"Let's play a game." he suggested, tossing me the gaming console. "Which one?" I asked. "Your pick. With a twist." Olly grinned, cocking an eyebrow. "Oh? And that would be?" "If I lose you can do whatever you want for the rest of the week. I will take you out to dinner whenever, I'll get you chocolates, I'll let you beat me at video games." "And if I lose?" I said shakily, a little nervous at what he had planned. He smirked. "If you lose," he leaned closer to me until his warm breath tickled my ear. "I can do whatever I want for the next week. To you." I shivered, his voice rich in my ear and his breath smelling faintly of honey. "You're on." He grinned, pawing for my hand and shaking it in his. With that he set up the game and went to the menu. "You're dead." He chuckled.
I was nestled into his chest, his arms wrapped around me while he held the controller, mine in my hands. "Fuck fuck.. NO." I shouted as a red screen appeared on my side of the screen, a large 'terminated' sign showing. "Well, what d'you know." I heard his voice whisper. "Maybe we s-" "Babe you shook on it." I swiveled on the couch to look at him. He had a mischievous grin on his face and his eyes drifted down to my lips as his tongue slid slowly over his teeth. "We start tomorrow. This should be fun."
The next morning when I rolled over in bed my body wasn't met by his warmth. He was gone. I frowned, then got up. Maybe he went out with the boys. Checking my phone I sighed in annoyance that there was no message from him. I thought he would at least give me a heads up. Scratching the back of my neck I took my phone into the bathroom, turning on the Your Local Coffee House playlist on Spotify before turning on the shower head and stripping down to step into the warm jets. Wetting my hair I rubbed some shampoo in, massaging my scalp before rinsing and going for the conditioner. As I soon rinsed the conditioner out I tilted my head back. Suddenly fingers gently weaved into my hair and a hand on my wrist pushed me forwards until my front half was against the wall of the shower. "What the hell-" before I could get my sentence out my hand was pinned to the square of my back and a mouth attached to my neck. I moaned, closing my eyes. "I told you we would begin today." a voice purred. Turning my head as much as I could in the position I was in my eyes met a pair of smoldering blue amethysts. Olly's eyes were filled with lust as he kissed my jawline. Slowly, while his lips made their way down to where my neck met my collarbone and shoulder the hand in my hair tilted my head further, before letting go and trailing down my spine. I trembled as his fingertips left trails of delicious shivers. Suddenly I felt them drift between my legs. "Olly..." He wouldn't allow my hand to be released and as his fingers worked my left hand pressed against the wall to steady myself. "That's it, baby girl." He teased me, his fingers dipping but never entering. Suddenly he bit down on my neck and his finger slid between my folds. I cried out in pain and pleasure. He worked it in and out before adding another. His thumb rubbed slow circles on my clit while his mouth still sucked at my neck, his teeth nibbling. He began to go faster, and the ecstasy almost pushed me over the edge. Just as I began to moan loudly he stopped and slowed. "Fuck, Olly please.." "Beg for it babe." His voice was rough and filled with dominance as he nipped at my ear. "Please, please keep goi-" He began working faster, pumping in and out at such a pace that I began shaking, screaming as I climaxed and my knees almost buckled if it weren't for his support. He didn't stop, he made me ride out my climax. Spinning me around he pushed me against the wall, keeping eye contact as he brought his fingers to his mouth. "You taste delicious, darling." I opened my mouth and let my tongue peek out as he gently stuck his fingers into my mouth. Then he connected his lips to mine, biting my lower lip before pulling away with a devilish smirk. "I'll let you finish." He said, stepping out of the shower. As he did I realized that he had gotten in with his jeans on, everything else was missing. He left me shaking.
-lmao it's like a really fucking sexy version of Saw. i am going to hell.
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Fanfiction"And if I lose?" I said shakily, a little nervous at what he had planned. He smirked. "If you lose," he leaned closer to me until his warm breath tickled my ear. "I can do whatever I want for the next week." "To you."
