I Hate You, Mr. Boss-Man [18+]

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"Oh, Jesse..."

My hands grip onto the frame of the headboard, my teeth clamped down on my lips to suppress my moans as to not wake my roommate. His stubble chafes the tender skin of my inner thighs, burning so good-I'm almost sobbing.

"That feel good, baby?"

So good, earth-shattering, fan-fucking-tastic.

But all I manage to choke out is a whimper, whining-my stomach pulling and spinning. His tongue grazes over my folds, hands squeezing the swell of my ass before tugging me down on his mouth, tongue flattening to lick a broad strip. I gasp, labored breathing, his fingers caressing my thighs as he holds me in place.

Jesse groans against me, the vibration of his voice making one of my hands let go of the frame, diving into his soft locks below-almost pulling at them. "You're so good, Jesse," I whisper, my entire body on fire, burning-scalding with a desperate need to finish. I wanted-needed him inside of me.

"You make the prettiest sounds, sweetheart," He moans softly, licking all that he could. If he wasn't holding me in place, I would've collapsed. "-Could listen to you all day." And I could stay straddling his face all day.

I could feel myself edging closer, my thighs shaking and ready to give out from having to hold myself up. With my forehead resting against the tufted headboard, his nose nudges the hood of my clit before he catches it between his lips, sucking feverishly. The added nip hurtling me straight into a release, my head throwing back in pleasure.

My hips jerk a few times, his tongue lapping a wave of slick as I ride it out. "Atta girl," Jesse growls, a deep noise from within once I let go of his hair, reaching for the headboard once again. I needed some sort of anchor after that. "Such a good girl for me." And he's still using his tongue, ignoring my silent cries at him to stop, to not stop-it was then I felt another curl in the pit of my stomach.

"Don't stop," I groan, grinding against his mouth now, trying to reach another orgasm. "Fuck, it feels so good..." I had to remember to keep quiet since my room was across the hall from Jennifer, the walls almost paper-thin. "Please..."

Jesse was ravenous, sucking and licking, almost eating at me as if he never had a single meal in his life. The pads of fingers digging into my thighs, his moans helping me reach my high faster. I loved hearing his moans, his groans, and the way he panted against me. It was better than any song I'd ever heard, any poem, or quote. He was heaven wrapped in the devil himself, begging to strike a deal and I was willing to sell him my soul.

"Mmm..." Jesse hums, my thighs clamping down on him as I release with a dragged moan, whispering sweet nothings as he guides me to sit on his torso. "You taste so good, sweetheart," He murmurs, the tip of his nose, mouth, and stubble glistening in the dark of my room, the moonlight glimmering behind my curtains giving me a gorgeous view of his face.

I look down at him, somewhat shy at what he had just done. I had never been invited to sit on anyone's face before and, boy, was I reveling in his touch, wanting more. Suddenly, I'm embarrassed-I took advantage, used him to get myself off and I wanted nothing more than to bury myself under the blankets and hide.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" He coos, rubbing my bare thighs, his tongue swiping over his lips a few times to collect my slick back into his mouth.

"I've never done that before," I admit, my cheeks reddening at my confession. I was so glad my room was dark, I didn't want him to see the look on my face. "I mean, I never had-"

Jesse is quick to move under me, flipping the two of us over, his face hovering over mine, rounded eyes staring up at him. "Baby, I'll never get enough of your sweet pussy," He leans down, his eyes boring into mine, a smirk widening. "I'll bury my face between your legs any time you want me to," His lips land on the crook of my neck, sweet kisses peppered on my skin. "But, I should get going," He mentions, but still never leaving my neck-almost as if he were convincing himself to go but failing miserably.