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

Wonder What [He] Thinks Of Me (Lerrie)

Leigh-Anne

"We... have to stop," I say breathlessly while her lips come in contact with my flushed skin. "We do, don't we?" She hums, her lips planting soft lingering kisses on my sweet spot.

"Fuck," I moan quietly when she kissed my pulse. "But do you wanna stop?" She asks as my breath fans over her neck. "N-No," I answer, my body's in flames. I'm actually so hot, I'm breaking a sweat.

Her fingers then dance patterns on the small of my back, sending shivers down my spine.

"When will he be home?"

"Six," I answer, wanting more than anything for her to take me.

I know I'm more than just "taken", but there's something about my neighbor that sparks a fire that only she can put out.

This first started when she helped me with my groceries in the middle of her afternoon run. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her and once the last of the food made it to the kitchen, we were fucking against the table.

After that, we kept going.

Granted, she's also in a relationship, but that day, we belonged to each other.

But our men believe we're just close friends. I know it's wrong, but holy fuck she's good in every aspect of the word.

She licks her lips then presses me against my fridge, one hand beside my head and the other going to the front of my jeans.

"Oh, so we have a little time," she chuckles sexily while working on my belt. Her eyes were locked on mine throughout the task until it was finally undone. I glance down to see her loosening my button then unzips my zipper.

"Think I can make you cum twice before he walks in the door?" She smirks and I look at her dangerously. "Only one way to find out."

"Say less," her hand dips into my underwear and I hiss, wrapping a hand around her wrist. "Ahh," I grind down on her deft fingers.

"Tell me what you want?" She leaned into my ear to say.

I bite my lip hard, staring into her feverish eyes. "Just fuck me." Her brow twitches and she removes her hand to pull my bottoms and underwear down to my knees.

She comes back up and kisses me then eases a finger inside of me. "Ah," I moan against her lips, my legs turning into jelly. The hand by my head goes to help me regain balance. She adds another finger and curls them in a beckoning motion.

"Ughh," I moan. Her lips pepper kisses on my neck, "Who do you rightfully belong to?" The tone of voice is one I've been acquainted with. It makes me so hot.

"Y-You," I stammer. "Big girl voice, Lee-Lee," she draws circles inside of me.

I close my eyes and rock my hips to match her tempo, but I wanted more.

"You, f-fuck... b-baby, go faster," I breathe out. She hooks one of my legs on her hip before picking up the pace and I follow. I roll my eyes back, while moving my hand from her wrist to her shoulder.

"Oh, shit," I clench around her digits. She starts twisting her wrist while thrusting in and out of me. I moan a little louder, trying not to dig my nails in her skin.