dms: timmy connors

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**sexy scenes**

vanessa made a cup of instant coffee to try and sober up while she installed the uber app. she knew that if her dad caught her sneaking out she would be dead but she didn't care, she needed timmy.

new text from fuckboy:

fuckboy: you coming over?
van: if I do will u fuck me
fuckboy: as hard as you want
van: really hard daddy
van: fuck I'll even beg
fuckboy: im hard
van: im wet

vanessa slurred the hotel's name and the uber driver nodded, taking her there without a second thought.

she stood in the elevator in an oversized hoodie, and black jeans with black vans, like always. the elevator moved too slowly for her taste, irritating her, making her press the button for the third floor another three times.

somehow she found her way to timmy's room. knocking only once before he opened the door.

"fuck, hi." she pushed him out of the doorway and closed the door behind her.

"hey babygirl." his gravelly voice groaned.

vanessa pulled off her grey sweatshirt, leaving her only in a black camisole that showed her hardening nipples.

"you want to do this?" timmy asked and vanessa answered by placing her lips against his.

"yes," she removed her lips, "but you're not getting anything."

she was surprised by her sudden courage, it was probably just a side affect of the liquor.

"what do you mean?"

"you haven't been a very good guy lately. you're gonna make it up to me."

"what?" he repeated, "how?"

vanessa took the opportunity to reach up and grip his hair in her fingers, gently yanking his head down so her lips met his ear. a small shiver went down her spine as her bottom lip grazed his bar piercing.

"you're," she left a lick on his ear, "gonna-" another lick "eat-" another " me."

just then, she let his hair go and unbuttoned the front of her jeans, tugging them down to her ankles before kicking them off.

tc's eyes wandered over her, standing infront of him only in her black thing and a tank top. he gripped her waist, drawing her closer to him.

"I'm going to make you scream." he enunciated every single word, making her thong dampen even more than it already had.

before she knew it, van had her back pressed against the bed as timmy hovered over her, admiring her body.

"make me come already." she whined, reaching her fingers down to touch herself for some relief. instantly, timmy gripped her hand and moved it away.

"daddy's doing the work."

he places his lips against on her exposed hip, still looking up at her and not breaking eye contact. vanessa's hands went straight to his highlighted hair, tugging at it.

tc tossed her underwear to the side in a swift motion, placing kisses on her inner thighs. she grew more aroused as she felt his warm breathe on her core. teasingly, he placed a kiss on her clit which made her writhe in pleasure.

timmy flicked his tongue down to her slit, sliding it up and down her while his thumb rubbed circles over her clit. the feeling of his cold lip piercing turned her on even more.

"fuck. more." she pleaded.

"more?" he asked.

"yes." it was meant to be a word but it came out as a moan.

"beg."

"daddy, please. please make me cum. daddy, I fucking need your fingers in me."

her begs made timmy smile in satisfaction, he slipped his index finger in, replacing his thumb on her clit with his tongue.

"deeper." she gasped out, he complied, sliding his middle finger in too.

"babygirl, you're so wet for me." he groaned out.

"I'm so close," she arched her back against off the bed, hoping it would gain her more pleasure.

hearing those words from her made timmy work harder, moving his fingers faster and his tongue working quicker than before.

"fu-u-uck!" she called out as she finally came to a climax.

timmy slowed his movement down, helping her to ride out her high. once she had collected herself, vanessa smoothed down her hair and took a deep breath.

"well," she commented as she pulled on her pants and her sweatshirt.

"well?" timmy asked, sitting on the bed and watching her as she got dressed.

"that was good." she sighed.

"but?"

"but you're still a fuckboy." she strode to the door, not giving a second look to timmy as she exited the hotel room.

a/n: GTG IF THERES TYPOS ITS BC IM COMING DOWN FROM A HIGH AND IM TIRED