Footballer Smuts

Your winner - Julian Draxler Smut

With the widest smile on both of our faces, we head to the bedroom. I rested my head on the crook of Julian's shoulder and his fingers ran down my arms, intertwining our hands, slowly lifting them to wrap around the back of his neck. I tilted my head in the direction of his lips and his tongue flicked out, licking along my lips. I moaned and closed my eyes.

Julian's mouth opened against mine and he teases his tongue against mine. His calloused hands skimmed around my ribs and grasped my breast as I broke away on a hiss.

He edges his hands down to my panties, he slipd it under the waistband and straight along my heat. With a breathy voice he states, "Jesus Christ, baby. You're always ready for me."

The feeling of his fingers dipping inside my heat made me to roll my head and moan, clutching onto his hair for balance.

"I'm gonna make you come, Y/n. I'm gonna celebrate with you" he said as his thumb flicked over my bud of nerves.

"Fuck!" I shouted as my hips began to rock, working against his groin.

His teeth held on to my shoulder as I became lost in the euphoric sensations.

"I love you, baby."

"Fuck baby yess"

He added in a third finger, earning him a scream. "I want to hear you scream for me baby. Tell them I'm the champion. Your champion" He thrust even harder. Rolling my head back, he kissed my collarbone then leading upwards, adding pressure to both areas.

He bit down harder on my skin and with a final drag of his fingers, whispered, "Come for me, Y/n"

White sparks blotted my vision as I used the strength of his body to stay on my feet. He brought me down slowly towards the bed, kissing up my neck. He withdrew his hands and in one pull, ripped my lace black panties in two, throwing it to the ground.

"Turn."

I did as instructed and watched as his nostrils flared. Reaching behind, Julian unbuttoned his shirt slowly, his lean torso glistening in the glow of the streetlamp across the house.

Julian's rough hands pulled down my arms and he pushed me back from beautiful view. "Now..." His face lit up with lust. "Take them off." He pointed down at the zip of his trousers.

My heart picked up speed at his command, and I untied the knot, gently pulling on the zipper, my knuckles brushing against his erection.

He watched my every move, his jaw tensing with every slight graze.

"Pull them down and get on your knees."

I gripped the waist and yanked them over his muscled legs. He sprung loose against my cheek and I nuzzled against his flesh. I lifted my head and met his gaze as he towered over me.

"Suck me until I tell you to stop."

Saliva pooled in my mouth, licking slowly up his stem. Julian hissed in response. My lips devoured him and I lurched forward, swallowing him down my throat.

"Fuck!" he shouted, gripping my hair as he pushed back and forth, his flesh swelling in my mouth.

The harder he gripped, the harder I sucked and deeper I took. His pulsing encouraging me to keep going. I could feel him getting ready to shoot. I looked up making sure to maintain eye contact.

"Fuckkk Y/n" he bellowed as his cum spills in my mouth. Like a champ I swallowed it all, earning a lustful grunt.

He lifts me up and lays me on my back. He kisses me tenderly whilst angling his body with mine. His kisses go south, down my neck and across my chest. I can feel his thriving tip poke the place that yearns for him.