Jeffrey Dean Morgan Collection

Bakery Beauty Pt4

Special request for Chuckyegg.
You reminded me how much I loved writing this story.

Negan slowly pushed the door closed behind him as Valentina pulled him in to her apartment. With a sudden rush of confidence Valentina pushed him up against the wall, capturing his lips with her own in a heated, passion filled kiss leaving the two of them breathless.

"Fuck..." Negan groaned. "Here I was trying to be a gentleman, walking you to your door and kissing you goodnight" he teased.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. And I didn't want this night to be over yet" Valentina smiled shyly.

"You and me both Beautiful" he grinned as he kissed softly at her neck, making her shiver in the best kind of way.

"Negan" she moaned in a low breathy whisper, and god if the sound didn't do things to him. Flipping them around he pinned her to the wall with his tall frame, his lips exploring her exposed collarbone, sucking light hickeys into her pale skin. "Shit..." she panted as her body trembled with want and anticipation. Negan grabbed her behind her thighs with his large hands, lifting her up onto him as he held her against the wall with his hips, her dress riding up as she wrapped her thighs around him. His very evident manhood pressed against her as he kissed her deeply.

"V.... shit Sweetheart... are you sure about this? Coz If we go any further I ain't gonna be able to hold back" Negan growled lowly as he nipped at her neck.

"I want you Negan..." she moaned breathlessly.

"Bedroom?" He asked in between kisses.

"That way" Valentina smiled as she pointed to the hall.

Negan carried her effortlessly down the hall and into her bedroom where he sat on the edge of her bed with her straddling his lap. His hands roamed her body, dipping beneath her dress as he pushed it further up her hips, exposing her red lace panties.

"Last chance to back out" he whispered as he held the hem of her dress in his hands.

"As if I would want to" she smiled. Negan kissed her hard before unzipping the back of her dress and sliding the straps off her shoulders. He helped her to her feet and she shimmied out of it, the garment falling to the floor in a puddle of red and white.

Valentina stood before him in her matching red lace bra and panties. "Jesus fucking Christ you are delicious" he smiled as he licked his lips in that torturously sexy way.

Hooking his fingers into the waist band of her panties he pulled her closer, his warm lips pressed against her flat stomach as his hands cupped her ass. Valentina ran her fingers through his hair, tilting his head backwards so she could kiss his lips. One by one she slowly undid the buttons on his shirt before pushing it off his shoulders and down his toned arms. She admired the array of tattoos scattered across his tanned skin and the dusting of dark hair on his chest and a little on his stomach. He was the epitome of  sexy.

She slid her hands down his muscular arms, and as she reached his hands she laced her fingers with his and pulled him to his feet. He was much taller than her, she found it a little intimidating but at the same time really hot. Negan bent down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Valentina grabbed at his pants, undoing his belt buckle as well as the button on his pants and slid down the zip. Slowly she slid his trousers down over his ass and they dropped to the floor. He kicked his way out of them along with his shoes, cupping her face with his hands he kissed her deeply. Reaching around he unclasped her bra and slid the straps down her arms, tossing it aside.

"Oh fucking hell..." he groaned as he took in the sight of her bare chest. "You're damn beautiful V" he whispered making her blush.

Valentina hooked her fingers into the waistband of Negan's boxers and gave him a questioning, shy kind of look.