thirty-one

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*smut warning*

"I'm gonna make you feel so good, I swear baby girl." Blake growls as he pushes me against the wall.

"You always do." I answer.

He smiles at me and leans in slowly, making me impatient.

He chuckles as I huff and he closes the gap in between us, finally giving my lips what they've been craving for so long.

He chuckles as I huff and he closes the gap in between us, finally giving my lips what they've been craving for so long

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His hands are gripping my waist firmly but not enough to hurt me, as he kisses me.

My lips feel hot, like they're on fire.

My lungs want air but Blake is my drug and I can't let go.

I want him.

He seems to be reading my mind as his hands naturally take my top off, throwing it across the room.

"I love you." He tells me, sucking harshly at my neck.

I want to answer but the words won't leave my mouth.

He has me shaking already.

I lean my head back, giving him more access and let out a moan as he bites down, leaving a hickey behind.

"You know, I love hearing you moan." Blake huskily tells me.

"Knowing that I've got this effect on you, makes me... well," he trails off, looking down at his boxers where I can clearly see his... thingy... hardened.

I smirk, knowing what I need to do.

"I can fix that." I say seductively, trailing a finger down his bare chest.

His eyes follow my finger and he gulps loudly.

"You can?" He asks, but it comes out as a whisper.

"Oh yeah." I smile and push him against the wall, slowly falling to my knees.

I can feel him staring at me, I know he is.

I pull down his boxers and blink in surprise as his erection springs out.

"Shit." I whisper under my breath, so quietly that he probably didn't hear me.

I can hear Blake breathing heavily, waiting for me to do something and I do.

I take my hand and stroke his dick slowly a few times, teasing him, before I move my head closer and and start sucking his dick, my smooth hands working on his length along with my mouth.

I quicken my pace with my hand, and smirk in satisfaction when I hear a few soft moans escape his mouth.

"Do you like that?" I pull away from his balls for a second and ask.

He looks down at me, biting his lip.

"Stop talking, you look better with my dick down your throat." He groans.

Before I can go back to what I was doing, his large hands move to my head and wrap my hair around his one of his hands, getting it out of my face.

He moves my head to his cock.

"Open your mouth." He breathes.

I do.

He doesn't wait to take his time and go slow, instead, he pushes my head forwards, his dick going all the way down, hitting the back of my throat.

I don't gag, thankfully, because I don't have a gag reflex.

I'm not given the chance to control my actions because he's moving my head for me.

He quickens his pace, his dick going all the way every time.

Not long after, he pulls himself out of me and pumps himself.

"Open your mouth." He orders.

I do as he says, letting him release in my mouth.

The familiar bittersweet taste of his cum fills my mouth and I swallow the substance licking my lips and getting up after.

He looks at me for a split second and doesn't bother wasting any time as he picks me up bridal style and walks forward, gently dropping me on the bed.

"Let's get this shit off you, yeah?" He asks, referring to my pants and undergarments.

"Yeah." I agree.

That's all it takes to make him rip off my sweats and undergarments.

He pushes me down from being propped up on my elbows and gets in top of me, attaching his lips to mine.

He pulls away and starts sucking just above my nipples on my left boob, getting a few moans to leave my lips.

He pulls away after a bit and blows cool air on what he was sucking, giving a nice sensation to the slight burn.

"Alright, I don't think I can wait any longer," I complain.

"Fuck me." I say.

He looks at me, frowning.

"I'm not going to fuck you." He says plainly.

I narrow my eyes at him, frustration building up inside me.

He did all this to not even have sex with me?

I can feel angry tears building up in my eyes.

Damn these pregnancy hormones.

"I'm going to make love to you." He corrects me before spreading my legs and pushing himself into me. A/n- no you're not tf just choke her and make sure she can't walk.

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I mean I intended to finish the smut off properly but my mum was kinda sitting in front me, kinda felt really awkward.

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