Dolan Imagines ♛

•Prank PT2 ~ G[smut]

Finally

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"Bad girls get punished" he smirked, as his lips replace his hands and he leaves dark purple littered on my chest and he attempts to pull off my shorts.

My shorts are dragged down my legs, and he removes his belt, and his shorts too, leaving us both in our lower underwear.
His black Calvin Klein boxers hug his v-line, and prominently show off his size.

Grayson kisses down my torso, meeting my waist. His teeth tug at my lace panties, and he removes them too.

He goes back to kissing me, his sweet lips on mine, and his hand snakes between my legs.
„So wet" his smirks as my breath hitches, and we both sit up, my hands now toying with the waist and of his boxers, pulling them down.

„Bad girls get punished" he smirks, and gestures to the floor, as he stands up.
I sink to my knees, smirking at him, but inside, gawking at his length.

I swirl my tounge on his tip, and watch his breath in his chest hitch.
„Come on princess" he moans, and he grabs a handful of my hair, pushing my head down his length, before coming back up.
He picked up pace as he guided my head, occasionally my nose hitting his v-line. Several times his muscle grazed the back of my throat, as he thrusted into my mouth, and I came back up for air.
„What a good punishment" he whimpers, between moans, his hand reaching fown and toying with my nipple as my head goes forward and back, occasionally choking on his large length.
„You like that?" he smirks, pulling me by my head off of him. I knod, catching my breath.
He squeezed my chest
„Use your words"
„Yes, Grayson, i love it" i whimpered, and he pulled me up by my hair.

„Bad girls have to do what i want" he smirks, pushing me onto his bed.
„Hands and knees" his says, spanking me, and I shake my ass slighty, sticking my tounge out.
I feel one large hand on my waist, and I feel his length tease my folds.
I moan slighty, and feel a tight yank on my hair, pulling my head back.
„No moaning" he grins, and with that, I feel his push into me.
I grab the sheets, balling up my fists. It's been a while since we'd had sex.
He started slow. Shallow thrusts that teased my g spot, and I tried to focus more on the sting when he hit me than the pleasure he was giving me, in order not to moan.
He soon picked up the pace: his thrusts becoming deeper and faster, and grazed my spot each time, making my eyes roll.
I let out a soft moan, gasping as I realise my mistake.
He grabs my hair, and leans towards me. „What did I say?" he says, spanking me again.

He pulls out, and I whimper from the loss of contact. I feel his large hands grasp my waist, and flip me over, onto my back.
He pushes my thighs apart, and stares at my heat.
„How pretty," he moans, „even prettier with me inside you" he smirks, and pushes himself back into me.
He doesn't gradually speed up, instead continuously fast pushing himself in and out of me, taking me to euphoria.

„Gray, im going to - „ he stops me, his hand sneaking around my throat.
„No you're not"
„Gray-„
„Bad girls aren't allowed to" he says, pushing in and out of me and I focus on his tightening grip on my throat.

I couldn't help it, as I felt relief and ecstasy wash over my body, releasing.
Grayson pulls out, cumming on my stomach as he moans.

„What did I say, babygirl?" he raises an eyebrow, grabbing a tissue from the bedside table, wiping my stomach for me.
„Sorry" I smile at him, looking at the desk.

„Gray"
„Yes princess?" he kissed my lips.

„The cameras still on"

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My first proper smut - should I do more?