Run to You

7

I straddle Scott's lap, grinding down lightly against his growing bulge. He growls, sliding his hands under my thighs and standing up, his lips never leaving mine as he carries me to the bedroom, pinning me down against the mattress. His lips part from mine, moving down to my neck. As he bites down on the soft skin, I moan loudly. I feel him smirk against my skin.

"You like that?" I nod, my breath hitching as his mouth moves down to my collarbones, marking me there as well. "I think you're wearing too many clothes," he breathes against my damp skin.

"Let's change that," I respond without thinking, blushing as he smiles and pulls my shirt off, immediately attacking one of my sensitive nipples. I arch my back as I feel his teeth graze my nipple. "Holy fuck, Scott," I groan.

There's the pop of a bottle opening, and seconds later, I feel one of Scott's slick fingers tease at my entrance. I whimper, trying to push back onto his finger, but he uses his other hand to hold my body still.

"Shh, let me take care of you," he whispers, his hot breath against my skin making me shiver. I let out a soft cry as he adds a second finger. "You're so fucking tight," he growls, working me open. I try to squirm, but he just keeps holding me down. By the time he gets to the third finger, I can't wait any longer.

"Please," I whine, staring up at him. He smirks teasingly.

"Please what?"

"Please fuck me, Scott," I beg. "I need you." He leans down to kiss my lips one more time before pulling his fingers out of me. The emptiness makes me squirm with anticipation. "Please," I breathe again as he strips. I feel the head of his cock nudging into me, and I let out a soft whine at the pleasant burn at the stretch, tensing a little. He's so fucking big.

"You okay, Princess?" I nod, biting my lip. "Good. Let me know if you want me to stop." He keeps slowly sliding in until he's finally buried to the hilt. He stays there for a moment, waiting for me to adjust to his size.

"Move," I gasp. He starts slowly thrusting into me. I let out a low moan, pushing my hips back onto him. "More." Scott definitely doesn't need to be asked twice. The second I ask for more, he pulls almost all the way out before slamming back into me, setting a brutal pace. I whimper underneath him.

"God, your so fucking tight, Mitchy. So good."

By now, I'm a whimpering, moaning, mess. Scott leans down for a hot, sloppy kiss, wrapping a fist around my leaking cock.

"Come for me," he growls against my lips. And I do.

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I sip a cup of coffee, my hair still damp from my second shower of the day. Scott sits on the couch next to me, still shirtless. I blow on the coffee in an attempt to cool it.

"So... you never told me anything about what you did while I was gone." He tenses up. "You don't have to," I quickly add. "But if you feel ready to talk about it, I'm here to listen." He nods, nibbling at his bottom lip. "You know, never mind. I shouldn't have brought it up. I-" He puts a hand on mine.

"Shh. It's okay. It's just a hard topic." He takes a deep breath. "I kept the same career. I still sing. But after you left, I barely left my house. I was in a bad place. I started drinking more and more, until it got to the point I was rarely sober." He pauses. "And then I met Kyle." I freeze for a second, before continuing to drink my coffee. "He seemed so perfect for me. He was kind, funny, attractive... I fell for him." He starts to choke up, and I squeeze his hand.

"Hey. It's okay."

"We weren't dating for long. Only a couple months. But he helped me get back on my feet, and kick my drinking habit. Eventually, he asked to move in together. But I couldn't." He shakes his head. "You'd always been my roommate. It didn't feel right to move in with him. We had a big fight over it. He claimed that I didn't deserve him if I wasn't willing to go outside of my comfort zone to be with him. Then he stormed out of my house. I called him, but he wouldn't answer, so a few days later, I drove to his house to apologize. I walked in on him with another guy. He cheated on me, so I broke up with him."

"Oh, sweetie. I'm sorry." I hug him.

"So that's pretty much all that's happened since you were gone. Now, could you fill me in on what happened with you?"