Smut book

My addiction is you.

Cara sat on the edge of her bed, legs crossed and staring at the brown, cracked oak door. Her blue eyes shone in the dim lighting from the lamp on her table, spilling out all the emotions she was feeling in that one moment like a poisonous gas. She knew as soon as he came through the door her confidence would leave, his breathtaking eyes and smile stopping her from taking what she wanted; control.

The door opened and she tilted her head slightly, hair falling to reveal part of her neck. His hair wasn't neat like usual, it was scruffy, and the bags under his eyes were visible. He was stressed, so stressed he didn't even send a glance in her direction until he had sat down. Clicking his neck and sighing, he looked to his side at her and gave her a half smile, eyes drooping.

"Hey." The word dropped so quickly she tried to pick it back up by wrapping a hand around the nape of his neck, stroking gently.
"Hey baby, how was your day?" His smile faltered and he leant into her touch. He didn't reply, only moved his body closer to hers and rested his head on her lap. Seeing him like this, weaker; ignited something in Cara. Her confidence. The confidence she needed to take control in bed. He's usually well presented, a guy you wouldn't want to mess with.

Taking a risky advantage, knowing what mood he was in, she wanted to make him feel better; satisfy his needs. Her hand moved slowly, gently down his back, round to his lower stomach and drew circles. She leant backwards, running her hand through his hair, pulling him up gently so his head was in the crook of her neck. His arms wrapped loosely around her waist, lips pressing against her neck and let out a deep breath. She was getting to him, and they both liked it. She moved, slowly but swiftly and found herself straddling him. The look in his eyes had changed, dark and lustful to match hers. She brought her lips close to his, painfully teasing him by brushing them together, but not completely. She smiled, pushing the hair out of her face and whispered.

"I want you, and I'm having you my way." He grinned, resting his arms behind his head and looked over her body.

"I'm all yours baby." She pressed her lips lightly to his, pulling away and wrapping her hands around his neck, biting into his jaw. She circled her hips down onto him, beginning to feel his cock getting hard. She revelled in the thought of riding him, taking him how she wanted. She leant backwards, tugging at the top of her blouse and pulling it over her head, her red laced bra showing off her breasts. The two were enjoying each others bodies being so intimately close. 

She grabbed at his shirt, pulling it off and pressing her lips to his chest, neck, jaw then finally deepening the kiss they shared earlier. She slid her tongue over his, earning a deep breath in response. Tilting her head and pushing down onto his crotch she fiddled with her zipper, sliding her hands into her jeans and biting his lower lip. She spun around, her back facing him as she pulled her jeans down, ass in his face as he grabbed it hard, slapping it and she gasped. Sitting back onto him she slid her panties down, bringing her own hand down to her pussy leaning back onto his chest for him to watch. He tried to move his hand to touch her but only got as far as her stomach, as she grabbed his wrist and let out a moan as her finger slid inside herself. He sunk his teeth into her neck, sucking and biting harshly as she bucked her hips and shook, a moaning mess above him. Her ecstasitic cries rang out and she came on her fingers, pulling them out and sliding them over his lips.

"Do you want to taste me, baby?" He gripped her hand and moved his lips over her fingers, sucking on them, tasting her cum. She turned around again to face him, standing him up with her and pulling down his sweats, his hard cock springing free and she licked her lips.

"Fuck I love how good you look." She moaned out her words, two fingers sliding over the tip as her hand gripped the base of his cock, tongue gliding up his shaft. He shuddered visibly, head throwing back as she took him whole in her mouth. She pulled her head back slightly, sucking his cock with as much effort as she could. closing her eyes she could taste pre-cum leak out and she smirked. Standing back up slowly she took his cock in her hand and her other hand around his neck, guiding him onto the bed and crawling on top of him. She ground herself against his lower body, pressing her face into his neck, moving up enough to rub her pussy over the top of his cock, sliding down slowly and back up again.

No waiting, she wanted him and she wanted him now. She slid down, hard and fast, taking him as deep as her pussy could. She whimpered softly, hands rested on his chest as they looked into each others eyes, she began to move her hips, grinding onto his cock and riding him hard. Their lips connected roughly as she rode his dick, moaning louder each time she slammed down onto him.

"Fuck, you're so deep in me." He gripped her sides, slamming up into her, both their heads thrown back as she grabbed onto his thighs and clawed at them. She bounced down with every thrust he made, Cara and Jack in pure ectasy. Turning around she spread her legs wide over his, leaning forward and gripping the table as she fucked down onto him, whining and panting. She threw him a look over her shoulder, straight into his eyes as her face contorted in pleasure when she pushed down harder and ground on him.

"Oh you feel so good baby i want you to fuck me like your whore." As the words left her mouth he grabbed her sides, lifting her up and laying her on her back, left leg over his right shoulder. His eyes changed again, darker once more. She felt herself pooling and dripping wet with excitement as he slid in slowly, leaning down and kissing her gently, moving in and out. As her moans grew louder her eyes grew wide when he put a hand over her mouth and thrusted in hard, but slow. Each thrust earned a squeak or moan from the beautiful girl beneath him. He sped up the pace, moving his hand to her throat and pounding into her, as deep as he could get and she scratched and gripped at the sheets just above her head.

She loved the feel of him inside her, close and personal but rough and naughty. She'd already came three times, fucking in a pool of her own cum, she looked up at him, moans and deep hot breaths being exchanged as the nearly lovers grew even more heated, close to the edge. Her hands slid into his hair and pulled him down gently, whispering into his ear as he slammed into her tight pussy.

"Oh baby, yes, you're my fucking addiction."  He let out a deep sigh, pressing his lips to hers as they came, she could feel his hot cum spilling inside of her, his cock pulsating. They lay together for a short while, keeping body warm at a high, passion radiating off of them.

"Who do I belong to?" He looked at her with a small smile.

"Me. And I you. Always."