10. The First Jerk's Private Area ✔️

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Lily's POV

I was getting impatient. We've been making out on the couch for 20 minutes at least. He's such a tease. 'He has to be a jerk in everything, literally everything.'

"Are you gonna make any move anytime soon or should I just make myself busy thinking about Stark's penis again?" I asked as I pulled away, smirking at him. He dug his nails in my skin grabbing onto my hips so hard that I think he broke it.

"I'll kill you." He said through gritted teeth and nit my bottom lip making me moan. His lips were now on my neck, sucking on the soft flesh so hard that I was 100% sure he left a huge mark on it. "I'll kill him." He started kissing his way up to my jaw and then my lips. "You're mine. All of you...mine." He started attacking my swallowed lips as his hand went under my dress, taking it all the way up and leaving me in nothing but my underwear and bra.

I started kissing his neck, jawline, earlobe, practically anything I could get my lips on, as my hands wandered his hard and masculine chest, while grinding my hips on his already-hard member. He grabbed my ass and squeezed it hard, making me moan louder, if that's even possible. He then stood up from the couch with me in his arms, my legs wrapped around his waist, and started walking to his room I assume. I was so busy sucking his face that I didn't even care if he took me to hell with him. All I wanted right now, was to be with him, to hold him, to belong to him.

My back fell on the soft, familiar sheets, my sheets. 'Why are we in my room?'

Chris got away from me to take his clothes off, and ooooh boy what a treat it was. I have seen him naked before, but I was so embarrassed that I didn't look at it entirely. Now, I just wanted to breathe it all in. He was like a sculpture, like a Greek God.

He started leaving butterfly kisses on my stomach and made his way up to my lips. His tongue explored every surface inside my mouth. He held my waist up against his chest as his other one was now inside my panties. 'God, I hate that I'm such a moaner.'

His fingers playing with my entrance was enough to make me wild. I pushed hard on his chest and switched positions. I was now on top of him. I pushed one of my hands in his boxer as the other one cupped his cheek. He groaned but it was lost inside my mouth, just like my moans were inside his.

I started stroking him as I left chaste kisses on his jawline, chest, and abs. When I got to his perfect V line a ran my tongue over the line with my hand still feeling him. I took his boxers off slowly and his member stood there in all its glory. It looked like a tree, how big can a man be? But seriously though, it was...satisfying to even look at.

"Oh my God. Is it 2 feet long?" I asked sarcastically as I looked at his smug face. "Okay, it was nice meeting you. But there's no way I'm taking that. So, bye." I smirked and he grabbed both my arms and pulled me up to his lips.

"There's no way I'll ever let you go. You're bound with me Collins." He put his finger on the mark he left on my neck. "You're marked babe." He smirked again making me giggle. His hands went to my back, unhooking my bra. He started licking my nipples and cupping my boobs so hard that he nearly ripped them off my chest. I was a wreck, moaning like a shameless slut. But I couldn't care less.

I made my way back to his penis. 'If he thinks he's the only one who can tease, he's wrong.'

I took the tree in my hand and looked up at his face with a smirk.

"Shit." He let out a grunt when I licked the tip. I started kissing the flesh slowly, making sure not to lick it. "Fuck. Don't tease or I'm gonna give you tons of errands tomorrow."

"Well, you may be in charge in the company, but right now, I'm in charge."

"Fuck." He threw his head back as I took the whole thing in my mouth at once before he cold protest against my sentence. I mean of course I couldn't fit it all in, but I took as much as I could. I started roaming his chest with my other hand, as I had his member in my mouth. He started thrusting up in my mouth, nearly choking me to death. 'Is he blind or something? His thing is as long as John Snow's sword. I could've died.' I chuckled at my own thought and he took my arms and pulled me up once again.

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