Only Angel [FP Jones x OC]

Thirteen

FP rolled over on top of Seline, curling into her as he held her hips against his. His lips trailed down Seline's neck as she stretched out - once starting, now unable to stop. He couldn't get a hold of his impulses around the girl, despite her age.

As his lips explored the open parts of Seline's skin, his nightstand rattled. She reached her fingers out to grab her phone and sighed heavily as she was it was Veronica.

"Hell...o Ronnie." Seline breathed out as FP's lips brushed over her middle, his teeth scraping against her skin as he peeled her top up.

"Where are you? You're coming home, right?" Her sister started to barrage questions and Seline shut her eyes to refrain from rolling them.

FP trailed slowly down Seline's legs, only to reverse and start licking up her inner thigh.

"I....yes...." Seline sighed heavily, lifting her head to see FP lifting up her skirt and spreading her legs apart.

"How long 'til you're home, Sels?"

Seline thought about it, more so about the older man lapping at her hot thighs before delving between her hips.

"Soon." Seline grit her teeth, trying to keep her composure over the phone.

"How soon?"

She squeezed her eyes shut, reaching to push FP away from her so she could at least catch her breath.

"Twenty minutes." Seline offered, but as she did FP grumbled and grabbed the girl's hips, pulling her further into his hold, "Th-thirty minutes." She whimpered, yet FP wasn't alright with that number.

"F-f-forty-five minutes..." Seline released a shaky breath over the phone before pulling it away from her ear, "Stop..."

FP pulled away from the girl's hips, sitting up on his knees as he licked his lips, "You want me to? 'Cause you can leave."

Seline scrunched her nose at FP, only for him to narrow his eyes. She sat up and pulled him back into a kiss before returning to her sister's call. FP returned to his spot between Seline's legs, hoisting her thighs over his shoulders and delving his tongue deep within her.

"Are you okay?" Veronica asked over the line and Seline shook her head, her hand clamped over her mouth to hide her shaky breath.

"Perfectly fine. An hour, hour and a half tops." She forced out quickly as her stomach lurched at the warmth of FP's mouth.

"I don't know, Seline..."

"I'll do your homework for...for..two weeks-" Seline pulled the phone away from her ear to gasp and moan, her hand over her mouth curling through FP's short hair, her thighs clenching slightly.

"Three." Veronica combatted when Seline returned to the phone.

"Fine." Seline growled through her teeth.

"Alright, I'll stall. I'll see you when you get home."

"Mmmhm." Seline answered, quickly shutting off her phone call and pushing FP away from her.

He curled into his back in a deep chuckle as Seline scoffed. Climbing onto the man's lap, she raked her nails over his chest.

"That wasn't funny."

"Oh come on." He scoffed gruffly, running his fingers through his hair, "It barely makes up for the shit you've pulled but,  I'll take it."

Seline broke into a giggle, pressing her chest to FP's, "Is that punishment? If so, I'll take that more often."

The man shook his head, sighing heavily before hiking his leg up and turning Seline on her back. He rested on his elbows over the girl, staring down at her in the moonlight.

"When I tell you it's the last time, I mean it."

"You'll understand if I don't really believe it." Seline reached to run her thumb along FP's bottom lip.

He snatched at her wrist, gripping it hard before pinning it beside her head, "This time, I mean it, Seline. I...don't want you anymore."

Seline cut her eyes, "You've barely had me."

"Still. I just can't have you around."

The Lodge girl remained unfazed by the man's words, ready for him to orbit back into her hold and press his lips to hers. As he stared down at Seline, FP chewed at his inside cheek, fighting as much as he could from her sultry stare.

After a long stare, Seline reared up on her elbows, invading FP's intimate space, "No more after this, then. If that's what you really want."

While FP shared breaths with Seline, he felt the weight lift from his shoulders at her words. He couldn't help but glance down at her lips before stealing a peck.

"No more after this." He repeated before leaning into the girl again, pulling his boxers down enough to slid his member between her slick thighs. Seline tilted her head back with a breathy moan, her neck elongated and lit by creamy blue and FP grimaced as he tried to keep his pace, already hating the agreement.