《MCYTxreader Smutshots!》↘Pocker face pt2
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"Kiss me first," I sigh and relish the moment. Foolish nods carefully and pulls me in by the waist. He looks into my eyes for a moment and then connects our lips. His kiss is gentle but deep and passionate, I easily kiss back as our lips fit together working in harmony. His hands stay tight on my back while mine trail up his neck and into his hair, pulling gently. He slides his tongue in, exploring my mouth, then slotting it near my own. His hands caress my hips. I pull away from the kiss and look up into his eyes. Arousal feels like electricity in my veins when I remember I am fully naked. Foolish's eyes look bemused as he kisses the corner of my lips. He tastes so good I wish I could kiss him all night.
"What next?" his rough, low voice coaxes me out of my thoughts. I walk towards the bed and lay on it, close enough to the edge for him to fit between my legs that I just spread open for him to see. I can't find a particular look on his face as his lips press tightly together.
"Take your pants off," I stare into his eyes. His adam's apple bobs as he starts unbuttoning his pants. He steps out of them and looks at me again. My eye catches the visible bulge of his dick in his boxers.
"Come here and kiss up my thighs," I command as Foolish walks closer, a smile threatening to show on his handsome face. My stomach heats more as he kneels down between me and puts a thigh on his shoulder.
Am I dreaming? I this real life right now? I feel like I'm in heaven. His lips leave soft kisses dragging slowly up my thigh. My eyes flutter shut and I keep in a moan. He starts to get a little rougher and leaves a few hickeys behind, lathing his tongue over them after. I card my hands through his hair and tug a little. He gets dangerously close to my cunt. I arch my back asking for more.
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"What do you want?" He unlatches from my thighs. I open my eyes and look down at his red slightly swollen lips. I suddenly feel giddy.
"I- please- just finger me or- or something," I breathe out. I feel less confident now and my face heats from embarrassment.
"mmm that's what I thought," he whispers. I shiver as his breath fans on my clit. I arch being impatient. I hear him lick his fingers before I feel one drag through my slick. I shiver and feel my core heat again. He then rubs circles on my clit. Now my brain is reminiscing earlier.
"More, Foolish," I moan out. My hands grip the bedsheets as he slowly enters his finger into me. The small stretch feels so good. He quickly starts pumping his finger in and out. I moan as he rests his other hand on the bottom of my thigh keeping it up. He adds another and starts curling them, petting my insides. He knows it hits the right spot because I moan louder with every curl. I feel the oh-so-familiar tightness in my stomach.
"Fuck, Foolish-"
"oh yeah?" He answers then goes faster and circles my clit with his circle. I pulse around his fingers as I orgasm and yell pornographic moans.
"Oh, fuck," I whisper as he slowly removes his fingers. He stands back up and hovers over me. He sucks his fingers clean.
"Fuck me, Foolish," I say as I look into his eyes basically drooling, "I- I need to feel you." He smiles at this and kisses my neck. I already feel like I'm melting.
"You got it, my lady." I mumble back and put my arms around his neck as he takes his boxers.
"Foolish?"
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"Yes?" He throws his boxers to the side.
"Treat me rough," I whisper, smiling. He smirks back and starts pumping his already hard dick with his hand. The other brackets my body in, holding him up. He sits up on his knees quickly and holds my hip as he slowly slides in. I sigh out finally getting what I needed. He bottoms out and huffs out a breath. His slicked-back hair now has a few strands falling into his face slight sweat making it stick.
He slowly slides out and back in pressing down on my abdomen so I can really feel him. I roll my eyes back and moan his name as my hands tighten on his shoulders. He lifts his and starts speeding up the pace. His hips snap into mine creating echoing sounds of our skin slapping together. His eyes watch as he pounds into me.
"Harder," I say breathily. He looks into my eyes and grins, showing some teeth. I mewl out a moan at this. he holds my throat just enough so I can hear the blood rush and slowly feel the slight burn in my lungs. He then thrusts faster. Both of us are slick with sweat and all I can smell is him. My brain starts to fuzz and I feel myself getting close.
"Please- F-foolish," I moan and hold his wrist. I close my eyes tight and clench down on him as much as I have the energy for. He softly moans at this and removes his grip from my throat. I finally crest over another climax and let out a string of curses. My pussy fluttering around him causes him to slow and pull out. He pumps his dick with his hand a few times before he cums on me and moans out.
I slowly recover from my orgasm and open my eyes. Foolish cleans our mess with his pants and then goes to a door on the side of the room. He comes back in nightwear and has a white undershirt in his arms.
"Need help putting it on?" I shake my head as he hands it to me but I just lay there. He laughs and helps me sit up. His hair looks messier than before. He pulls the shirt over my head and I put my arms through the holes. I still feel like jello.
"So, will you stay the night?"
(Sorry I didn't get this out as soon as I wanted... I have been extremely busy and have had no motivation or time.)
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NOOOOO MY FVCKING FAVORITE DREAM BOOK GOT FVCKING DELETED WTF. also like I told this dude I liked him and he pulled the "I'm not looking for something like that rn" like tf, respect on him ig, anyway i'll pull the ladies instead... got my first softball game next Friday :) AND I'm getting an undercut Tuesday 😏
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