camp cherry two | hs

twenty two

HANA

"Fuck!" I cry out as he slams back into me, thrusting so hard I can barely catch a breath; my hands and cheek are flat to the cold tile, gasps and moans falling uncontrollably from my mouth and behind me. "I'm so—fuck, so close."

"Don't even think about it, you won't be coming until I say you can," he grits out through his teeth tightly, pulling out and spinning me quickly. He lifts me and wraps my legs around his waist, pressing straight back into me and driving incredibly deep, sucking and kissing at my neck harshly. "Fuck! Fucking shit, the fucking phone's ringing," he curses loudly, grasping my hips tighter and stopping as I slowly circle my hips against him in sync with his thrusts. "Stop, Cherry, lift up," he orders softly, gently lifting me a little as I help him, my legs shaky as he sets me back down, "good girl." He rushes out of the shower, still naked, and I hear a loud crash just as he reaches the door, but I can't quite see him fully, only the top of his messy, still soaked curls, "fuck!"

"Did you just fall?" I call, trying my hardest not to laugh at his misfortune.

"No! I didn't, look away!" he calls defensively, standing up curtly and managing to make it to the phone this time with repeated mutterings of fuck and ow the entire way. "Hello?" he asks, his tone strained and probably a little too loud due to all the water stuck in his ears. "Yeah, that's me... uh, we'll be down in... we'll be down in ten minutes, thank you," he sighs as he hangs up, making his way back into the bathroom with his cock still desperately hard - he'd come so close to orgasming just before the dumb phone rang.

"What was it?"

"My mum's here early, she's in the lobby, ten minutes," he huffs in frustration, a lot of pent up tension coursing through his body as he steps back into the shower and takes hold of my hips, pressing a light kiss against my lips.

"Can't let you do that when you're so hard," I smile softly, wrapping my fingers around him. He sighs and eases away from me, though he doesn't want to, and scrubs shampoo into his hair thoroughly.

"She's waiting on us, I'll just have to—"

"She can wait five more minutes, let me suck your dick, okay?" I dismiss in a playful tone, falling to my knees and ignoring the dull ache as I hit the hard tiles and take him into my hand once again, flicking my tongue over his swollen tip and whining at the slightly salty taste in my mouth. "Keep washing your hair, baby, we're on a tight schedule," I order playfully, pinching his thigh to snap him out of his lustful trance, his hands restlessly shifting through his curls as he massages the shampoo into his scalp.

"I'm close, baby, keep doing that," he groans, throwing his head back in pleasure as I take him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his head and using my hand on the rest, only concentrating on his tip for now. My free hand flies to dig into the skin of his hip, most likely creating bruises as he brushes my hair out of my face as I take him deeper, keeping my lips tight around him and my tongue pressed to the underside of his cock, tracing the prominent veins each time I sunk down further. "Oh, my God, fuck, I'm gonna come. Just like that, you're such a good girl," he moans, mindlessly thrusting his hips forward only slightly.

I pull back slightly, allowing my tongue to slip past my bottom lip as I open my mouth, keeping the pressure of my hand tight as I get him off, sending him to the edge much faster than I had expected. "Daddy, please, come for me," I order, though my words don't hold much conviction, reaching my free hand between his trembling legs and simply brushing my thumb over his perineum, applying a light pressure for only a few seconds, and that's enough to trigger his orgasm.

Every time I think he's finished, that he can't possibly come anymore, he just keeps going, his mouth wide open and head thrown back above me, the sight a heavenly one. The taste of him on my tongue, the feeling across my skin, practically dripping as I dip two fingers into the cum covering my chest and suck them into my mouth, his pupils dilating further, his cheeks and nose flushed red and his hair utterly wild.