Warning: Strong language and intimacy. Intimacy is just a part of life though. Don't read if you don't feel you are mature mentally. Otherwise enjoy 😏
He places his hands either side of my hips and smooths his thumbs over my hip bones, peppering my shoulder with kisses and giving my ass a gentle squeeze. Loving my body with the the caress of his hands and touch of his lips.
The kisses become longer and more sensual as Malcolm works his way up to my neck, grazing his teeth along the place that makes me gasp.
I respond by bucking my hips subconsciously, pressing myself against him so that I can feel it.
"I need you to take these off."
I whimper, tugging down at the waistband of his pants.
"Not yet Babydoll." He says, picking me up and placing me on my bed.
"Please." I beg him, looking at him lustfully.
"Ariana, I'm worried if I take off my clothes there is literally no self-control left in me to stop me fucking you hard."
"Fuck." I murmur under my breath. The way he's looking at me really turns me on. I spread my legs in front of him and slip one hand down to my pussy, throwing my head back as a rub myself sensually. I know that this sight must fill him with desire.
"Fuck me Malcolm."
"Ari I don't want to disrespect you like that."
"Malcolm. I can see that you want it." It's unfair that I'm the only one with no clothes on.
I arch my back in a second attempt.
It works.
He takes of his shirt off and I hear the zipper of his pants come down. I smirk in achievement. He makes me feel so fucking dangerous and alluring.
"Lay still." He orders me, placing on hand around my wrists and pinning my arms above my head.
The feel of his sweet breath on my neck makes my nipples go hard. As he kisses me, his other hand finds my pussy. I gasp as he presses down on my clitoris. His mouth pays attention to each of my breasts, as he swirls his tongue around and grazes his teeth against my nipples.
"Malcom—"
"Ari." He hums back, his voice vibrating on my skin and giving me shivers.
There is something about the way he looks too, covered in blond hairs and masculine almost animalistic in stature that makes me feel some type of deep dark lust towards him.
He slips his middle finger inside of me and pumps to test my wetness.
"You are so so wet Babydoll." He slips his finger out and I let out a small protest.
Suddenly he is right above me and my heart begins to race. His large green eyes twinkle in anticipation.
In one swift motion he reaches for my bedside draw where his condoms our kept.. extra safe and .. extra large.
"Ariana, you are blushing. What's wrong angel?"
"Nothing. Just thinking."
I am overwhelmed with lust once more as he teases me. Pressing his manhood up against my entrance and pushing in slightly only to pull back out again.
"Malcom!"
He smirks at me. Enjoying my frustration. I give him my large goo-goo eyes and flutter my lashes in a desperate attempt to get him inside of me.
"Pleaseee" I mewl.
This time he pushes in for good, we both moan in pleasure. My eyes close as I arch my back but I can feel his gaze on my face.
"Alright beautiful?" He asks in a low, gentle voice.
"Mmmm..." I smile
He pushes deeper.
"Fucck."
"Malcom—"
"Yes love."
"Fuck me harder."
It all happens so suddenly, he flips my body over and takes me to the edge of the bed so he is standing. I'm on my hands and knees on top of the sheets, wondering what he is doing back there.
His soft hands grip at my ass and suddenly he's in me again. This time my body moves as he pumps me from behind. His panting becomes heavier and he gets quicker, gripping my ass tighter. My fingers grip the sheets as I call out his name, pleading that he doesn't stop.
He curses under his
breath. The impact of each pulse runs through my body and my eyes glaze over. All I feel is pleasure and the sound of his body against mine gets louder.
" I think - I'm- I'm cumming."
He flips me over once more so I am on my back and he is above me. His movements are deeper that ever as he takes me over the edge, calling out his name.
He muffles my cry with a long kiss, but doesn't stop fucking me until he cums inside of me, pushing up inside me until I almost hit my head on the bedpost.
"Malcolm" I gasp breathlessly. "I love you."
My arms wrap around his neck and I hug him tight as we slowly recover. He has flipped us over so that I am laying on his chest.
"I love you too. So much Ariana. So much babydoll."
We lay together like that, for what seemed like an eternity of bliss.
" I never feel more safe when I am in your arms." I tell him.
His green eyes sparkle as he kisses my lips.
"And I never feel more whole when I am with you, Ariana Grande-Butera."
He runs his fingers through my dark hair, caresses my golden skin.
"You wanna go to sleep now babydoll?"
I look down at him mischievously, shaking my head. "No, I have an idea." I say in my sexy voice.
He gives me an inquisitive but excited look.
"Are there any more condoms?" I ask.
"Yes baby. In the draw."
I sit in lap and slip a condom over his erect-manhood. I look at it in awe for a moment.
Our eyes meet as my lips touch it, running my tongue over his shaft and watching his eyes roll back in pleasure.
The rest of our night was wild.
