Ride - Sweetpea Fanfiction

XX - Unknown

Chloe's POV:

"Mmmm" I licked the syrup off of my finger. Can't make pancakes without trying the produce first. Since Sweetpea was always a lazy ass and never got out of bed in time, I had to take us grocery shopping. We never had time to go out to eat breakfast.
My skin prickled with goosebumps as I felt his arms wrap around me, even with the fabric of his t shirt separating us from us touching.
"Mmmmm" he moaned into my ear. "I don't think you need to wear your own clothes, you look so good in mine."

I swear the sound of his voice in the morning was enough to form a pit in my stomach. And not in a bad way.
He spun me around to face him with one large hand on the small of my back and he pressed a small kiss to my lips. I whimpered when he pulled away; it was not enough. I suddenly saw his eyes cloud over.
"Fuck" he whispered, and pushed his lips to mine with much more force. I tangled my fingers into his hair, having no intention of letting him pull away this time.
I felt him lean behind me and turn the stove off. He cupped my bare ass cheeks where his shirt had lifted up. "Jump" he said "the damn pancakes can wait."
"But I'm hungry" I pouted.
"So am I" he smirked, and I jumped without complaint.

I cried out when he slammed me against his bedroom wall, not detaching his lips from my neck. I ignored the pain in my back, wrapping my legs tighter around him.
"How are you so fucking hot" he panted, rolling his hips against mine. I let out a soft moan again and he began to slide his hands under the shirt I was wearing.
When he pressed his hips against me again, I whimpered. "Sweetpea, just do something, please."
He pulled it off, leaving me just in my panties. He began to attack my chest with kisses, leaving me panting and even more desperate for him. He pulled his own t shirt over his head, shaking out his hair where it had been messed up. Literally the sight of him was too much.

We heard the door open just as I started pulling down his underwear. "Fuck" he cursed under his breath. He set me down on the ground.
"You here bro?" I could hear fangs in the trailers kitchen.
"Yeah gimme a minute." Sweetpea said, adding "asshole" quietly under his breath.

"You go see your friend" I smirked. "I can take care of myself". I walked over and lay on his bed, removing my underwear. I spread my legs and started touching myself.
At first I was glancing up at him through my eyelashes, a smirk on my face as his eyes were glued to me, unblinking.
I could see every ounce of his resolve melting away slowly.

I didn't take long before I had to close my eyes, I knew I wouldn't last long.
Suddenly, my hand was batted away and I could feel his warm tongue pressed against me.
"Fuck" I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair. "Sweetpea, shit."
He hummed against me; the vibrations went straight through to my core and I threw my head back. "Oh my god, I'm gonna come." I felt the pressure released and I screamed out his name, not caring who could hear me.

He didn't stop, he just carried on swirling his tongue on my clit, and the next thing I knew I could feel two of his fingers inside me. I bit back my scream as I felt my second orgasm coming already. God, the things this boy did to me.
"Don't do that, I don't care if Fangs can hear. I wanna hear you." He said, as he started to kiss and bite the inside of my thighs.
When he added another finger with the first two, I screamed his name at the top of my lungs. His finger started to stroke my g-spot and I couldn't hold back any longer.

"Oh my god, fuck!" And with that I came all over his fingers. He rode me through my orgasm and then raised his fingers to my mouth.
"Suck" he said and I didn't even hesitate. He growled low as I swirled my tongue around his fingers. I kissed him, and I could taste my arousal still lingering on his lips.
"God, Fangs has the worst timing" he groaned, adjusting himself in his shorts.
"He waited this long, what's another 5 minutes?" I said, sitting up. I pressed my lips to his and he didn't object, laying me back on the bed with him on top of me.

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When we finally emerged, after taking slightly longer than 5 minutes, Fangs was sitting at the table stuffing his mouth with pancakes.
"Figured I'd help myself, since you two already were. I'd have put on the TV to drown out the sound but I couldn't find the remote." He looked genuinely disgusted. I blushed and kept quiet while Sweetpea just laughed, picking up a pancake from Fangs' plate and tossing it into his mouth.
"I came because we have that stuff to take care of" Fangs told SP, eyeing me apprehensively.

I rolled my eyes. "Fangs, its fine" I said, just as my phone went off in my pocket.

Unknown:
Wonder what else Sweetpea's keeping from you, aren't you?

I instantly panicked a little.
When I looked up from my phone, Sweetpea and Fangs were both looking at me.
"Everything ok?" Pea asked, putting his hand on my arm. I tried not to lean into his touch.
"Yeah, yeah." I replied. "Everything's just fine. It's my mom, they're bringing Eddie home today, I have to go help."

I ignored the way Sweetpea's arm tensed when I said Ed's name; he really is trying not to hate my brother so much, and Ed's the same.
"I'm just gonna take a shower real quick and I'll be out of your hair." I said, with a pointed look at Fangs. "You may resume your business." And I pecked Sweetpea on the cheek.

When I was safely in the shower, hot water trying it's very best to cleanse away my sins (let's be honest, wouldn't happen even if the shower sprayed out holy water), I finally let my mind wander a little. Who could be sending me these texts? Even more, what do they know about Sweetpea that I don't. I shook my head, trying to put the thought out of my mind. Just some asshole trying to scare me. Cheryl probably found out and thinks she's funny. At least I hoped that was it.