Book of Smut

Punk michael smut

I slam the door to my- our flat only to have it opened again.
"Did you just slam the door on me?!" He yells.
"Why do you care?" I was trying my best not to raise my voice.
"Oh, give me a break Kaitlyn." Michael says sassily. I snap around to face him.
"You're overreacting."
"I'm overreacting? Are you fucking kidding me?! I came back from the bathroom to find you grinding on him!!!"
"I thought it was you!" I yell in defense.
He rolls his eyes. "Right." the sarcasm practically dripped from the word.
"Fine. Maybe I liked grinding on Ashton!" His eyes went wide. I knew ash was his best mate. I knew this situation was fucked up. And I knew what I said was way too far past his line.
But right now, I didn't give a single fuck.
He misunderstood the situation.
I knew it was Ash.
But I don't like him.
I happened to be moving my hips when Ash stumbled into me. But I kept going anyway because I'm kind of drunk. So fuck me for having fun.
Little did I know that when I said fuck me in my head, it was actually a literal statement.
"Excuse me?!" He slams me against the nearest wall (which happens to be the one in the hall right next to my bedroom door) and pins my arms above my head. The anger radiates off of him.
"I said maybe I liked grinding on Ashton. Let me go Michael."
"I can't fucking believe you!" He yells.
"You're the one who has me fucking pinned to a wall! I am not okay with this, let me fucking go!" I try to wiggle away but he pushes his body as close as possible to mine. I had to admit, that kind of turned me on but now is not the time.
I was wrong.
He slammed his lips onto mine and forced his tongue in my mouth. I kissed back of course, seeing as he is my boyfriend. Then out of the blue he pulls his lips off mine and attaches them on my neck leaving a hickey and biting it hard. I moan.
"Mine."
"Fuck you." I moan out. That wasn't supposed to sound like that though. "I'm not an inanimate object. You can't just own me."
He pulls back from my neck and shakes his head at me.
"The fuck I can't."
Ouch.
"So what, I'm like your fuck doll?! Is that how this works!"
"No, kaitlyn." He sighs. I bow my head looking at our feet before he backs up a tiny bit. "That's not how this works. But you are mine. Get that through your thick skull and don't grind on other people especially my best mate."
He abruptly picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I wince as his shoulder hits my stomach when he walks.
"What the hell mike?!" He drops me on the bed and hovers over me.
"I'm proving your mine." I don't have time to respond before he attaches his lips to mine in an angry, lust filled kiss. He quickly reaches under me and unzips my tight, small, strapless black dress. Sliding it off was tricky, but he managed while still kissing me. Left in only my dark purple lace thong, he stood up and stared down at me.
"You're so fucking beautiful." He murmurs. "Do not, I repeat, do not move or I will have to punish you." My eyes went wide.
What.
He goes into our walk in closet and come out with two ties.
No.
"Michael-" I get cut off.
"Sush."
Wide eyed and bushy tailed I laid there as he tied my hands to the metal above my bed and gagged me with the other tie.
What the fuck was he thinking.
I pushed my thighs together needing friction.
Bad idea.
"What do you think you're doing? Open your legs." I didn't dare disobey. The second I opened my legs I received a harsh slap to my covered clit. But God it felt good. I moaned through my gag.
I wish he'd stop teasing.
And how is that fair, he's still fully clothed!
He put his hands on my thighs and kisses down my belly. His hands roamed my legs as he pulled my thong off with his teeth sending shivers down my spine.
He swipes his index finger in between my lips (not the ones on my face) making me throw my head back in pleasure.
"Already so wet for me."
He rubs my clit in circles, teasing me.
Why oh why so much teasing.
Suddenly he slides two digits in me and I arch my back and moan.
While pumping his fingers in and out he sucks on my clit.
Holy fuck.
I'm dying to touch his soft hair.
Damn this restraint.
My first orgasm on the night comes quick ((see what I did there, comes)) but he doesn't stop pumping. I whimper against my gag.
He pulls his fingers out and licks them clean making me watch.
Fuck he's hot.
Then he strips himself free of all his clothes and all I can focus on is his huge member. It's amazing that that fits inside me.
But the worst part is, he never planned to put it in me. Instead he reached in my nightstand drawer and pulled out my purple vibrator. How did he know that was there?
I didn't get much time to think about it before he slid it in me with one hand holding it, the other on his cock.
Fuck that's hot.
He turns the vibrator on low and hold it in place while slowly stroking himself.
It was when he turned it to high and pushed it in and out of me that I really lost myself. I was moaning like crazy and I couldn't take my eyes off his rock hard cock. I came for the second time but he didn't stop. He pushed it in even deeper. I came again very quick due to my sensitivity.
He took it out and turned it off. I sighed and put my head back. He dropped it on the floor before climbing over me and ungagging me.
The first thing I said was
"Please no more.."
"You can do one more. For me baby." I shook my head no. "You can and you will." well then.
Without warning he slammed into me making my body move up a small bit on the bed. He pushed himself in and out very fast and came right as I did. I screamed his name and he grunted mine then collapsed on top of me without pulling out first.
It was at that moment that Ashton came in.

Oh no.