C.R and C.G imagines

07 "Sometimes i wonder how i could ever love someone like you." (Part 2)

Your teeth bit harshly into the skin of his shoulder, quieting your moans. Sweat had already gathered around his back and face. "Look at me." His deep voice filled your ears and you let his shoulder go and looked harshly into his eyes. His hips snapped forward with so much force the bed hit the wall.
It was so late in the night no one would be up. No one would hear their nightly activities. "Oh...f-fu." You swallowed your words as you desperately tried to maintain eye contact with him. He was so deep.
You threw your head back and moaned before connecting your foreheads together. "Oh god...S-say my name Y/n...say my name...let the whole community know who's making you feel this good..." The hand that wasn't holding him above your naked form went in between your bodies, roughly rubbing against your weak point. "Oh god...R-Ron...RON!" With one last thrust you both came, him settling himself on top of your form.
Your breathing was rough and erratic. Your head plopped back against the pillows as you closed your eyes, aware of Ron's fingers gently rubbing your side and aware of when he pulled himself out of you but not aware of the eyes filled with hurt and anger that watched from the shadows.
Three weeks. It's been three weeks since you and Carl broke up and you and Ron have been friends with benefits. Well, technically it's only been one week with Ron since you spent two weeks grieving and crying over losing Carl. Your naked bodies were intertwined, clothes tossed carelessly in random places, a few bruises from where Ron held on too tight littered your body, and hickeys covered your neck and chest area.
Arms. Arms were the first thing you felt when you woke up the next morning. Your bare back had been hit by the sun's rays and you shifted, feeling the warmth spread against it. You hum in content as a pair of soft lips kiss you shoulder blades. "I should probably head home Ron." Your voice was thick with sleep when you spoke, turning your head to look at Ron.
Ron pouts playfully, shifting until his body is over yours, his hands resting on your hips. "Your dick is poking me." Ron hums from above you, resting his chin on your shoulder. "That's because I'm poking you with it. Lift your hips baby." You lift your hips slightly, still to tired to move. Ron chuckles against your skin and uses his hands to lift your hips up more, placing a kiss on your back before softly thrusting his hips forward.
You were still sensitive and a gasp escaped your mouth after he thrusted a second time. Your head rested against the pillows as your eyes rolled back into your head at Ron's soft thrusts. Grunts and groans left Ron's lips as he continued his slow pace, cuddling you and...making...love to you? He groaned into your back as his left hand reached down and touched your clitoris. Your fingers dug into the sheets, your teeth biting into pillows keeping you quiet. It sure seemed like you were over Carl.

Author's Note: I'm thinking about doing a part three to this. What do you guys think?