Norman Reedus Imagines

It hurts so good (Norman)

CREDIT TO: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Reedusslut_red/pseuds/Reedusslut_red

Our suite was huge, bigger than we've had in the past. I looked out the window and we could basically see the entire city of Los Angeles. The windows were huge with automatic shutters. Not to mention our bed, king sized with a soft cloud comforter and black silk sheets. Oh yeah... we would get cozy here real fast.

Norman dragged the rest of our luggage inside and placed them in the corner. "Wow." He said finally taking the view. " 'S fucking huge."

"I know. I love hotels in L.A. It's been a while since we stayed more than a day or two." I said.

He took his raybans off and took his cellphone out to take a picture of the night view.

I chuckled. "Tag me." Knowing full well he would post it on Instagram.

"Always." He smiled. "Big bed." He commented.

I snickered. "Yup."

He gave me a familiar look, that knowing look he always had when he wanted something. I couldn't help but chuckle and feel the heat go straight between my legs. I knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Later."

"What?" I asked surprised.

"The bed. We can use it later." Norm replied.

I frowned which only made him laugh in return.

"Oh my dirty girl. So eager to fuck. Don't worry babe, I have other plans first." His tone was full of mischief and I felt my center gush.

Norman stepped in front of me and pulled me to his chest. He tilted my head up so he could lick and kiss my jugular.

"Remember when I always suggested the window?" He quirked his brow at me.

"Babe..."

"We're not in New York we're in L.A."

"Even worse. Someone is definitely going to see us and take pictures." I responded.

"Look at the other buildings babe. It's kinda far. Even the best hd cameras can't take zoom in that good. Besides we're on the last floor."

"Yeah but still..." I argued.

"If they take pictures no one's gonna know it's us. Can't make out from this far anyway. Besides, I'm pretty sure the whole world knows we fuck." He laughed.

Norman kissed me, his tongue invaded my mouth forcibly. "Let them watch." He whispered huskily biting my ear lobe.

"Norm..." I breathed. "Oh fuck baby." I moaned, feeling Norman caress my jaw, lick my neck and say those words was already making my pussy drip.

"Let L.A. watch your body pressed against the window while I fuck you from behind." He kissed his way down to my collarbone, lifting my shirt up and yanking it off along with my top underneath. "Have your pretty little tits pressed against the window for everyone to see. Your nipples grazing against the cold glass." He grunted.

"Oh god..." I groaned, thrusting my hips to his. I could feel Norman's growing erection through his jeans. His hard-on rubbed against my clothed womanhood and I shamelessly circled my hips to his. He claimed my mouth in a rough kiss once again and I mewled into the kiss. I let my hand wonder south to grip his bulge.

Norman moaned and pushed his groin against my hand. I rubbed circles with my palm in the stretched part of his jeans which made him bite my lower lip hard, drawing blood. I yelped and he took the opportunity to lick the drop of blood that trickled from my lip.