💫thank you, rico💫(FINALE)

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You and Berlin left to go on a date, while PG and Rico chilled at the house

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You and Berlin left to go on a date, while PG and Rico chilled at the house.

During the date, you and Berlin got to know each other a lot more, and got to have some deep, interesting conversations.

You never expected you guys' to hit if off so well, and you definitely weren't complaining.

Figuring out everything you both had in common just made you happier and happier, and you could tell it made him too.

From liking the same anime, to listening to the same artists; it's like he was the male version of you. It kind of freaked you out, yet you loved it at the same time.

He's the sweetest guy you've ever met; he has manners and he's mature, but he's also hilarious when the times right.

The date is almost over, and all you could think about was ripping Berlin's clothes off. His mannerisms, his voice, his everything was just so arousing.

You watched his lips as he talked and licked them. You watched him as he clenched his jaw. You watched his veins showing through his arms.

You couldn't help but to just watch.

You did talk when spoken to though, that would be weird if you didn't.

As time went by, you started to catch him watching you the same way. You followed his eyes as they landed on your silk skin. He watched your lips, your mannerisms; you even caught him looking at your cleavage.

You certainly didn't mind though.

The date was now over and you both stood outside his front door for a moment to talk about it.

"I'm glad I texted you that day," You tell him.

He plays dumb, "Why?"

You go along with it, "'Cause I probably wouldn't be here if I didn't."

Sometimes playing dumb is necessary.

"Ahhh. I'm glad you're enjoying your stay. I'm glad you texted me too."

You both grin at each other and slowly begin to lean forward. Your lips press against his as he places his hands around your waist.

Your arms wrap around his neck as you stand on your tippy toes, considering he's a good 6'5.

He says one word between each kiss.

"I've."
Kiss.
"Been."
Kiss.
"Wanting."
Kiss.
"To."
Kiss.
"Do."
Kiss.
"This."
Kiss.
"All."
Kiss.
"Day."

You stop the kissing and say, "Me too."

He bites his lip and proceeds to open the front door quietly.

Hopefully PG and Rico are sleep.

You both walk in the house to see PG sleep on the couch. Rico is most likely asleep in the guest room.

You and Berlin quietly make your way into his bedroom.

He locks the door behind y'all and looks back over to you.

You knew what you wanted to do next, but you didn't know what you were going to do next, so you just stood there and waited for his lead.

He walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist again. He looks deep into your eyes for consent. You get chills throughout your whole body and nod your head.

He leans down and places soft wet kisses on your neck. Your hand makes its way to the back of his head. You rub your fingers through his hair as he begins to pick you up.

He lays you down on his bed as you take your top off. His eyes trace your body while he takes his shirt off.

He leans back down and kisses on you; from your collarbone, to your cleavage.

You softly moan into his ear while his hands rub all over you.

He stands back up and undoes his jeans. He repeatedly looks at you for consent as he gets ready for what's coming next.

You seductively take off your pants; he watches and smiles, then licks his lips.

He grabs your legs and gently pulls you closer to the edge of the bed. He aligns himself with your entrance.

"Thank you, for being gentle," you say.

"Of course, baby girl. You ready?" He says in his deep, raspy voice.

You nod your head yes, and he slowly pushes himself inside of you.

Your back arches a bit from the pleasure, and you moan softly aloud.

He strokes deliberately, making each moan long.

"Fuck, Berlin," you say under your breath.

You could tell that moaning his name made him more titillated.

His strokes became faster as you moaned his name. His hands rubbed against the arch in your back, for more support.

"Fuck," he grunts.

Hearing him say that was like music to your ears. Watching him do this was like a dream to you.

You never want it to stop.

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