Stiles's POV:
Her eyes never leave mine as she lays on the bed and spreads her legs, inviting me in. I move closer to her and lean down on her, leaving kisses on her neck, along with purple marks and love bites. Her hands find my hair and grip on them as I suck on the skin of her neck and chest. Loud moans leave her mouth and make get even harder, so I place myself to her entrance. I rub her clit a little with my tip and she bucks her hips, arching her back. I push it in and she moans, gripping on my sheets as I thrust in her slowly.
"Harder, Stiles." She says and I snap, setting a quick and hard pace. She moans and closes her eyes.
"Is this hard enough?" I ask and she doesn't answer, maybe that's a 'yes'. I start rubbing her clit quickly with my thumb and leave wet kisses on her boobs. Each time I thrust in her, I reach secret spots that make her go crazy.
"I've wanted this for a long, you know? I've wanted to destroy this tight little pussy so much..." I say as I reach my orgasm and cum. She does too and we both moan, her sexy sounds making me hard again. I pull out of her and sit, while she's still breathing heavily and kinda shaking.
"Did you like it?" I ask looking at my feet. She sits up and moves closer to me.
"Like it? I loved it." She says and I turn around, facing her, as I place my lips on hers in a sweet kiss. We pull away and look at each other's eyes, her beautiful y/e/c locked on mine.
"Listen, I want to do this again. I want to be able to kiss you and touch you all the time. I don't want this to be something that we've done today just because we were horny, I want to be able to show you how much I like you all the time..." I say and she smiles, kissing me again.
"I want that too."
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Dylan O'Brien imagines❤️
Teen FictionDylan O'Brien imagines (Stiles, Thomas, Mitch). I take requests😊
