*Afternoon with Steve.

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*mild smut

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*mild smut

*adult themes

Afternoon with Steve. 

Another scorching hot afternoon. The summers around here just dragged on forever. For some unknown reason no matter how busy you're the summertime heat slows down time. You had just dragged your heavy feet past your parents and up the steep staircase towards your bedroom.

After yet another painful day at school you finally managed to drag yourself home. You shut the door behind you and plop down on the mattress. It was too unbearable to move, so you just lay there. It didn't take long until you accidentally drowsed off into a slumber.

Not even half an hour into your afternoon nap, you're woken by a strange noise that came from your window. You creaked your head up to look outside to see nothing, and then threw your head back down onto the pillow. It must've been the wind or maybe the house creaked you thought. 

Your eyes shot back open when the tapping sound starts again. You pushed yourself out of the bed and move towards the window. 

A figure of a man appeared outside. He taps on the glass again, his body clung the the trunk of the tree that he had climbed. He grins from ear to ear as you unlatched the window and pulled it up.

You breathed in as the coolness of the breeze hit your face. Steve was your next door neighbour. He tosses an arm into the window and pulls himself towards you. "Surprise."

"Steve. Are you insane?"  you whispered so that your parents wouldn't hear him. 

"I just finished work." he said exhausted. He wiped his hair away from his sticky forehead, "I missed you. Now if you don't mind I'm about to fall."

You help pull him through. He must've slipped because you both end up thudding onto the ground. "Ow." you winced. You quickly cover his mouth with your hand. Your mother called out to you. "Sorry mom. I dropped a book!" you yelled to her.

Steve lifts himself onto the bed, while you closed the window. He catches his breath, licking his dry lips. While you had your back to him, he wraps his strong grip around your waist from behind. Steve pressed his groin into you. He held your hips in place as you smirked back at him.

He slowly moves against you. "My parent's are home." you said. 

"I'll be quiet." he assured. With every movement you felt the bulge under his jeans growing. He pulls you even closer, becoming breathless at the pleasure it was giving him. You try to move away, but he has a strong grip. 

As things heat up, you shoved him back. He falls onto the mattress, you drape your body over his. Now you're on top on his lap, you grind yourself against his ever growing member. 

Steve is becoming impatient. "Hurry up." he whines. The both of you waste no time ripping each others clothes off.  You glide your hand down his member as you kiss open mouthed. Lipstick smears across his face as he devoured your lips. You didn't care about him ruining your make up. 

He moves your hand away, and lifts you up onto him. You feel Steve deepen himself between your thighs. You gasped at the sudden impact, causing your back to arch into utter submission. 

He shifts your hips, so that you're riding him. Steve jerked his hips into you, pleasured at you holding him down against the mattress with your slow movements. 

As your movements become weaker, Steve lifts you up and slams your back down onto the mattress so he is on top. Your small body trembles under the weight of his. He forcibly thrust harder, your legs are shaky as he raids your collarbones with love bites. This causes you to throw your neck back into a deep longing moan. 

Steve speeds up then begins to slow down. He muffles a hard groan against your bare neck as his body twitched hard.  His warm liquid oozed out of you, and dripped onto the bed sheets. It only took two minutes, but your sweaty bodies clouded the room. 

An amused chuckle escapes your mouth, as you laid there in a haze. You panted, while Steve moved his back against the bed frame. He takes a cigarette packet from his jeans, and lights one up. After his first drag, he coughed and released smoke into the room."You must've missed me a lot." you whispered, playing with the blanket. 

"Was it that fast?" 

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