Hooked on you (hollyoaks)

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Grace opened the door to see Warren there. She sighed as he looked to her. "Yes?"

"I came to get some stuff. Staying with an old friend," Warren told her as he walked into the flat.

Grace nodded. She looked to him and sighed. "I don't want to lose you Warren. But I'm just not in a good place right now. I love you," she said as she looked at him.

Warren saw the look in her eyes. He walked over to her and kissed her lips. Grace kissed back. She couldn't get him off her mind. Warren took her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed.

Grace arched her back as warren kissed down her stomach. She knew how badly she needed him.

She was completely naked apart from her bra while he was in his boxers. Warren moved so that his head was in between her thighs.

Grace felt his warm breath on her and ran her hands through his hair. "Fuck," she moaned as she felt his tongue inside of her.

Warren smirked against her. His mouth gently biting and nibbling at her clit. He knew how to make her want him. He could tell she was close. "Baby," Grace moaned. She looked to him. "I need you inside of me," she said as they kissed deeply.

Kisses moved to her neck as he reached behind to unhook her bra, removing it moments before his tongue found her nipple.

He took his time, suckling each breast, and while the contact was welcomed, it wasn't where she wanted it.

"Please Warren."

She felt him smirk around her nipple and used his hair to tug his head back.

She'd wanted to see the amused expression she enjoyed rolling her eyes at, but mostly she wanted him to know she'd noticed.

The expression only grew more humored but at least he acquiesced to her plea.

His lips continued down her stomach, lightly feathering kisses in their wake as he removed her underwear.

She moaned as he made contact where she had wanted him to since last night.

He was less gentle when he rammed two fingers inside her, curling them just to feel her squirm.

She came hard and quick, overstimulated from the state she'd been in all day.

Warren wasted little time. He had her flipped to her stomach before she'd fully come back down from her release, a slightly awkward position that left her arms trapped beneath her and bottom elevated on slightly parted thighs.

Warren took in the sight as he inched in behind her. Her legs weren't spread enough to slip in between them, something that gave him a better idea anyway.

Knees were placed on the outside of hers and she moaned without freeing her arms as he eased into her.

His first actual thrust pushed her flat to the bed and he tensed his thighs around hers, pressing them tightly together.

"Fuck Warren," Grace moaned. The position made him feel larger inside her, a feat that wasn't exactly necessary.

Her moans were muffle by the mattress as he thrust into her. The once trapped arms freed and gripping the comforter.