, making me arch, and making his tongue go deeper, he then used his fingers, two at a time to pulse in and out of me, I finished 3 pumps in and again, he licked me clean. And again, he looked up at me and called me a good girl.

Fuck me.