Billie Bryant is a journalist that meets Chris Evans while on assignment. But what happens when their budding friendship takes a passionate turn and someone wants to be more than just friends??
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CAUTION: strong sexual content ahead, NSFW. So this is a warning for those not comfortable with reading smut
"I thought you said you were on your way?" Chris asked.
"I got caught up with an important meeting. But the good news is that I'm in my car now and I should be there soon." Billie answered. She could tell he was a little upset.
His voice became raspy and calculating. "Well hurry up! You know I don't like waiting."
She arrived at his place shortly after, and was staggered by the magnificent vision of him waiting for her in his foyer. He was shirtless and his jeans were riding low on his hips. His hair was slicked back and he was fresh faced. His jaws were clenched. His muscles were rippling more than usual because he was getting back into Avengers mode. His arms were crossed and he looked iniquitous, just the way she liked it.
She quickly undressed and stood before him completely naked. His scowl made her shiver with excitement. She'd been thinking about him all day. The more they hooked up, the more she craved him.
"I told you I don't like to be kept waiting." He said.
He stepped forward and cupped her chin with one hand. She bit her bottom lip in suspense. His gaze was sinister and his dominance was stifling.
"Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" She asked.
"Actually there is." He brushed his lips against her cheek and then rested his forehead onto hers. "Get down on the floor and take your punishment."
She quickly dropped to her knees and started trembling as he stood in front of her with his crotch just an inch away from her face. All of a sudden, he gripped a handful of her hair and jerked her head straight. A scream caught in her throat as he wrenched and made a makeshift ponytail. He then told her to open wide and he pushed his thumb inside her mouth, soaking it with her tongue.
"You ready?" He asked.
She shook her head yes and in one swell swoop he pulled down his jeans. His erection sprang free and almost smacked her in the face. She took his tip in her mouth and slowly sucked. He groaned as she teased him. But before she could move further down, he yanked her hair and forced himself into her mouth. He told her to put her hands on her thighs and he held her on his cock for a few moments. She enjoyed his hot skin pulsing inside of her mouth. He thrusted into her throat a little deeper while trying not to make her gag.
"Yeah, just like that." He moaned.
He repeated this a few more times, before pulling off of her. She gasped for air and spit flew from her mouth. He asked if she was okay. She said yes and urged him to continue. He pushed himself into her mouth again, and stood still while she purred against him. He plunged inside her again, and again, and again, in precise movements. She squealed against him, but his aggression was turning her on even more.
