Mabuhay! Welcome! and bună! (FOR THE SECOND DAMN TIME)
These oneshots are only intended for the Winters Children, Stans who stan the Stan (if that even made sense) but these stories are for those who aren't exactly innocent as they think they are.
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You grinned, zipping down your skirt and shimmying out of your clothes. Leaving your black underwear and bra on. "You gonna hit it from the back?"
Chase Collins rolled his eyes, acting like a pent up bitch that you oh-so-love.
"You're one word away from having your anal fantasy over, Y/N."
You laughed out loud, however that laughing was ceased once Chase began to act like a dick and held the back of your head, bringing it down on him with a moan as he kept your mouth on his cock, slowly fucking your mouth with satisfying, slow thrusts that hit the back of your throat.
He grabbed onto your voloptuous hair, tenderly moving it behind your ears to clear his vision as he watch you take his dick so well. "Ah," Chase whispered a moan, making you clench. Jesus, it was so hot. He chuckled to himself, feeling so overwhelmed from the feeling of your hot mouth. His eyebrows cinched together and his mouth parted as he continued to fuck your mouth with agonizing, slow thrusts of his hips. "Now, that's a good girl,"
You could feel his cock twitch in your mouth, his bulbous head hitting the back of your throat that made you gag yet Chase was being one selfish prick at the moment and kept on thrusting with ease, sharp hits that made your eyes water from the sensation. He licked his lips, keeping your head in place and you could taste the salty, sweet taste of his pre-cum oozing out, making you hum in satisfaction.
This was what you needed. Something to keep your mouth shut and something to keep your mind off from the stress.
He maneuvered his hands on the arm rests of your office chair, letting your head go and trusting you with your own pace as he panted on your seat, just feeling your slick mouth slip up and down. The muscles on his torso clenching when you gave off another loud hum. His eyes turning black behind his closed eyelids, never giving you the satisfaction to see him with those sexy eyes of his.
He was still having second thoughts about that even though you already told him that he was sexy and hot with it.
His hands were shaky as he popped the buttons of his dress shirt off, hastily untying his navy blue tie and leaving it around the nape of his neck, looking so delicious and hot. Completely disheveled. He knew what you wanted. Chase knew you on the back of his hand and what gets you off.
Once he popped the last button off, your baby boy was quick to clasp onto your other hand. The one that wasn't playing with his gonads, obviously. Letting it travel and caress his lean, prominent V-line and torso that immediately tensed from the moment your fingertips touched his hot, sweaty body.
You continued to caress his masculine torso, moaning while you were giving him head as you felt the vein probing on the flat part of your tongue. He was close. So close.
"I'm close," He breathed out of his ajar mouth, his words coming out as air out of his nose. You heard him whimper, feeding the confidence surging while feeling him writhe like a teenage boy. Oh, the irresistable effects you had on him. Your head went up and down, the part where you couldn't reach was answered with a twist of your wrist before satisfyingly sliding up his cock with a pop.
