Badboy
(Y/N POV):
His hands rest on my hips as our tongues explore each other's mouths. My fingers tug at the curls I love so much, the curls that always bounce back when I pull them. My body and mind can't react fast enough as he rips the black dress off of me, shreds of it falling into the floor. Our lips press harder against each other, both of us working to get his suit off. In less than a minute, my legs are wrapped around his waist as he carries me upstairs. He holds me up by my thighs, his soft lips trailing kisses along my neck and collar bone. His tongue glides across my skin, his teeth grazing it lightly. Small moans escape my lips as he sucks my soft spot, leaving a love bite. He drops me on the bed, quickly getting on top of me. His name leaves my lips in the form of a moan when I feel him thrust in me. I can feel myself stretch out as his hips slam into mine with every thrust. His muscles are flexed every time he moves, sweat glistening on his skin. The moans become more frequent, getting louder with every movement he makes. Almost an hour of pleasure, moaning, kissing, and love passes before we both release. Our panting is heard throughout the room, echoing off of the walls and into the darkness. "I love you, (y/n)..." His minty breath fans against my ear as he speaks, small goosebumps raised along my skin.
