Handcuffs

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You lay on Triston bed on your phone. You stayed at his house because your parents are out of town. As you look up from your phone you see Triston in the bathroom doorway with nothing but a smirk and towel around his waist. You feel your face turn red.
He walks to the bed and lays besides you. You turn off the phone and put it down to face him. "I love you." He says in a raspy voice. Before you speak he kisses you. You kiss back with all force. You feel his hand Rome up your shirt as he climes on top of you. He pulls up you shirt and throws it across the room. And kisses your neck finding you g spot. You moan in return as he smirks across your skin.
He reaches for the buttons of you shorts. He slips them off and moves down to you thighs. He leaves wet kisses in between. He comes back up and kisses your lips playing with the back of your bra. He unclipped it and threw it with your shirt. You tug at his towel and takes it off. He pulls off your underwear and goes to the dresser door. He pulls out handcuffs and cuffs you to the bedbored. He climes back on top and goes down on you. "Triston" you moan. "Scream for me babygirl." He says. He picks up his pace and your a moaning mess.
"Ugh" He moans as you kiss his collarbone. "Triston I I'm almost." You moan against his neck. "I know I am to" he says. His grinds get sloppy and you both reach ur climax. He plops down beside you and smiles. "I love you." He says cuddling you. "Love you more." You say. The rest of the night you cuddle and listen to Somo.

Omg sorry if this is bad it was weird to write and I might not continue so comment if you like it.

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