mainly for @erickadeleon6
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sad with a pinch of smut .. more like dust but okay.
- nah more like jealousy, sorry babe I'll write you another one if you want -
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"Sammy, Pass me the bong babe." I smiled, my ass planted on Jack's lap, the hookah pen between his plump lips, Sam's brows furrowing as he passes me the blown glass.
I took a hit before passing it to Jack Johnson, who was on my left.
Gilinsky's hands roamed my midriff, his lips grazing the skin between my shoulder blades, high out of his mind, not realizing what he's doing.
Sam's jaw clenched before taking a hit from the bong, holding it in as long as he can before blowing it in my face.
"C'mon babe, it's time for us to go." Sam practically growled before yanking me up with him, grabbing my purse, and pulled me out the door.
"I'm hella pissed." Sam said, jaw clenched once again, while we hopped into the cab he hailed. His lips attached to my neck, his hands holding me to him.
"The fuck're you doing?" I whispered, a light moan coming out after. The cab driver looked through the rear-view mirror at me, before Sam called him out.
"I will give you a ben franklin if you do not look back this entire car ride." The driver merely tipped his head at sam, before returning to the road.
Sam's lips trailed down my chest, his hands pulling my bra and v-neck tee shirt to the side, my bare nipple perked at the cool air. His tongue trailed over it lightly, before sucking it into his mouth. My skater skirt raised a bit, considering his hand was under it, rubbing me through my seamless thong.
The cab driver cleared his throat before speaking.
"We're at your destination, sir." He smiled politely. Sam nodded and payed him, leaving the Benjamin as promised.
Sam carried me to our door, my legs around his waist, and arms around his neck, unable to identify who's lips were who's.
He set me on the kitchen counter, standing between my legs, his lips trailed down my neck, removing my shirt and bra with one hand, before pulling my underwear down, leaving the skirt.
"Sam? Forgetting something?" I laughed his lips on my chest and stomach before licking a long stripe up my abdomen, and blowing cold air onto it.
"Nope. It'll look sexy as fuck bunched around your waist while I fuck you from the back." The words dripped from his mouth like velvet and honey. I hopped off the counter and turned around, bent over the counter so my ass was facing him. His hand came down hard one it like it was a metal paddle, the flesh immediately turning red as I let out a yelp. He grabbed fistfuls of my ass, pulling, tugging, and spanking once more before he descended to his knees.
His tongue teased my folds before flicking rapidly against my clit, his head moving with his tongue as he shook his head, sucking and slurping noises caused me to come to the brink- that is before he pulled away, his face glistening with my arousal, and his eyes twinkling with glee.
"You're so fucking wet, it's ridiculous. Do you think Jack could make you this wet baby? Have you coming in seconds? I didn't think so." He groaned out before thrusting into me. His bare hips knocked against my sore ass, his hands holding my waist, and fistfuls of my ass once again.
His shaft rubbing against my walls, barely flicking that one spot. His hand came around my hips and to my clit, his fingers pinching and rubbing rhythmically, causing me to clench.
"Uh, fuck yeah baby, do that again." Sam moaned as his hips rolled slower, clenching for him, slowly milking him to his orgasm.
"I'm so close, Sammy." I whined as his hands flicked faster, hips picking the speed up once again, the only sounds in our house was the violent slapping, the grunts and heavy breaths.
"Come first." Sam yelped, his hands kneading my ass as he thrusted a little faster.
"A Gentleman lets his ladie come first." He smirked, his teeth latched onto my shoulder, hot breath causing goosebumps to rise.
His hips slammed onto me sharply, a thrust with each word. "Come. First. God. Dammit." And I did. I continuously clenched around him, his hands gripping my hair into a makeshift pony tail and pulled my head, causing my back to arch.
I felt him come inside me, thrusts slowly descending from his climax before pulling out.
"Hey babe, do we have any cheese-itz? I'm starving as fuck." He giggled, before searching the pantries. I sat in amazement, how we went from hardcore fucking to a search for cheese crackers. And I wouldn't want it any other way.
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- cdt Emily and Katie 💞
