Line Love (Complete)

Que Smash

Erik was no rookie, sex was like a dance and he had several routines. If one didn't hit right, another one would. He lifted off of her and stood to lock her room door taking no chances.

"You got any music? Play something. I like rnb when I fuck," he smirked.

"Yeah, go to YouTube on my phone and find a playlist," she grunted a little as she sat up in the bed, nosey and watching him.

"You ain't got a speaker or nothing," he wondered aloud only to learn her roommate had broken it in a drunk rage about a week ago. "Oh aight." Made sense. He saw Sade and chose the playlist, the first song being Sweetest Taboo. It played from her phone as it sat on her desk and without a word he returned to her, shoving her back down where she belonged.

Pulling her ankles, he yanked her ass down to an angle that would be a little more comfortable for his tall ass.

"You couldn't find a better playlist," she mumbled, breathy and swallowing as she attempted to sit up, repositioning herself to stall him. The nerves were really coming out..

"Brit," he stared dryly. Wrapping his fingers around her neck, he slammed her head back against the pillow holding her firmly in place. "Shut the fuck up, okay? Let me do this."

Against her request, he sealed his baby soft lips to hers.

"Mm-mm!!." She shrieked, the sound muffled by his lips. He could feel her freak out beneath him, caught off guard.

She pushed at his shoulder at first but when his warm tongue went seeking, she let it in.. Boom. Fight gone.

"Mm-mm!.. Mm!... Mmm..... mm-hmm," she moaned lazily and he wanted to laugh. She was hilarious.

He opened his eyes briefly to see her eyes were closed dreamily, her soft round face relaxed as she lost herself in passion.

Killer lips, he smirked against her lips at the thought of no one being able to resist his kisses. He'd won her over too fast.

Her hands greedily stroked his cheeks, smoothing them.. wanting more of his tongue. He felt like he was being massaged.

She held his face near, pulling on his head from the back to force him closer, cutting off his air supply but he didn't need it. In the moment, air didnt exist. Only her lips existed.

He started to hear soft but desperate whimpers escaping her around his lips.. Delicate but urgent breaths.

She liked to kiss too apparently... and was amazing at it. Her lips were like two pillows. She kissed like all her sexual ability had been downloaded into her lips. This was the Engine RED experience. He could do this.. a LOT more of this..

Her own tongue sloppily tangled with his, her spit in his mouth and on his chin.

"Mm," he moaned. His freaky ass loved it. She ain't even know...