If it wasn't for the huge space and no neighbors anywhere near, the two of them would already be in big trouble for the fight they've been putting on. Not holding back the screams, the cussing and the swearing they keep throwing everything at us, verbally.
"I can't fucking do anything about it!" Charles barks over the whole place, standing next to the black sofa. Y/N's answer screams back immediately.
"You just refuse to do anything! Admit it, you enjoy having all those women all over you all the time!"
Her chest hurts from all the screaming she's been doing, this fight has been going on for an hour, ever since they set their feet into the condo. It's the same old thing, only that so much piled up lately, so many unsaid things and hidden feelings that both of them are blowing up from all the emotions pouring out of them.
"I can't be rude, you know that! I have a reputation, I can't act like a dick just because my girlfriend is jealous!"
Shawn's fingers comb through his hair, his locks are starting to get wet because the heat of the argument is affecting him physically as well. He is sweating, his muscles keep flexing and loosening up as he is trying his best to control himself, but he is very close to lose his patience.
"I don't fucking care about your reputation! Saying no is not rude! It's like you don't even want to care about the fact that we are in a relationship!"
Tears are dwelling up in her eyes, stinging them hard and she turns away so he can't see how bad it's affecting her at this point. Charles throws his hands into the air in disbelief.
"I'm not caring?! So everything I've done means nothing just because I let a woman touch my arm?!"
"It wasn't just a touch!" She screams at him turning around, not caring about being seen while crying. She rushes over to him, closing the distance between them and she pushes on his chest. It's not powerful enough to actually do anything to him, but she just needs to get out all the anger that's boiling in her veins. "She was basically fucking you right there! I saw with my fucking eyes, Charles! She pushed her ass to your crotch and it took you moments to push her away! Don't try to make a fool out of me!"
Her hands keep slamming against his hard chest, her cheeks are reddening from all the straining she is putting into her actions. Charles is trying to get a hold on her wrists, but she just keeps fighting, but soon her anger turns into desperate sobs and lunatic hits on her shocked boyfriend. He has never seen her like this, so lost and outraged, all the shine is gone from her eyes, endless sadness took over her entire body making her appear as a whole new person and this is worrying him. Did he really go too far? He should have realized how bad he was hurting her.
"Babe, stop it!" he growl finally getting a hold on her hands, but she makes another attempt to free them. Unfortunately her energy is long gone, she can't hold herself together anymore.
"I hate when you do this to me! I hate it!" she sobs uncontrollably, guttural noises roll out of her throat as he wraps his arms around her body pulling her against his chest.
She tries to fight him one more time, but the attempt is pathetic, she gives up and buries her face into his shirt. "Do you not love me anymore?" she questions, her mouth pressed against his chest so the words come out muffled, but he understands them clearly. "Am I... Am I not pretty enough for you anymore?"
Shawn pushes her away just so he can see her tear-soaked face. The emotions on her face are turning so fast, he is losing track of them.
A moment ago she was feeling like the most worthless person on Earth, but right now, it's all gone. She is getting angry again. He will not play her that dirty, she is the one in charge and she definitely won't let her man even think about another woman in the way only she can.
"Babe, I-" he starts but she cuts him off shaking her head.
"Do you think you are the only one with other choices? Do you think I wouldn't find someone else in a blink of an eye?"
Her words hit a painful spot. His hands curl up into fists as he is staring at her taking a few steps backwards. He definitely doesn't want the thought of the woman he is in love with have another man on her.
"Stop," he pleads, but his words have no use now.
"Do you think I wouldn't be able to find a dick with just a text? Because just like that whore rubbed herself on you, I can rub myself on a guy whenever I want."
"Y/N, stop it!" he growls in a more aggressive way, but she hasn't had enough just yet. She wants to make him feel the same way she did.
"I would have a man boning me in no time, I would be screaming his name, not yours, he would pleasure me like you can't and-"
This time she doesn't have the chance to finish. Charles closes the distance between them, his large hands grab on her forearms probably stronger than they should, but the pain feels like nothing to her now.
"Shut the fuck up!" he barks demandingly and then the bubble pops.
His lips crash to hers and captures them in a bruising kiss. Instead of fighting him off, she immediately returns the passionate kiss. Grabbing onto his broad shoulders she jumps into his arms, his hands slide under his ass holding her up as her legs wrap around his waist tightly.
Taking a few steps her back hits the wall and a moan escapes her already swollen lips as his crotch presses against her heated center. Fingers digging into her ass his mouth travels down her throat, leaving open-mouthed kisses and even quite a few hickeys to mark his territory.
"No one can fucking touch you like me," he growls in an animal-like tone as he takes her to the next spot. He lays her down on the kitchen counter and she wastes no time to start undressing him. Her tiny fingers are working fast, but not fast enough. His large ones replace them ripping the shirt open, making all the buttons to fly in a million directions. Her hands cup his naked chest as he tugs the shirt off of his arms and throws it away before getting back to her plump lips. His teeth sink into her flesh, tugging on her bottom lip as his hands work on her shirt. He goes slightly lighter on hers, but it still end up on the floor abandoned.
She leans back on her arms, pushing her chest upwards so he can have a great view of her breasts in the light pink lacy bra. His hands cup them immediately, leaning down he leaves a hickey on each of them, sucking and biting down on her soft skin, making her moan in pleasure again and again.
"Oh fuck!" She gasps when he pushes his waist closer and she can feel how hard he is already.
Shawn unclasps the bra and soon throws it away leaving her chest completely bare to his greedy eyes. He starts sucking on her right nipple while his fingers work on the left one, giving both of them enough attention. Y/N is shivering under his touch, she is growing hotter and hotter with each passing moment, but she wouldn't stop for anything.
Her hands fumble with his belt and as soon as it clicks she unzips his pants and pushes them down along with his bowers as well. He finishes up the work getting rid of them in no time, leaving him in all of his naked glory, his dick erecting towards her proudly, and she eyes it as if it was a five course meal.
"Lift your hips up," he orders in a harsh tone and a chill runs down on her spine at the bossy attitude, but she obeys anyway. Her black pants soon disappear along with her matching lacy thong that was already starting to soak.
His lower half slams against hers, his dick sliding right between her wet folds as she wraps her legs around his waist. His hands are roaming her body, touching and digging his fingers into everywhere as his lips return to her breasts. When his hot tongue touches her left nipple her whole body shivers immediately, making her head roll back.
"No one will ever make you feel this good," he growls against her hot skin as his lips start traveling down on her stomach. Her fingers tangle in his locks, getting a handful of his hair as his mouth reaches her clit finally.
His fingers part her wet folds as his tongue laps against her heated clit, making her moan uncontrollably.
"Oh fuck, Charles!"
Without mercy, he slides two fingers into her, never stopping playing with her clit and it makes her scream in pleasure. She reaches down wanting to add to the sensation but he immediately grabs onto her hands stopping everything he has been doing.
"No fucking touching!" he demands forcing her to look into his eyes. His hazel irises have turned into the darkest brown.
She nods weakly, then he guides her hands to her knees.
"Hold your legs up for me," he tells her and she obeys without a word. She has never seen him like this, full of orders and so dominant, but she is definitely enjoying this new side of him.
His two fingers return and his tongue delves inside as well, throwing her completely off the hoop. She whimpers and moves around as he starts pumping his fingers in and out, reaching that one bundle of nerve inside of her again and again.
"Fuck!" she moans leaning and then finally lying down on the kitchen island. She is starting to get close to her orgasm, she is begging for release, but before she could let go he abruptly stops, making her crave more immediately.
"Now get on your knees, babygirl," he orders and lifting her head up she can see him standing between her legs, one hand wrapped around his massive cock as he is pumping himself lazily, looking down at her exposed body with hungry eyes.
She doesn't question him, putting her legs down she hops off the counter kneeling down in front of him, her face right at his hard dick.
His hand unwraps letting her small ones replace it. She has never wanted to have a dick in her mouth this bad in her entire life, but right now, she feels like if she doesn't suck him she might die right here, right now.
Her hands hug his base as she licks the head, teasing him a bit. Her tongue is playing with it, her lips only barely touching him.
"Fuck," he growls and looking up at him she sees him stare down at her with endless lust in his eyes. This alone sends chills down her spine and bobbing her head down she takes in as much of him as possible, then coming back she releases him with a pop earning a pleasure filled moan from him.
She repeats it, her hands moving up and down at the base in sync with her lips, slowly picking up the pace. A few times she flinches her eyes as she tries to take him fully in, his dick reaching the back of her throat making her gag.
Staring down at her he thinks this is one of the most beautiful sights he has ever seen in his entire life. The woman he loves with her lips wrapped around his cock, sucking him so passionately as if she was born to do this.
When he feels like he is close to coming he pulls her face away from him not wanting to finish in her mouth. He helps her up kissing him hard as he lifts her up into his arms and walks to the sofa with her.
Laying her down he gets on top of her, his dick pressed against her throbbing center. His lips continue kissing her as he starts moving his lips making his cock slide between her soaking wet folds, his head thrusting against her clit from time to time, making her moan into his mouth.
"Charles please!" she begs desperately.
"Please what?" He gets a hold of his shaft positioning himself right to her entrance, but he doesn't move.
"Please, I need you."
"You need me to do what?" he teases, clearly satisfied with how much affection he has over her.
"Please fuck me!" she growl irritated. The fire in her body is eating her up alive, she needs to have him inside her immediately.
"Do you still want another dick to bone you?" he asks bitterly, referring to her previous words.
"Fuck no, I only need you!" Her arms wrap around his neck pulling him down for an open-mouthed kiss.
"Good answer," he exhales before finally sliding inside her, filling her up entirely.
Lust washes over both of them as he sets the pace, sliding in and out of her making her gasp for air every time he dives deep into her. The slapping noise of their skin meeting every time fills the place along with their needy gasps and moans.
"Harder!" she begs at one point and he picks his pace up immediately, wanting nothing else than to pleasure her the best he can.
Their skin is covered in sweat making them appear shiny in the dim lighting, but neither of them cares about it. Soon Y/N pushes him back into a sitting position and throwing a leg over his waist she sits on his lap, guiding his hard cock inside her once again.
"Yes, ride me baby!" he growls satisfied as she starts moving her hips in a rapid pace eager to finally have her release.
She arches her back and his lips find her reddened lips once again, playing with them freely. His fingers dig into her butt helping her out with the movements.
"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" she screams as her movements start to get uneven and she flinches her eyes.
"Yes, come for me baby. Come onto my dick," he encourages her as he feels himself getting closer too. He is staring at her, unable to soak everything he is feeling and seeing in fully, but he knows he wants to remember this forever.
"Charles! I'm coming! I'm coming!" she screams and her movements suddenly stops, but he quickly flips them over and takes over control, slamming into her forcefully, making her orgasm even harder. She screams his name over and over again and it throws him over the edge as well, he releases himself with a few growls as he bites down her collarbone.
Unable to hold himself up anymore he collapses on top of her, the weight of his body feeling nice for her as he is still inside her. They are both breathing heavily, the bodies are slippery from the thin layer of sweat, but they've never felt more ecstatic ever.
After a few minutes of silence he lifts his head up looking at her.
"Are you okay? I didn't go too hard, did I?" he asks as he holds himself up again, lying down next to her this time.
"Are you kidding me?" she chuckles still panting a bit. "That was... incredible!"
He laughs closing his eyes before brushing his hair out of his forehead and turning back to her.
"I'm sorry, I was an asshole."
She looks at him, already knowing she has forgiven to him.
"It's okay. Just... try to think about what I feel next time." Cupping his face in her palms she pulls him close for a soft, lazy kiss. "I'm also sorry for what I said, I was just trying to piss you off."
"You surely succeeded," he growls making her chuckle. "Are we good now?"
"Yes, we are," she nods smiling.
"Good, because I love you too much to lose you over something total bullshit."
"I love you too," she sighs as he lays his head to her naked chest snaking his arms around her body.
