Smut

M.C. senior

Michael Clifford is the hottest senior in the entire school. His pale skin goes with his dark hair beautifully. Too bad he's a senior and I'm a Junior. Apparently seniors can't date people younger then them or else they're.. less of a senior?? That doesn't make sense to me but I go along.

Sitting in Math, I feel a pair of eyes on me. I scan the room and meet with fucking gorgeous green eyes. I quickly look away, feeling uncomfortable. I glance back a couple minutes later and notice he's still staring. I blush, pretending to write something down.

After math is lunch. On my way to the lunchroom, I run into someone.

"Sorry," I mumble, not looking up.

"It's ok," He says. I look up. Oh shit. I shyly smile and begin to walk away. But, he grabs my wrist with pulling me back.

"Hey, you're a junior right?"

"Yeah. Aren't you going to get banned from your friends or something for talking to me?" I ask. He looks around, pulling me out the front doors.

"Not if they don't see." He says, pulling me to his car.

"Why exactly am I in your car?"

"So they can't see us."

"Ok. Is there something you want to say to me? Because I was really looking forward to some tater-tots." He chuckles.

"No, I just. I don't know. You're beautiful and I felt like I needed to tell you that." He says, his voice captivating  and low. I blush at his comment.

"Thank you. You're beautiful too. Not beautiful like a girl, but like a manly beautiful. Like Zac Efron is beautifully manly. Wait, manly beauti-" I get cutoff with a pair of lips connecting with mine. I'm hesitant at first, but kiss back. Michaels soft lips move in sync with mine. He opens my mouth, slipping his tongue in, deepening the kiss. He lifts me onto his lap, cupping my face. I fist his hair in my hands, kissing the corner of his mouth, then his jaw, and up to his ears, then down to his collar bone, harshly sucking. He moans as I mark him.

"Fuck," He breathes. I catch my breath, looking up at him. His eyes are full of want, need.

He reconnects with me, biting my bottom lip. I let out an unwanted moan, causing him to chuckle. He kisses down my neck, being sure to mark me. I roll my head back and moan quietly. He knows exactly what he's doing and fuck does it feel good.

I slip my hands under his jacket, and he takes it off carelessly throwing it on the passenger seat. I grind on him, feeling his erection. He bites my lip, harder, in response. His hands find my breasts, groping them.

"That feels good," I mumble into the kiss.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Feels good to me, too. Although, your bra is in the way." He smirks.

"We can't have sex in a car." I gasp, knowing what he meant.

"Why not? I got... condoms." he says kicking the glove box open with his foot. I let out a laugh. He looks at me with pleading eyes.

"Fine." I roll my eyes, climbing into the back of his car. He grabs a condom, climbing on top of me. He kisses me roughly, nipping at my lips. His hand find my pants, undoing them and sliding them down. I attempt to undo his shirt. After many unsuccessful attempts, he takes it off him self. He then removes my shirt. He kisses down my neck and in between my breasts. He's obviously done this before because his hands work quickly to remove my bra. He started harshly sucking on one breast, while cupping the other. I had to bite my lip to keep a moan from escaping.

"Come on, baby. You can moan." He says not taking his eyes and mouth away from my chest. I let out a moan, but quietly.

He kisses down my stomach and kisses across my hip bones until his mouth finds my underwear. He bites it and drags it down with his teeth. I look down at him to see what's he's doing.

"I'm going to make you feel so good." He mumbles looking at my sex. He pushes my legs apart and licks his lips hungrily. I lean my head back because my neck was getting tired.

"No, no, baby girl. Look at me, watch how I make you feel good." And with that he licks one big line across my region. I gasp. I look down at him and put my hands on his head, pushing him down. His hair tickles my legs, but I don't care right now. I wrap my legs around his back, keeping him in place. He chuckles as I moan, sending vibrations through me. He's teasing me, and I can't stand it.

"Please, Mikey. I- I need you." I whine pushing his head down, but he resists.

"Really? Do you really want this," He motions to his fingers,"Instead of this?" He motions to his growing bulge.

"You know what, why not both?" He asks, but before I have time to agree he runs his finger deep inside me. My back arches off the seat, but he pushes me back. I gasp once he curls his fingers and drags the out at a painfully slow speed.

"Fuck.." I yell at Michael. He smirks, pushing his fingers back in and speeding up.

"You like that?" He asks through his teeth. "Are you a naughty little slut?" He asks, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Fuck yes." I breath screwing my eyes shut as he speeds up. Right before I was about to release, he takes his fingers out. He sticks them in his mouth, sucking every bit of liquid off.

"Mm, you're delicious." He moans.

"Why the fuck did you stop?" I ask angrily, wiping the sweat off my face.

"My turn." He ignores my question, aligning his member with my mouth. He quickly thrusts in, bobbing my head with it. I try my best not to gag, knowing that's a turn off. With each thrust you can hear the liquid and saliva swishing in my mouth. He lets go of my head, pulling out and quickly sliding on a condom. Confused, I look at him before I realize what he's doing. I scoot over and slowly sit on his hard member, just to begin. I slowly start bouncing as his hands dig into my hips.

"Yes, oh yes, fuck, you're so good." Mikey moans, groping my breasts. He kisses down my back every time I go down.

"Give me your hair tie." He instructs. I give him my wrist and he slides it off.

"Your hair was in my face." He explains. I laugh a little, standing up off of him. He whimpers until I sit back down but facing him this time. He takes one of my breasts in his mouth, still moving my hips with his hands. I rock my hips causing him to tighten his grip on my hips.

"Oh, come one baby. I'm almost there." He grunts, resting his head of my shoulder. I bounce faster and rock my hips harder. I moan loudly as he starts thrusting into me.

"Oh, fuck. Oh shit, Oh- Oh. Oh my gosh.." He drags out. I can tell he's almost done. I start bouncing the fastest I can, and my vision goes blurry. I hear a series of moans escaping Michaels mouth, causing me to moan at the same time.

I lean forward and rest my head on his shoulder. We both sit like that, just catching our breath. I slowly stand up and slip my underwear and bra back on. He discards of the used condom and dresses as well.

Once we're both dressed, we walk back into the school. The bell rings, signaling lunch is over. Michael taps on my shoulder and hands me a paper. I look down and it has his number. I look back at him and he mouths "call me".

(an: fuck I want to have car sex with Michael. :( I hope you guys liked that crap story. if you guys want to make your own story and send it to me to put in this book, go ahead. ily )