lii. what a way to go (m.)

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this chapter contains smut.
minors dni.
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buck groaned at my words, his cock throbbing in his pants. he loved seeing me like this, so desperate and needy for him. he couldn't deny me any longer, not when i was begging so sweetly and promising to do anything he wanted.

"good girl," he growled, his fingers picking up speed inside me. "come for me, baby. come all over my fingers."

i cried out as my orgasm hit me, my body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crashed over me. i clenched around his fingers, my walls fluttering and pulsing as i rode out my release.

buck watched me with hungry eyes, his own body responding to the sight of my coming undone. he continued to stroke me through my orgasm, prolonging my pleasure as much as possible.

"that's it, baby," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "come for me, just like that. you're so beautiful when you come."

as i slowly came down from my high, buck removed his fingers and crawled up my body, his eyes never leaving mine.

"you did so good, sweetheart," he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear. "so good for me."

he settled himself between my legs, his body pressing me down into the mattress. he could feel how wet i was, how ready i was for him.

"you want more, don't you, baby?" he murmured, his lips trailing kisses along my jawline.

i nodded, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. i looked up at him with hazy eyes, my desire still burning bright.

"yes, please," i breathed, my voice soft and needy. "i want you inside me. i want to feel you, buck."

buck's breath hitched at my words, his body responding instantly. he quickly undid his pants, pushing them down his hips and kicking them off.

"you're gonna be the death of me, sweetheart," he groaned, his cock throbbing with need as he positioned himself at my entrance.

he leaned down and captured my lips in a deep, possessive kiss as he slowly pushed into me, groaning at the feeling of my tight, wet heat surrounding him.

he stilled for a moment, giving me time to adjust to his size. he rested his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling as he struggled to hold himself back from pounding into me like he wanted to.

finally, he began to move, slowly at first, but quickly picking up speed. he buried his face in the crook of my neck, his lips and teeth leaving marks on my skin as he claimed my body as his own.

he thrust into me with abandon, each snap of his hips driving him deeper and harder. he could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he wanted me to come again first.

"touch yourself," he mumbled in my ear, his voice low and commanding. "i want to feel you come around my cock."

i obeyed, my hand snaking down between our bodies to touch myself. i was already sensitive from my first orgasm, and i knew it wouldn't take much to push me over the edge again.

buck groaned as he felt my hand move between us, his eyes watching me touch myself intently. he knew i was close, and he was determined to make me come undone again.

"that's it, baby," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "you're so good for me. you feel so fucking good."

he could feel my walls starting to flutter around him, signaling that i was close. he adjusted his angle, knowing exactly where to hit to push me over the edge.

training wheels. // evan 'buck' buckley Where stories live. Discover now