I Know Places (Taylor Swift Imagines) (GxG)

"THAT Couple With Taylor Swift!"

this is a rewrite with labrastory's suggestion

"Shit, yeah, uh-huh..." Taylor whimpered, her hands tangling in your hair, pushing you further between her legs. "Fuck, Y/N!"

Your tongue flattened against your wife's pussy, carefully entering as your fingers dug into her thighs to keep them open.

"Y/N ... oh, god ... your mouth ... " she whined, her hips bucking slightly as your tongue delved deeper. "Can you ... can you look up at me?"

Not one to disobey, your gaze dragged up from her stomach to her eyes, dripping with devotion and lust.

"Fuck ... those eyes, baby ... " Taylor breathed, her head falling back against the pillow, long blonde hair fanning out around her. "You're killing me here, Y/Nn," she whimpered, wanting more pressure, more everything. "C'mon, baby ... eat me like you mean it."

You giggled softly against her cunt, then roughened your actions. You went down on Taylor fast and hard. You didn't remember the last time you'd been this harsh, but you didn't care.

"Yes! Yes, like that! Just like that!" Taylor's fingers pulled tighter in your hair, guiding your pace. "That's your pussy, baby ... all yours ... " she moaned, feeling waves of pleasure already building. "God, I love you ... so much ... "

"I love you, too, baby," you murmured into her, your fingernails leaving crescent marks on Taylor's trembling thighs as you held them open.

Taylor's mouth fell open, a silent "oh" escaping as her body began to shake. "Y/Nn ... I'm gonna ... I'm gonna come ... " she panted, her eyes locked onto yours below. "Don't stop! Please, don't stop!"

You had no plans of stopping. Your nose dug into Taylor's clit as you licked and sucked and devoured her like a woman starved.

Taylor's whole body shook as you continued your ravenous assault. "Oh, god ... oh, god ... oh, god!" she chanted, her toes curling, her legs tightening around your head.

You kept going, your tongue plunging in and out of Taylor, stroking her inner walls, brushing tantalisingly close to her G-spot.

Taylor was babbling now, incoherent words and phrases falling from her lips. "Gonna ... Gonna ... oh, god, baby, please ... right there!" she cried out, her body tensing as you hit her sweet spot.

But just as your wife got close, you stilled right on the very edge. You'd heard someone knocking on the door, and you wanted to say it was just your imagination, but it sounded too real.

"Don't ... stop ... please ... " Taylor gasped, her body still trembling on the edge of release. "Unless ... it's important ..." she panted, barely able to form coherent thoughts. "Please ... "

You chuckled softly as the knocking came again. You stood up, trailing your lips from your wife's inner thigh to her knee before grabbing a robe and wrapping it around your naked body. "I'll go check it out first."

Taylor whined softly but nodded, reluctantly letting her legs fall open. "Hurry back ... " she muttered, still on edge, her fingers trailing through her wetness.

You returned only a moment later, your face flushed with embarrassment and amusement. "Um," you hesitated as you shut the bedroom door behind you.

Taylor propped herself up on her elbows with a raised eyebrow. "Um? Really, Y/Nn? spill." She was teasing, but she was still painfully aroused. "Who was it?" she asked, a small pout forming on her lips. "I'm still waiting for that orgasm..."

You, through fits of giggles, said, "I think maybe we should try to keep it down from now on."

"Why? Who did you leave unsatisfied at our door?" Taylor asked with mock seriousness, spreading her legs wider in a tempting gesture. "Just tell me, baby" She trailed a hand down her stomach, teasing herself to keep from losing the heat.