Concert (cont.)

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Last part. On with the smut.

(Y/n) gasped as he entered her. Ian stopped his movement, letting her adjust to the two of them becoming one. Her hands were soon on his lower back, letting him know he could continue. He slowly filled her up, then pulled out, and then back in again. He was slowly pumping into her, (y/n) legs squeezed his midsection and her tight walls clenched around him, producing a groan of pleasure relief from his lips.

His pace was fast now, (y/n) could not brace herself for his impact, therefore she could only lay there and take it. He looked up at her face, he gripped her hips and began bucking against her hard, filling her up with each thrust. She was moaning uncontrollably, she knew she was on the brink of her second orgasm. He was sloppily pumping now, his orgasm nearing as well.

After they both came, he remained inside her as he lay on top of her, both of them breathing heavily. Ian lifted his head to look down at her and gave her a tender kiss. "Let's take a shower." With that he carried her to the bathroom, sat her on the edge of the tub and turned on the shower. She felt that she couldn't get enough of him that night. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, her tongue plunging into his mouth. Ian responded by massaging his tongue with hers. He could feel her breasts pressed to him and her nipples hardened against his chest. He put a hand on her breast and squeezed, then leaned down and put his lips around her bud. He licked the material, earning a soft moan from her. His tongue left a trail up her chest and ended when he kissed her neck.

Her hands pressed on his chest as she backed away from him. She grabbed the lufa and the body wash. She put the soapy object to his chest and began to wash him, leaving little bubbles all over him. She kissed his lips and went over his shoulders with the lufa. "Turn around," she ordered and now his strong back was to her. She washed his back, silently admiring his hard muscles, her knees felt weak. Ian turned around "my turn."

He washed over her breasts, stomach, and then kneeled to wash down her legs. After that, he stood up, made her turn to face the water and slowly ran the lufa over her shoulders and down her back. He softly massaged her butt watching the bubbles cascade down her curves. He stood up as the water rinsed all the bubbles off of her.

They got out of the shower and he wrapped a towel around her. "You have something for me to sleep in?" (Y/n) asked, looking at him. "Yeah." He walked out of the bathroom, back to the bedroom and pulled a t shirt out of a dresser drawer. She pulled over her head as he walked over to get into the bed. "You sleeping naked?" "Yeah it's comfortable" he said playfully.

His arm was around her and her head rested in his chest in bed. Her fingers lazily danced along his skin, absentmindedly feeling his chest hair. She wrapped her arm over him and nuzzled closer to his neck. Listening to his heartbeat, she fell asleep having never felt so content in her life.

A/N- I hope this doesn't suck too bad!

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