~ mick jagger imagines ~

~ cold night pt. 3 ~

{Heavy smut warning}
I roll Mick over on his back and sit on his lap with my hands caressing over his chest. I lean down to kiss him firmly, feeling the softness of his lips bounce upon mine. I look down at his face, stroking his cheek with my thumb which makes him softly smile.
"God, you're gorgeous," I softly say to him.
He grabs my hand that's rested on his cheek and kisses my fingertips. He brings my hand to his chest and rubs my palm gently. His adorable smile only grows wider the longer we look into each other's gazes.
Thunder continues to roll outside as rain pitter patters against the window, fogging up the glass and mystifying the night. Purple lightning illuminates Mick's face for brief moments, revealing the beauty of his shining eyes.
I lean down to kiss him once again, running my fingers through his hair and down his neck.
I sit up and shift my body back slightly so I can undo his belt. I unclasp his belt buckle as quickly as I possibly can, my fingers nervously shaking. Mick reaches for my arm and gently strokes my skin up and down, gazing into my eyes with bliss. I can sense that he wants to ease my nerves and reassure me of my security. I finally pull his pants off, leaving him in his plaid boxers.
I laugh. "These are cute," I teasingly say, mocking his comment on my panties from earlier.
He laughs with me, grasping my wrist as he smiles.
He lets go of my wrist, allowing me to stroke through his hair with both hands once again as I lean forward to kiss his forehead. I kiss his forehead thrice, then his nose twice, then his lips for one really long, intense moment. I suck on his bottom lip as we break the kiss. I lick both of his lips slowly, moving my left hand down to his stomach as my right hand continues to rustle through his hair. I move down to his neck, pushing his head back with my right hand and tug gently on his hair. He gasps with pleasure as his eyes roll to the back of his head. I kiss all over his neck and suck gently on his skin. I lick from his collarbone up to his chin, causing him to shake a little and pant. I kiss his lips hard once again, slipping my tongue in this time. Our tongues melt together as we slowly make out. I gently bite his bottom lip as I break the kiss and reposition myself to sit up on his lap. Sitting up on his lap, I slowly grind my pussy above his boxers, feeling his dick in his underwear up against my bare clit. I grab both of his hands and place them on each of my tits. He messages my breasts with his soft fingers as his head rolls back with pleasure.
He takes the thumb of his right hand and messages along the line of my collarbone softly, then feels his thumb down my stomach, and then to my clit. He rubs his thumb on my clit in a circular motion. It feels so good that I let out a gentle moan.
"Fuck," I softly whisper.
He moves his right hand from my clit back to my tits as I lean down to kiss his chest. As I kiss his chest, I gently suck on his soft skin, applying gentle pressure with my lips. I kiss down to his stomach and then to his hipbones. He moves his hands to brush through my hair which feels so good. I could swear his hands are magic. Every touch he places upon me feels absolutely euphoric.
"Are you ready, baby?," I ask, my head between his knees. I move my hands to his stomach, gently rubbing over his ribcage and messaging his chest.
"Yes, baby," he strokes his fingers through my hair. "I want you."
I smile at him eagerly. I grab the waistband of his boxers and pull them off his body. I look down at his cock, immediately leaning down to kiss it. His eyes roll back and he repositions my hair to be out of the way of my face.
I grab his cock and slowly stroke it with both of my hands. I spit on it to make sure it's well lubricated and continue to steadily stroke it while looking into his eyes. I go down to gently lick the tip, moving my tongue slowly in a circular motion. I kiss along the side of his shaft, gently sucking his warm skin. When I reach the bottom of his dick, I lick it all the way up and proceed to put his cock in my mouth. At first, I gently suck at the tip, bobbing my head slowly up and down while using both of my hands to stroke the rest of his cock.
I look up to see him looking at me with his mouth slightly ajar as his breathing turns heavy.
"Fuck, y/n. That feels so fucking good," he stammers under his breath. He can't stop gasping and moaning quietly as I begin to slowly suck harder on his tip.
I feel his cock growing harder in my mouth as I start to take more of his length. I start to suck harder, quickly bobbing my head upon and down, stroking his cock rhythmically with my sucking pattern.
He grabs onto my hair, gently pressing his nails into my scalp as I suck on his growing dick.
"Oh, holy fuck," he mumbles with pleasure. I begin to press my head all the way down, taking all of his cock down my throat. I begin to choke a little as I keep my head down for as long as possible. Every time I come up for air, I kiss along the outside of his cock aggressively, sucking on his soft skin. I look into his eyes as I begin to quickly and firmly suck on his hard cock, using my tongue to stimulate him.
He begins to hold my head down for long increments at a time, pressing me into his body as I hold every inch of his hard dick in my mouth. I tap on his thigh gently when I need to come up for breath. He doesn't always immediately let me come up but that doesn't bother me. I really don't mind gagging on him to be honest.
"Fuck, I'm so close," he says with pleasure. "You're gonna make me cum, babe."
My pace gets faster and faster as I suck and stroke with more agility. I know I'm almost done when his breath starts to become extremely fast and heavy.
My pace reaches its maximum as I bob my head all the way up and all the way down his cock as fast as I can. This causes his legs to rapidly shake and he grips my hair really hard.
He pushes my head down one last time as he cums down my throat. The warmth of his cum makes me gag as the sensation of the fluid drips down my esophagus. My eyes begin to tear up as my head remains pressed into his inches. I lift my head up at the last second, causing a little bit of cum to spill on the tip of his cock.
I smile at him, cum dripping from my mouth. I go back in to suck up all the excess present on his still hard cock. He slightly whimpers as I continue to stroke and suck on his cum-covered cock.
"Fuck," he says with a slight chuckle, his breathing growing deeper.
I lick all the way up the side of his cock one last time and kiss the tip. I stick out my tongue to show him I slurped up everything.
He messages my scalp with his fingernails.
"Fuck," he chuckles again. "That was... the best orgasm I've ever had."
I roll my eyes with disbelief as I giggle a little. "Oh, shut up, Mick. I bet you say that to every girl you see."
I move my hips to sit back up on his lap again.
"No, really. It's the truth," Mick says with a smile. "I mean, that's not the first time I've said that, sure. But that's the first time it's been the truth."
I look down at him with a smile.
"Well, if it's the truth, then are you ready for another one?," I ask him, reaching down to stroke his cock gently with my left hand.
He looks around mischievously.
"Fuck, sure. Why not, right?," Mick grins devilishly.
I lift my hips up and stick Mick's dick inside my pussy, opening my mouth with pleasure as it slips inside.
"Oh, my fucking God, Mick," I moan aloud. "You feel so fucking good." I start to ride him, bouncing my hips up and down on his hard cock. I lean over, putting my hands on either side of him as I ride him as fast as I can.
The thunderstorm outside seems to intensify with our sex, the lightning flashing in synch with each time I bounce over him. I feel our skin stick together as we sweat in the heat of the moment. My pussy begins to drip with wetness over his hard cock. He caresses his hands along my hipbones and then embraces my whole body by wrapping his arms across my back. My speed begins to intensify as I passionately kiss him harder than ever before. We make out at a fast and aggressive pace, our bodies becoming one with each other. Our flesh is hot and toasty at the touch, the warmth of our bodies intermingling with each other as we stroke each other's soft skin slowly.
I break away from our kisses so I can totally sit up, continuing to swiftly ride him. He holds on to my hipbones firmly and begins to thrust his cock into me at the same pace I'm riding him.
I hold onto my breasts tightly.
"Fuck, you're so wet. I'm gonna cum," he says, his head pressed back into the pillow.
Hearing this drives my heart crazy as it flutters faster. I feel myself reaching an orgasmic point myself and cum all over his cock, releasing moans of bliss.
He takes notice to this, pulling out of my pussy and cumming into my hand as I stroke his ejaculating cock.
"Fuck, baby," I say softly.
I look at him and giddily laugh. I reach over for a pair of tissues on my nightstand and wipe the cum from my hands. I gently wipe the cum from his cock, causing him to wince as he's still very sensitive. He looks at me affectionately and laughs.
I get up to throw the tissue in the bin by my sink and then throw myself back down on the bed right next to Mick, bashfully kicking my legs in the air with excitement.
I turn to face him and kiss him softly.
"That was amazing," I say to him as I run my fingers through his hair. "How are you feeling?"
He looks into my eyes with a look of deep exuberance.
"I am feeling...," he leans in to kiss me. "The best I have ever felt in my whole life."
"The feeling is mutual," I giggle.
I intensely look into his beautiful eyes.
"Am I ever gonna see you again?," I say with a serious tone.
"Oh, babe. Oh, yeah, definitely," Mick says seriously. "You're gonna be begging to get rid of me."
I cackle hysterically at this. "I doubt I would ever do that." I continue to stroke his hair.
"You're gonna see so much of me that you're gonna be sick of me," Mick says. "Even hearing my name is going to prompt a disgusted reaction out of you."
"Oh, stop!," I gently hit his shoulder. "I could never be disgusted with you. If anything, I think I'd be disgusted without you."
The energy of the room gets very serious all of a sudden. Our laughter turns into my eyes welling up with gentle tears.
"I- I think I need you," I whimper.
Tears stream down my cheek like a rushing waterfall deep within the rocky North American mountains. I emulate the raindrops falling from the sky outside on this cold, heavy night.
"Oh, baby," Mick says as he pulls me close, embracing me with the warmth of his body. "Why are you crying?"
I sniffle softly while resting my head on Mick's shoulder.
"I don't know. I guess I'm just emotional," I say tearfully. "Look, I know we just met... and that to you I'm probably nobody... but tonight was the first night in forever where I've felt like I was needed... by somebody... by anybody. And I think I might love you."
He chuckles softly at this. "You're not nobody to me, baby. You're the most somebody somebody I've ever met in London. Most of these people are all carbon copies of the last. But you're sweet...," he kisses me, "And you're real...," he kisses me again, "And you're absolutely gorgeous." He looks into my eyes firmly. "I think I need you, too."
My bottom lip begins to quiver as I look into his eyes. I lean in to lustfully kiss him as we both run our fingers through each other's hair.
"Let's go to sleep, babe, okay?," he says affectionately.
I nod with a smile across my face. I blink deeply and then look into his eyes. "Mmkay," I happily say.
I roll over to lay on my side and he puts his arm around my body to spoon me. We cover up in my sheets together, the rhythmic boom of his heartbeat lulling me to sleep.
The storm outside gently sways me into a state of comfort as I feel cozily compressed within my no longer empty bed.
And now I am happy because of a simple thing. My sheets used to be frigid. But they never will be again.
I am warm with the heat of knowing I am no longer alone.
My blissfulness is the color blue. All sadness erases itself.