Hey Violet Preferences/Imagines!

Iain Sexual Imagine

WARNING SMUT, [this one isn't mine but i tried changing it a bit so yeh enjoy].

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His eyes bored into me as I cooked. In the corner of my eye, I watched him take his lip between his teeth a fiddle with it. His eyes scanning me over. He eventually stood up and walked up behind me, his incredible height towering over me. His large hands grasped my waist and pressed my back to his chest. He kissed my neck softly and wrapped his arms around me.

"Iain," I whined his name, trying to keep the bacon from burning. When I knew he wasn't going to stop, I pushed the pan off the burner and flicked the stove top off. I turned in his arms and rested my hands on the back of his neck. "You, sir, are terrible," I said with a grin. "I am trying to make breakfast."

He smirked. "That can wait," he whispered, kissing my nose. "This cant." He pressed his crotch against my belly.

I licked my lips and stood on my tippy toes to kiss him. I could never really say no to Iain. He was too irresistible. He lifted me carefully onto the marble counter and moved down to kiss my neck. As he worked a mark into my skin, his hands unbuttoned my shorts and yanked them down. He pushed my legs farther apart and brought his hands to my red panties, rubbing my pussy.

I pulled my tank top off over my head, causing him to pause his pursuit for my pussy and lock eyes with my chest. Iain couldn't deny he was a boob guy. He let out a small, breathy groan and leaned forward, pulling the cups of my black bra down and attacking my nipples with licks, kisses, and pinches.

"Oh dear, God!" I moaned in surprise. I reached out and pulled at his black t-shirt, wanting to see his body. He granted access and slipped it off quickly, exposing his hard chest.

He went back to playing with my chest as I worked his belt off. He managed to get my bra off and I swear I heard fabric tearing as he removed my panties. I finally got his pants undone and used my bare feet to get them down. He stepped out of them just as I pushed to band of his grey boxers down which he also fully removed.

My hand wrapped around his cock as his fingers pushed into my pussy. We played for a moment before Iain had enough. He rarely wanted foreplay. He was mostly into the pounding.

He turned me around so my face was almost on the kitchen counter. I let out a small whimper as he pushed into me. He hesitated for a moment and listening to my moans, waiting for me to breathe out before pulling out and slamming back in. I grabbed into his biceps, his arms holding my waist as he pushed roughly into me.

Iain had always been a little dominant. Every time we had sex, he added a little touch that proved he was in control. His hand moved up and lightly gripped my neck, his other hand tightly on my waist. I loved the small, subtle things he did to show dominance. It was something that spun me on.

That small thing he did brought heat to my belly. I moaned loudly and tilted my head back.

"You like that, baby," he growled. "Look at me as I fuck you."

I managed to turn my head and meet his eyes.

"Answer me," he hissed, his hand slightly squeezing around my neck.

"Yes!" I cried. "God, yes, I love it!"

He groaned. "I'm the only one that can make you feel this good, huh, baby?" he asked with a sly smirk.

"Only you," I panted, feeling that pleasure build up in my lower stomach. "Oh, fuck!"

"Yeah," he growled into my ear, clutching my body to his, my stomach on the edge of the counter. "Cum for me, Y/N..."

The pleasure released and Goosebumps crawled across my skin, my eyes rolled back and I moaned loudly. The tightening of my walls squeezing Luke's cock spurred him on. He gripped me tightly and I felt him empty into me with a sexy groan. He rested his head on my shoulder and sighed.

"Now," he breathed, "tell me that was better than making breakfast?"