wallflower, blooming

-i

(Song: Say It Again, H.E.R)

   "Man, Abel, how many times I gotta tell you? I'm not fucking any other boy." You roll your eyes at Abel's accusation of a certain guy (this guy in particular, he was not a fan of) liking your photo on Instagram. "Well, obviously he's tryna get a piece." Abel replies, turning the wheel of the car sharply. "Abel, if we get in a car accident because of your childishness-"

   "You'll what? Be dead?"

   You huff loudly, crossing your arms across your chest tightly. Suddenly, you begin thinking to yourself how... attractive Abel is when he's upset. You bite your lip as you think of the angry sex you two could possibly have if you initiated it. "Baby, you know I don't get naughty for anybody." You purr quietly, reaching your arm over to his pants, trailing your slender fingers up his thigh.

   "(Y-" He begins to say your name but you place your finger over his lips. "Shh. You can use that mouth in other ways." You begin to kiss his neck gently, gradually becoming rougher with your tongue movements, leaving deep purple bruises. You feel Abel's free hands grab your thigh roughly to the point where it hurts. "Ow," You whine. "Shut up." He turns the car off, pulled off onto the side of the road, where there's a parking area for a trail near the area. "Get in the back." Abel mutters, searching through the console of his car. He grabs a condom and then gestures at you to get in the back. Abel steps out the door and opens the back door, stepping inside. 

    The Montreal sky is now darkened from the twilight, the city lights gleaming in the distance. Your club outfit glittering in the streetlights. The air is cold and crisp, leaving you with a sense of refreshment. Abel, who's wrist and neck are iced the fuck out, looks sexier than ever on top of you. He kisses your neck while pulling your panties off, not bothering to take off your dress. He places your legs over his shoulders gently, but roughly grabs your ass.

    "Someone wet." He says as he runs a finger down your slit, holding it up to your mouth so you could lubricate them for him. You suck his fingers gently, looking into his eyes while you do it. "Fuck," You hear him whisper. He takes his fingers back down and pushes them inside you, curling them. You gasp and grab a handful of his hair. His lips barely touch your clit before you moan out, "Baby, please." 

   Abel runs his tongue up & down your womanhood before pushing it inside you roughly. "Oh, baby! Yes.." You say quietly. "I can't hear you." He says, pulling back. "I'm not doing this to hear yo ass be quiet, I wanna hear you hollering." Abel smacks your ass roughly. You moan loudly, listening to his words. "That's better." He replies, reattaching his lips to your lower lips. 

    You feel your thighs growing numb, and you know you're close. It's barely been five minutes, you aren't letting down this easy. You hold your climax back with every fiber in your body, begging Abel to go deeper with his tongue. "You still haven't came yet baby? I must not be doing a good job?" Abel's voice softens. "Yes baby, yes you're doing so good. I want more." You tug his hair, pushing it back down towards your womanhood. "Mm," he moans, the vibration being the last straw. 

    "Oh, gosh.. I'm close. Stop." You try pushing him back, but he grabs your hips and holds you down on his lips. "Come in Daddy mouth." He smirks. You arch your back and dig your nails into the leather seats, releasing yourself without control. 

   "Baby.." You whisper. "Hm?" He asks, slipping your panties back on for you. "I want this." You murmur, grabbing his dick through his suit pants. 

   "Ion feel like giving it right now, to be honest with you, (Y/N). Maybe tonight if you don't get on my nerves." Abel shrugs. You nod, not wanting Abel to feel forced to fuck you. It's never fun when only you want it, Abel would just have on that boring face the whole time. 

    You and him both climb into your original seats, and Abel continues the drive home. "I love your tongue, Daddy." You smile. "I know you do, this tongue finna be down your throat the second we get home. I need your sweet lips." He laughs softly. 

    And sure enough, once you two stepped in the door, Abel's lips were on yours. It wasn't an overly-sexual makeout, just one that made both of you feel good. Your tongue met up with his, swirling around it. His was synchronized with yours, as if he knew even your tongue movements. He grabs your ass gently, pulling you closer to him. You both pull back, you smiling at him.

   "Let's head to bed, huh? I gotta big day tomorrow, it's studio day." He smiles at you, kissing your cheek and slapping your ass roughly. You squeal in response, hitting him playfully. Abel looks from where you hit him and slowly looks at you. He then grabs you and throws you over his shoulder, carrying you to the bedroom. 

   You kick and pound your hands. "Abeeee!" You laugh, giving up and going limp. He throws you gently on the bed, pulling your dress off you. For a moment, you thought he'd dick you down. 

    Instead, he throws you your pink silky pajama set. "Goodnight, love." He smiles, kissing your forehead and walks into the bathroom.

   You hop up. "Babyyyyyyy-" You whine, following him into the bathroom.

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                                                  Alright, so that's it for Chapter One.
                                    No, this book will not just be smut, but smut will
                                     definitely be included in this. Hope you enjoyed. -xx