Smuts (ft. Female Artists I Wanna Make Babies With 🥺💦)

I'm Not Your Toy (Leighade G!P)

Summary:

Jade loves to use Leigh for sex. She manipulates her; makes her succumb easily with a sultry beckon. Leigh's had enough of it.

*From my book nicotine
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I grab her wrists, pushing her until her back collides with the wall. She yelps in pain, arching.

I look into her eyes as she pants slightly. Desire and a hint of fear were inside. I squint, wearing a solemn expression. "What do you want from me? Really, what do you want?" I slowly raise her arms above her head, making her eyes widen.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asks demandingly. I quirk an eyebrow, staying silent. I remove a hand from one of her wrists. Luckily, she stayed in that position. My hand travels down her exposed stomach and I draw random patterns on her abs.

She bites her lip, eyes dark as night. Being bold, I drive my hand lower, hiking her skirt up. I drag my middle finger over her covered heat. She hisses, screwing her eyes shut.

"Hush, Jade. I'm doing what I want, like you do what you want." She gives me this angry look mixed with pleasure since I'm still rubbing her slowly. She bites her lip aggressively. "Stop it, right now, Leigh," I rub her harder and she moans out.

"Fuck!...holy shit," she hits her head on the wall behind her gently. I places soft kisses on her jawline. She sighs, melting into me. I kiss right behind her earlobe, her earring grazing the tip of my nose. She moans and drops her free arm on my shoulder.

"What do you want from me, Jade?" I suck on the spot and she bucks onto my hand. I pull my hand away as soon as she does. She starts to whine, almost on the verge of tears.

"I'm not asking again," I state huskily, a growl in the back of my throat. She says nothing, staring me straight in the eyes. I remove my hand from her center and wrap it around her throat.

She arches, like a shiver went up her spine. She licks her lips and smiles, "I want...to control you." I scoff, boring my eyes into her darkened browns. "I knew from the start," she lets out a sultry chuckle.

The hold I have on her throat tightens slightly and my other hand slips into her sheer, lace panties. "I'm not fucking with you. I will have you a soaked, moaning, weak mess against this wall without the slightest hope of release. You will be begging to cum," I husk into her ear.

She moans in response, breath hitching when I draw little circles on her clit. "Ah, i-is that right?" She says mockingly. I press harder on her clit before moving fast, causing her to dig her nails in my shoulder blade.

"Yes."

"Mm, kinda hard when I have this fiery hold on you."

"Not anymore."

"We're all addicted to something to take the pain away, yes?"

"Yes, and I made that mistake with you."

"You can't quit me, though"

"You don't control me, Jade."

"Fuck...but I do, baby."

I press my lips to hers aggressively, thrusting a finger inside of her. She moans loudly on my lips. I trap her bottom lip between my teeth, chuckle softly.

"I am not your toy, you're mine," I thrust harder into her. Her heat so wet that my thrusts are audible. I groan at the feeling; having her wrapped around my fingers. "Say it, Jade," I grit in her ear. She shakes her head.

"N-n-no!" I stop my actions and she whines again, this time her eyes are watering. "Fuck! Please! I w-want-," I take my hand from her neck.
I grip her hair from the top of her head and she groans in pain.