— Summary: You And Rafe Stay In Bed All Day.

Hawk X Reader SMUT

Warnings: Smut, just absolute SMUT!

A Burning Passion 4

  "I'm tired of you being so defensive over everything" You huff. Hawks face turns stone cold as he scoffs.

  "Well if that's how you feel then this-" he points to you and him "is over" he spits as he harshly hands you his hoodie.

  That was definitely not what you wanted, your heart tells you to go after him but your feet keep you planted where you are.

  Turns out he was the one who got you after all.

-

  Hawk hadn't spoken to you since then. He wouldn't even glance at you in the halls, and even if he did he would throw snarky comments your way. You showed defeat, not daring to utter another word to him. In fear you'd only push him away more.

  Every time you closed your eyes all you could see was him, as you ran the tips of your fingers against your lips gazing at the mirror in the schools bathroom, you felt his lips on yours. Your fingers moved to your arm to which you could only feel how he was touching you that night.

  Your eyes started to water as your heart ached, why hadn't you gone after him that night? He was so sweet and caring until you let your mind get the best of you.

  You still had his hoodie from the last encounter. It smelt like him, and over time as it faded you grew more needing of him. Not just the sex and the thrill of being caught, but him.

  You were snapped back into reality when the bathroom door snapped open, your hands automatically come to wipe away the tears threatening to fall from your eyes.

  As the stall door slammed shut you looked back into the mirror and let out a deep sigh, touching up your concealer to cover the puffiness under your eyes.

  The bell rang throughout the school house, signaling for lunch. Your heart started to race because of what you were about to do. You couldn't hold back anymore, all the cold shoulders and hateful glares Hawk sent your way ate you up.

  You rushed out of the bathroom and into the lunch room, automatically spotting Hawk and his friends as they were the loudest group.

  Hawk has his leg propped up onto the chair beside him, head to the side laughing because of something his friends had said. You were so close to backing out, but your legs had other plans as you neared his table.

Their laughter dies as Mitch slaps Hawk on the shoulder signaling your way, you now stood just a few feet away from him as he turned to look at who Mitch was pointing to. His smile automatically fades as he stands up quickly, his nostrils flare up and his jaw clenches.

"What do you want, princess?" He sneers with such venom as he closes the gap in between you two, he glares down at you while you look up at him with nervous eyes.

"I wanna talk about us" Your voice comes out weak and shaky.

"Us? There is no us Y/n" Hawks expression hardens at the word.

"You...you don't mean that..." You protest, your heart shatters as your legs grow weak.

"Oh I mean it, you of all people know I keep my word princess" he laughs angrily.

Your expression hardens, matching his anger. You needed him so bad that your emotions got the best of you, your anger started taking over, you couldn't take his constant switching up moments. Yes you had messed up, but so had he and right now he was acting entitled, he isn't the only one who gets to be angry.

You start to laugh, matching his anger as tears start to fall down your face. Though Hawk found you extremely hot in this moment, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Okay have it your way, but if you think we hated each other before then your in for a rude awakening...-" You lift your head up as you stand on your tippy toes, faces side by side and before you could even stop yourself. You whisper "-lip" into his ear.

You back away from his face, his eyes softened as he looked around subconsciously, his hand come up to cover his mouth before he could stop it. You felt bad, but that didn't stop a smirk from falling onto your lips.

It wasn't until you walked away and was out of his view when you pressed your hands against your head, squeezing your eyes shut "what the fuck did I just do..."

-

After that day you stood true to your word, you would flip him off in the hallways, laugh at him when he would trip up, constantly calling him lip or loser- even though you knew it hurt him and your heart twisted in pain every time you put him down you couldn't stop.

-

The coach blows the whistle, telling us to get back in place. You take your place in front of the soccer ball and on the sound of the whistle you start kicking the ball to the goal until someone's foot comes under yours, stealing the ball and causing you to trip.

"Thanks princess" Hawk mocks you with his laugh.

You glare at him as he laughs over his shoulder, but nonetheless you run up until your beside him, shoulder to shoulder you push him as hard as you can watching as he falls on his side.

You hear the sound of the whistle go off "let's take it easy on the physical contact!" The coach yells as it was your turn to mock Hawk.

You bend down to Hawks level "good job loser" you laugh as you start back running with the ball.

He's pissed. He stands up while the guy in front of him runs like a sloth, he's so pissed off he pushes the innocent guy harshly and watches as he hits the ground.

Another whistle goes off "hey!" The coach warns as you kick the ball into the goal, winning for your team.

You go for a water break as the coach yells for another round, you expect Hawk to come up to you but instead he yanks the red team shirt off and makes his way back into the school, to which you assume would be the locker rooms.

You couldn't help yourself so you went after him, just before the door to the boys locker room closes you wrap your fingers around the handle. Careful not to make too much noise you walk in, closing the door and locking it.

Hawk went to one of the sinks, placing both of his hands on either side. He looks in the mirror, sweat dripping from his face, his jaw clinched, nostrils flared and his knuckles turning white from how hard he was gripping the sink.

"Didn't know i got to you that much lip" You smirked, keeping up your act.

You watch as his eyes move from his face to yours through the mirror, he slams one of his hands against the sink and rushes over to you. His body flush against yours as he harshly pushes you up against the hard wood door. His right hand slams on the door just above your head.

Your skins on fire just from the small contact, the heat from his body dragging onto yours as your sweaty bodies collided. Your breathing picks up, eyes immediately drifting to his lips but quickly back to his eyes before he noticed.

"Who do you think you are princess?" Hawks gaze turns harsh as the veins and mussels show against his arms.

You don't give him a response at first, until you've finally had enough. You harshly push his body off of yours, "no. Don't you dare Hawk! I know it was wrong of me to act like a bitch that night, but you don't get to treat me the way you did and not expect me to do the same! I fucking hate you for that!" You yell.

  "Yeah? You hate me?" Hawk says almost seductively. He walks back up to you, hand on your waist "show me how much you hate me princess..." He starts breathing unevenly as you look up at him.

  You practically throw yourself on him, exactly like you did that night. But this time, you know you won't regret it. You grab Hawks face, eyes staring into each others while he tightens his grip on your thighs. Your legs wrap around his waist in a death grip, you could already feel how hard he was for you.

  You smashed your lips onto his, moaning as he uses one of his hands to hold the back of your head as he kisses you like he's in love with you.

  Hawk try's to carry you to the bench but instead he ends up slamming your back into the lockers, creating a loud noise as you whimper and arch your back into his.

  Your eyes widen and you pull away from him, "wait we're at school Hawk" you say as you try to get down from his hold.

  "Oh no. You wanted this, you're gonna take it" He groans, he pushes his crotch into yours to keep you steady as he grabs the top of your gym shirt, ripping it in half exposing your bra covered tits.

  "What the fuck Hawk?!" You push his shoulder.

  "Shut up princess" He rolls his eyes as he places his lips on yours while his hands wander to your chest, feeling you up.

  He pulls away from the kiss only to actually carry you over to one of the very thin wood benches and places you on it so everything but your ass is against it.

  Hawk yanks his shirt off before he spreads your legs farther so he can bend down to your face. He lightly kisses your lips, trailing the small butterfly kisses all the way down while holding eye contact as you moan.

  He yanks your shorts and panties down in one swift motion, exposing your bare pussy to him all over again. He wastes no time before pulling his own down, his hard cock dripping with pre-cum.

  He makes you watch as he strokes his cock with his hand, his head falls back as his mouth falls open "y/n" he moans out.

  "Fuck. Please Hawk...." You beg of him.

  He looks at you, still stroking his cock but at a faster pace "be patient princess" he whimpers as his cock starts leaking with more beads of pre-cum.

  You practically whine until he lightly slaps his cock on your clit, the slightest touch making you a whore for him.

  Your dripping pussy begging to be fucked by him, you roll your eyes at the teasing "c'mon stop being a loser and just fuck me already" you say, resorting to the worse possible comment. It worked.

  Hawks eyes turn a darker shade as his jaw clenches, forcefully he stuffs his cock into your soaked pussy. It takes you by surprise as you let a small squeal fall out by accident.

  His cock hits all the right places as he stretches you out, "can a loser fuck you like this?" He asks condescendingly as he uses both of his hands to yank your bra down, your perky tits bouncing with each harsh thrust.

  You don't say anything, it feels so good it leaves you speechless. Your hands go behind your head voluntarily to steady yourself, grabbing onto the sides of the bench. Your hair goes everywhere as your bodies slip together easily because of how sweaty you both were before.

  There was something so thrilling about the possibility of getting caught which only made you more wet, gushing around Hawks cock as your pussy makes lewd sounds.

You found yourself gazing up at him, he looked so pretty even in such a state. As his cock continues to fill you up in every way possible, you found yourself questioning why you even 'hated' him to begin with.

Maybe it was because he was an arrogant asshole sometimes, or because he would bully innocent people, or maybe just maybe it was because you were in love with him.

Your eyes meet Hawks again and in that moment you wanted to reveal all your deepest secrets to him. You wanted to tell him how much you were in love with him. You could barely suppress your moans until loud banging erupted from the other side of the locked door.

Hawk's hips stilled, cock fully stuffed inside of you. You're eyes widened as you covered your mouth and Hawk snapped his gaze over to the door. You both watch as the door knob starts to jiggle.

He pulls you up keeping his cock inside of you as he rushes to one of the showers, turning the hot water on and closing the thin curtain behind you both, once again slamming you up against the wall.

You're both completely soaked, you expect him to pull out of you as keys start to jiggle from behind the door but instead he looks you straight in the eyes "think you can be quite for me princess?" Hawk whispers, tightly wrapping his hand against your mouth as he smirks, not allowing you to answer him.

The next thing you know he's using his other hand that's holding you up to help move your hips with his, fucking you perfectly as your hips start moving with his hand movements.

Your eyes roll back into your head as the coach lets in the rest of the boys. You pray your underwear are somewhere out of sight as you're being fucked in the shower.

"Hawk is that you?" A voice calls out and you can barley comprehend what's going on, all you feel is pleasure from his cock.

"Yeah!" he yells over the shower, his breathing staggering as his head leans against yours.

You look so beautiful like this, his hand wrapped around your pretty mouth as you're taking his cock. He feels his high near, letting out more noises than intended.

The hot water from the shower has hawks hair completely down, crowned around his face. You've never seen him like this, your pussy clenches at the sight, your nails dig down his back, surely leaving marks.

He brings his mouth to your ear, hand tightening on your mouth "cum for me princess" he whimpers. That's it for you as your eyes roll in the back of your head, your cum leaking around his dick, tightening up around him.

Hawk clenches his jaw as he tries to stay quiet, fucking you with no mercy while he tries to make less noise as possible. Your hands move to his hair, pulling it as you feel his hot cum fill you up to the brim.

His movements still as he removes his hand from your mouth, letting it go to your other thigh to hold you upright. Hawk makes eye contact with you, he can't help himself from pressing his lips up against yours.

He's so gentle with you, he's slightly shaking from his orgasm as are you. He pulls away from your lips, listening as he hears the last person leave the locker room. You whimper as he falls out of you, gently placing you back on your feet.

He turns off the shower while you flip your bra back to its place, though it sticks to you like glue. Hawk pulls the thin curtain back in search for a towel. He grabs the nearest one and places it around you, grabbing one for himself.

You felt exhausted.

But the question is; What happens now?

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can you write a jealous robby keene smut?

𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 | robby keene × fem!reader

summary | a jealous Robby confronts his feelings for you, leading to a passionate and intense encounter that pushes boundaries and tests control

warnings | smut, explicit content, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, jealousy and possessiveness, power dynamics and emotional manipulation, se-mi public ?

word count | 2.3 k

author's note | it would help me a lot if you liked, commented and reposted so that more people read what I write and don't forget to follow me, thanks ᡣ𐭩

You’re sitting at a café table, enjoying a well-deserved break from work at Larusso Auto. The atmosphere is relaxed, but that changes when a man enters, followed by a guy from your class. Upon seeing you, he heads straight toward you. His smile is warm and filled with familiarity. It’s not the first time he’s greeted you, and you know he probably intends to make some small talk.

“Hey!” he says enthusiastically, greeting you with a friendly glance. “I haven’t seen you around here in a while.”

You smile back, enjoying the moment. The conversation flows effortlessly, and the guy’s warmth makes you feel comfortable.

“Are you still working on that art project?” the guy asks, leaning forward, visibly interested in what you’re doing. “I’m working on some with some classmates, but it seems like we’re always getting behind. Got any new ideas?”

You’re excited to talk about it and answer with enthusiasm. You both continue talking for a few more minutes, laughing occasionally at some anecdotes, as the details of your life intertwine with his. It’s a casual conversation, something that could have happened with anyone, but you realize that Robby hasn’t moved from the scene. You feel him at your back, his brow slightly furrowed. Robby’s eyes are fixed on you, but not in the relaxed way they used to be. There’s something more.

The guy continues talking, enjoying your company. It’s not that you’re ignoring him, but your attention starts to shift between him and Robby’s figure. Finally, you glance sideways at Robby, and that’s enough to change the entire atmosphere. You can see how his eyes gleam with an intensity you can’t ignore. There’s something in his posture that tells you he’s not comfortable with the situation.

The guy, oblivious to the tension that has settled in, keeps chatting.

“We should hang out this weekend. You know, go out and relax for a bit. Want to join?”

It’s an innocent invitation, almost friendly, but when you turn toward Robby and see his clenched jaw, his rigid posture, you know that this is not something innocent for him.

You laugh softly, glancing at the guy as you consider the offer, but the noise in your head makes it hard.

“I’m not sure if I have plans,” you reply with a playful smile, but deep down, you already know what’s going to happen.

Robby can’t take it any longer and walks toward you, interrupting the conversation. His eyes don’t leave the guy for a second, and his voice, though calm, carries an edge that can’t be hidden.

“That’s enough,” he says, speaking directly to you, though his words are clearly aimed at the guy.

The guy, visibly confused by the sudden shift in energy, backs off with a somewhat forced smile.

“Well, if you change your mind...” he says before turning, throwing one last look before disappearing.

The tension is palpable. The guy is gone, but the atmosphere between you and Robby has shifted. The place feels quieter now, as if all the chatter in the café has vanished, leaving only the sound of breathing between the two of you.

“What’s going on?” you ask, not with malice, but with amusement. You know exactly what’s happening, but you enjoy seeing him so vulnerable.

Robby doesn’t respond immediately. The silence hangs between you until he finally speaks, his voice low but grave.

“I don’t like it when other guys look at you like that,” he says, his eyes fixed on you, making it clear that what he just said is only a small part of what he truly feels.

You look at him with a playful smile. You know you’re pushing him to his limit, but you can’t take your eyes off the jealous gleam in his gaze.

“Does it make you jealous?” you ask, enjoying the control you have over the situation.

Robby runs a hand through his hair, clearly struggling with his emotions. It’s obvious he’s trying to control what he’s feeling, but he can’t help but show what’s really bothering him. The tension between you two grows thicker.

Finally, Robby can’t take it anymore. He grabs you by the wrist, pulling you toward him with unexpected force, and his lips meet yours immediately, in a kiss full of urgency, of repressed desire. Everything that just happened comes crashing down in this moment, and you know this kiss isn’t just a response to the guy’s greeting. It’s much more than that.

The kiss intensifies, and you realize that this moment, so charged with emotion, is exactly what both of you needed.

After the impulsive kiss, Robby doesn’t stop. He grips your hand firmly, pulling you gently. The air is thick with electricity, and you can’t help but feel a little excited by the way he’s guiding you, so determined, so controlled. Robby’s never been this direct, this obvious with what he feels, and that makes you feel a mix of power and anticipation.

“Let’s go,” he says, his voice low and deep, leaving no room for questions. You don’t need him to repeat it. You know something is about to happen.

When you reach an empty warehouse, Robby doesn’t say another word. The metallic door slams shut with a loud sound that echoes in your ears. The warehouse is dark, with only a little light filtering through a window high on the wall. The cold of the room touches your skin, but Robby’s closeness makes you not care. He doesn’t let go of you, and he pulls you further inside, guiding you between boxes and disorganized shelves.

He looks at you intensely, as if he’s about to devour you with his gaze. The tension between the two of you is palpable, and you can feel Robby’s internal struggle. He’s there, in front of you, clearly dominated by something he can’t control.

“Does it amuse you to see me jealous?” he asks, his voice low and filled with challenge. The question throws you off a bit, but the way he looks at you tells you he expects an answer.

You laugh softly, enjoying the way he has you completely trapped. You know this isn’t just a game for him, but you also know that, deep down, something about seeing his vulnerability excites you.

“A little,” you answer, your eyes locked on his, enjoying the way control is slipping away between you two.

You are surprised by his intensity, the roughness of his movements, but somehow it excites you. He takes you by the waist, lifting you slightly to bring you closer to him, and you feel how his body fits with yours, as if you were both made to fit together in that moment.

"I told you I didn't like seeing you with others," he murmurs between kisses, his voice laden with jealousy, with desire. You find it hard to breathe, but that sense of power he is showing makes you feel vulnerable and excited at the same time.

You can't help but smile at the way he holds you, as if it were impossible to resist the need to be with you in such a... possessive way.

"Don't keep me waiting any longer," he says, his gaze still burning, and you know that's all he needs for you to surrender completely to him.

The way his body presses against yours makes you slide a little over your clothes, and the wet trail you leave on Robby's pants is proof that both of you are eager for this opportunity.

"I want you to know that I don't like it," he says, whispering in your ear, and you can feel the heat of his lips on your skin. "I want you to know that I don't like it," he says, whispering in your ear, and you can feel the heat of his lips on your skin. "That others desire you like this doesn't please me."That others wish you well like this doesn't amuse me.

The response is automatic, as if the need to reply is stronger than the ability to resist.

"No one else looks at me like you do" you tell him, your words barely a whisper as you try to catch your breath.

Robby looks down, at his hands still on your breasts, and you can see the desire in his eyes. However, something else emerges in his expression, something you can feel but cannot see. The need, the possessiveness, the fury of having someone so close, and knowing that others also desire them.

"And what if I can't help it?" he asks. You have no idea what he's thinking, but you can feel his struggle to control himself.

"What if I wasn't enough for you?What if you weren't enough for me? And if I need you more than you are capable of giving? And if I don't let you go?"

Those words surprise you. It's as if you were seeing Robby in a way you had never seen before. The tension is strong, as if both of them were on the brink of something they had never seen before.

"You can't want that" you say, trying to show a look of surprise. Deep down, you might feel attracted to the idea that someone desires you so possessively, that they are capable of doing anything to keep your attention on them.

"No" he replies. "But if I need to, I will. I will do it over and over again, until you understand that I don't want to see you with anyone else".

The response is like a blow. You had never heard anything like it before, but something in you is drawn to the possessiveness of his words.

"I understand," you finally say to him, barely a whisper.

Robby looks into your eyes, clearly trying to figure out what you really feel, but you can see the struggle in his eyes, the need to control himself so that something within him doesn't take over.

"I'm willing to do anything," he says. "Because I'm not going to lose your attention so easily".

Robby's gaze is intense, as if he is about to do something he can't stop.

"Do it," you tell him. "Until you know that you have me all to yourself".

Robby's expression changes. His eyes shine with surprise, but quickly turn back into a look of fury, of need. Robby's strong grip keeps you in place, and you can feel his fingers on your ribs, the pressure on your nipples. The desire is palpable between the two of you, and you can feel yourself wet, ready for whatever Robby wants to do.

Robby takes off your shirt, pants, and shoes, leaving you in your underwear in just a minute. The contact of his fingers with your skin makes your skin tingle, and you can feel yourself getting wet, hungry for something more. Robby observes every curve of your body, as if he had never seen anything so beautiful in his life, and you can feel his desire in his lips, in the way he holds you, in his fingers as he pulls up your panties.

"You are mine" you tell him, barely a whisper. "No one else is allowed to touch you".

"No one else can love you. Understood?" Robby's response is barely a whisper, something you can't decipher with a mind clouded by desire.

Robby squeezes you a little harder, his fingers penetrating your sex eagerly. The sensation of having his finger inside you is intense, but it's not enough to satisfy you.

"Robby" you ask him, barely a whisper. "Robby" you ask, barely a whisper. "I want more.I want more. I want to feel you inside me".

The words have a direct effect on him, and you can see how his control starts to completely fail. Robby's hand searches for the zipper of his pants while the other remains inside you, making the sensation even more intense.

"No one else," you tell him when his hand finally finds its target. Robby pulls the zipper down a bit, and you can feel that he is completely giving up any control he might have tried to maintain. "Only I touch you. Only I touch you".

Robby's eyes blaze with fury, the tension palpable in the air, but you can see something in his eyes that you haven't seen before. Something that makes you feel like you have control over him, and that in that moment, Robby will do anything to make you feel good.

The sensation of Robby's member against your legs makes a moan escape from your mouth, and you can feel the wetness in your sex, ready for him. The tension in your body is strong, and you can feel yourself so aroused that it's hard not to collapse onto the bed, so eager for him.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asks with a husky whisper. "Do you want to feel me inside you?"

You can feel the warmth of his breath in your ear as he speaks, and the need grows stronger within you. "Yes" you say.

The moan that Robby lets escape upon hearing your words is so strong that it makes your entire body vibrate. The movement of his member between your legs is more intense, and you can feel your sex tight, ready for him.

"I'm going to fuck you," he murmurs in your ear. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't take it anymore".

You can feel how Robby grips you a little tighter as he adjusts himself better between your legs. The head of his member seeks your wet sex, and you can feel the tension reaching a boiling point. A second later, Robby thrusts, and his member enters your sex forcefully. The scream that escapes your mouth is barely audible, but you can feel complete, fulfilled.

Robby's rhythm is rough, unrestrained. His movements are slow but intense, and you can feel him moving deeper and deeper inside you, until you feel like something is going to break. The tension becomes palpable in the air, and you can feel his fingers on you as his rhythm intensifies. Robby's breathing quickens, and you can hear his moan of pleasure as he sinks deeper and deeper into your sex.

"You make me feel so good" he finally says. "I don't want to stop. You never want to stop".

"Don't stop," you reply, barely a whisper, as you try to hold onto him. The pressure of his member inside you is strong, but you can't help feeling that something is still missing.

The rhythm increases even more, and you can hear the sound of their bodies hitting against each other. The sensation is intense, and you can feel that you are on the verge of orgasm. Robby's body tenses even more, his breath catches, and you can tell he's close.

"Do you want to fuck more?" he says, barely audible, his words barely a whisper in your ear. The question makes you scream out loud, and you can feel the orgasm approaching.

"Yes" you reply. "Don't stop. I want more".

Robby pushes harder now, and you can hear how the muscles in his body tense to the maximum. His rhythm is frantic, and you can feel him penetrating you deeper and deeper, until you know there's no turning back. An instant later, Robby plunges into his orgasm, his arms gripping you tightly, his body wavering over you, breathless with pleasure.

"You're going to kill me" Robby finally says, his breath barely audible, as if he had run all over the room. The smile on his lips is evident, and you can feel a bit of his breath on your skin, the contact of his body still inside yours. —But I'm going to fuck you every time you want.

You can hear a soft laugh in his throat, and you can feel the pride of having taken Robby to a place he had never been before. You know that in this moment, Robby would be willing to do anything for you. You are ready for anything that happens. The only thing you know is that you can't let Robby let you go. That's not going to happen.

"Let's do it again" you finally say to him.

Robby smiles, and you can feel a laugh in his throat. Robby's response is not a word. The response is an intense, strong, passionate kiss, as if he had no intention of stopping for a long time.

GIVE ME BACK JOHN B AND JJ AS THE MOST CHAOTIC BESTIE DUO PLEASE 😵‍💫😵‍💫

See You Later Daddy~Rafe Cameron

WARRING:Cussing,Daddy Kink,P-IN-V Sex, unprotected sex

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Rafe’s getting ready to leave and go hang out with Topper and Kelce. I don’t want him to leave, and I know just the trick to get him to stay home.

“Do you have to go?" I whine, holding on to Rafe as he tries to get dressed.

"Yes, I do. Now let go so I can get ready.” Rafe chuckles, trying to get me off.

"Whatever,” I scoffed, walking away only to feel a harsh slap on my ass.

“Lose the attitude.” Rafe chuckled

I’m sitting on my phone scrolling through Instagram when Rafe walks out of the bathroom, all dressed, heading straight towards me.

"Alright, I’m leaving. I love you.” Rafe leans in, trying to get me a kiss, but I dodge him.

"Uh, uh, don’t do that. Give me a kiss.” Rafe leans in, but I keep dodging him, laughing.

“GIVE ME A KISS!” Rafe yelled, grabbing me.

“No.” I laughed, trying to escape him.

“Don’t be a brat.” Rafe chuckled, grabbing my face and placing a rough, wet kiss on my lips.

“I don’t want you to leave.” I pout, crossing my arms.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” He placed another kiss on my lips, softer this time.

I just sit back, watching Rafe walk towards the door, already knowing how I’m going to get him to stay.

"Alright, see you later, daddy.” I smiled watching him walk out. My smile turns into a smirk when I see the door open back up.

“What did you just say?” He asked, walking back in

"Nothing.” I smiled innocently, shrugging my shoulders.

"Okay, I love you.” He looked at me suspiciously as I walked out.

“I love you too, daddy.” I smirked at seeing him walk back in.

“You know exactly what you’ve doing.” Rafe smirked, closing the door behind him and locking it. “I’m not doing anything.” I shrugged.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?" I look at my phone, trying to ignore Rafe, who was walking towards me with the stupid, sexy smirk of his.

"Mmhh, what did you say?" He smirks, getting in my face.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be? Toppers probably wonder where you’re at.” I lean back so he isn’t in my face.

“I don’t give a fuck.” He shrugged, taking off his shirt.

"Bye, see you later.” I look back at my phone.

“You’re going to see me later when you turn back around.” Rafe smirked, unbuckling his pants, leaving him in his boxers.

“RAFE.” I squeal when Rafe grabs me by my ankle, dragging me to the end of the bed.

“You think I’m stupid; you know exactly what you were doing.” Rafe smirked, grabbing my phone out of my hand and tossing in at the top of the bed.

Threading your fingers through his soft blonde hair, your eyes fluttered closed as he stroked from your ankles with both his hands, up towards your knee and to your inner thighs.

Only before dragging them back down again. Rafe pressed a sweet kiss to the inside of your thighs, urging you to spread your legs a little farther before dragging his lips back down.

His lips press against your ankles and your knees. He's teasing you, and you know it.

“Please don’t tease me.” I begged

Rafe licked a flat stripe up your pussy before settling for kitten licks on your throbbing clit.

“Fuck,” I moaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Rafe continued to lick at you. His tongue was swirling and sucking in all the right places, making the most obscene noises that were mixed with your whines and whimpers.

Rafe hummed against you, slipping two fingers into you, his eyes trained on your expression above him. Rafe was good at eating you out; he knew everything you liked and exactly how you liked it.

“You like that, baby?” Rafe asked, curling his fingers and instantly hitting that soft spot in you.

"Yes, god, yes, don’t stop. Please don’t stop. I’m going to cum.” I moaned, warping my hands in his hair to push him back down.

“Yeah, you're going to cum, baby."

"Yes, Rafe, yes, don’t stop, don’t stop.” I moan, but right before I could, Rafe instantly stopped pumping his fingers, removing all contact from me.

"No, no, no, what the fuck, Rafe?" I was literally about to sob.

"Uh, uh, not yet.” Rafe chuckled, grabbing me and flipping me on my stomach.

”I told you you would be seeing me later when you turned back around. Rafe instantly propped me up on my knees, pushing me down in the middle of my back with my ass in the air.

"Rafe,” I moaned when he slid in, instantly thrusting slowly.

"Fuck, you're dripping," he groaned, chuckling as he toyed with you.

"Please, Rafe, stop teasing me.” I whined

“That’s not my name." Rafe smacks my ass, speeding up a little.

“What’s my name, baby?” Rafe wraps his arms around my throat, pulling me onto my knees as my back collides with his chest.

“Please don’t tease me, Daddy.” I whimpered.

“Oh god, Daddy, faster.” I moan when his pace speeds up.

Pushing myself backwards, I met his rhythm as he drilled into me, his balls slapping against my skin as he buried his cock into me as deep as he could go with every aggressive thrust.

I could feel the head kissing against the sweet spot in the back of my walls, my trembling pussy sucking him in and hugging around him as he groaned.

"So hot and tight." Rafe groaned, yanking me back into every hard thrust of his hips. His cock was so hard and deep. I could barely think or breathe.

mouth begging for relief, but your body demanded more. "I can feel how close you are." His words had my inner walls clenching and my eyes squeezing shut as pleasure pulsed through me. My hips lift on their own, aching for him to reach deeper.

Rafe’s hand dips between my thighs to press on my clit, and a choked sound leaves me as my body shakes.

“Come on, baby, I know you’re close. I can feel you squeezing me.” Rafe groaned, pushing me flat on my stomach.

“Oh god, Rafe, oh God.”

I cum hard, my body jerking beneath his as I bite my own arm to keep from screaming. A deep, sexy moan echos in my ear as he finishes inside me, fucking me slow and deep until we're both spent and fighting to catch our breath.

We’re both quiet, trying to catch our breaths, when Rafe’s phone starts ringing.

“It’s Topper.”

EXES BEST FRIEND — topper thornton x fem reader + rafe cameron x fem reader

summary: rafe is your ex boyfriend and you decide to get revenge on him by sleeping with his best friend topper at a party, but you didn’t expect him to walk in on you both…

warnings: 18+ MDNI ➾ consumption of alcohol, underage drinking, cuss words, smut, semi public sex, unprotected sex, drunk sex, toxic!rafe, arguing, getting walked in on, yelling etc

MY MASTERLIST / RAFE MASTERLIST

you and rafe broke up three months ago after a two year long relationship. it was toxic to say the least, rafe was abusive and controlling and everything he did ruined your self esteem, until you finally gained the courage to dump him and move on.

earlier this week, you were invited to a figure 8 house party by a kook boy who was interested in one of your friends, who was also going, of course. now it’s the night of the party, and you and your friends managed to get a few pre drinks in at your house before heading over there.

you and your three friends tipsily stumble into the party hand in hand with each other as you laugh and head through the crowded house over to the kitchen, where you grab some more drinks to get the night properly started. all four of you had began to settle into the party with booze in your hands on the dance floor, dancing with each other and singing along to the songs playing.

as more time went by, the more alcohol entered your systems. one of your friends had somehow ended up making out with a boy in the middle of the crowd, and another friend was talking to a girl she recognized from high school, which left you and the last friend alone.

“wanna go get another drink?” you ask her, raising your voice over the booming music. “yeah” she says, grabbing your hand as the two of you make your way to the kitchen again. just as you grab another bottle from the crate and crack it open, you turn around and gasp at the sight of your ex boyfriend. “jesus…” you say, putting your hand on your chest as your friend stands beside you.

“hey y/n, what’s up” rafe says in a nice tone which makes you frown in suspicion. rafe couldn’t be nice if he tried to be, there’s always underlying tones to his voice, mainly sarcasm and pity.

“she’s fine, thank you.” your friend answers for you, knowing you didn’t have much to say to him. she shoots him a sarcastic smile which made him look at her and grin.

“oh, she don’t talk anymore, huh?” rafe asks, glancing at you before looking back at your friend. “not to you, no” she scoffs a laugh, which made him laugh at her. “oooh, feisty one your friend is, ain’t she?” rafe sarcastically says to you with that stupid mocking grin he does.

“go away, rafe.” you roll your eyes and grab your friends hand before walking away from him. “awh, i liked you better when you weren’t a stuck up bitch” rafe says to your friend to piss her off, which made her turn around and stop in her tracks, making you do the same.

“do you really have to be a dick right now?” you raise your voice and eyebrows at his audacity. “oh, she speaks!” rafe sarcastically exclaims, raising his arms. your eyes dart onto topper and kelce stood behind rafe, who were looking right at you with stupid grins on their faces to wind you up.

you give them no notice because they want to see you all riled up, that’s all rafe ever wants. you ignore him completely and grab your friend again, pulling her toward the other room again. “i can see your ass cheeks, ‘guess you really are just a slut after all” rafe says to you which made you groan and yell “fuck off” without stopping or turning around, hearing all three boys giggle like girls at your reaction as you walk out of the kitchen.

“ugh. what a stupid fucking asshole” you vent to your friend. “honestly, fuck him. he’s a prick. you should totally get on someone tonight, ‘would totally piss him off” your friend suggests with a giggle to lighten your mood, making you smile a bit. “i don’t know…” you sigh before you both return to your other two friends who were now both dancing with boys. “fair enough” you shrug, laughing it off as you and your friend resume dancing and drinking to take your mind off things.

another thirty minutes went by, drink after drink, and you found yourself wandering away from your friends and chatting to a random bunch of strangers out in the hallway. you needed to pee really badly, and you had no idea where any of your friends were, so you head up the stairs alone to find a bathroom.

it’s much quieter upstairs with a few odd people going in and out of bedrooms and up and down the stairs. you began searching for the bathroom when you found it, opening the door and stepping inside. when you close the door and turn around, you gasp and jump at the unexpected sight of someone in the bathroom with you.

“shit… sorr— topper?” you quickly apologize, realizing it was rafe’s best friend. “what are you doing? get out” topper says in a mean tone, giving you daggers as he zips up his pants. “i need to pee? you get out” you say to him, noticing he was done using the toilet.

“no, i was in here first” topper scoffs, flushing the toilet and walking over to the sink to wash his hands. “great, well you’re done now, so leave” you smile with a fake sweet tone in your voice, crossing your arms over your chest to wait. “don’t care. wait your turn, don’t come in here demanding” he rolls his eyes, turning off the faucet and drying his hands on himself.

“fine. i’ll just go. i don’t care” you shrug, the alcohol giving you confidence as you walk over to the toilet and pull your panties down from underneath your dress, “what are you doing?” topper frowns, looking at you as if you’re crazy. “going pee, what does it look like?” you ask, laughing as you sit down to pee with him right in front of you.

he doesn’t answer, he only rolls his eyes at you, trying not to look at any private part of yours. he doesn’t make a move for the door, he just stands there kinda watching you with a weird look on his face. you two never really got along so well in the past, with him constantly being on rafe’s side each time you argued. “see? you could’ve left but you didn’t—”

“because i was in here first.” you both bicker as you finish peeing, wrapping toilet paper over your hand to wipe yourself. he didn’t particularly watch you do it, but it was definitely in his vision. when you were done, you flush the toilet and wash your hands, all while topper is still in the bathroom.

“great, look at that, we’re both done. who’s getting the fuck out first?” you ask, giving him a sarcastic look. “i’m staying here” topper says, “okay. well i’m staying here too.” you say to piss him off, seeing him roll his eyes. “not much to do in a bathroom…” he shrugs. “why do you wanna stay here then?” you frown.

“why do you wanna stay here?” he asks the same question you did. “to annoy you.” you shrug and giggle, both of you in a pretty drunk state. “right. typical of you” he scoffs, seeing you reach into your purse and grabbing your lipstick. “mhm” you hum as you turn around to face the mirror, opening your lipstick and reapplying some.

“y’know, you already look like a whore so that lipstick isn’t going to change anything” he says rudely, making you scoff at his reflection in the mirror. “maybe i wanna be a whore” you shrug, focusing on applying the lipstick and rubbing your lips together, all while you lean over the sink counter with your ass cheeks hanging out of your short dress.

you see his eyes dart down to your ass in the mirror’s reflection, making you smirk and poke your butt out a little more, seeing him still looking. “if i’m such a whore, why’re you looking at me like that, hm?” you ask in a bratty tone, placing your lipstick aside and turning around to fully face him, his eyes now looking back up into yours.

“you can’t wear a dress like that and expect me not to look.” he says, looking you up and down which brings tension. “why? is it too much for you?” you tilt your head, a smirk playing at your lips. “yeah. y’look hot.” he says, his drunken state allowing him to forget that you’re his best friend’s ex and this is wrong.

“yeah? you want me to take it off?” you ask, your tone more soft and flirty now as you look at him with a smirk and raised eyebrows. “i mean…” he drags suggestively, making you laugh. “come take it off me then…” you offer, slowly grinning as you see the look on his face. he wants to devour you.

he doesn’t hesitate to take a step closer to you, your bodies just inches apart as the tension grows thicker. “don’t you have friends to get back to?” he asks, “don’t you?” your head tilts. “i asked you first” he says, stepping closer and reaching his hand down to your waist, pulling you closer.

“i have no idea where my friends are. the last i seen em’ they were busy kissing some guys downstairs.” you shrug, cozying up to him as your body gets comfortable being so close to his. “weird. i thought you would’ve been doing exactly that.” he jokes, acting like you’re the slutty friend out of your group.

“well i am… just upstairs” you grin, wrapping your arms behind his neck and pulling his head down to kiss you, your lips immediately crashing onto each others. the kiss turned deep fast, with both of your hands roaming one another’s bodies, his hands slid down to your ass where he grabbed both cheeks, making you giggle and stand on your tip toes. “you like that?” he asks, breaking the kiss for air.

“mhm,” you hum, pulling him back in for another kiss. you hate to admit it but you haven’t been with anyone since rafe, you haven’t been kissed, touched or fucked by another guy since. you were too afraid to jump into new relationships or bond with new guys just in case they were as toxic and crazy as he was, he definitely turned you off men for a while…

the kiss began to get heated as your hand trailed down to his crotch to tease him, feeling him get hard as he twirls his fingers around the sides of your panties, slowly pulling them down your thighs. your dress is still on, but it is raised to give him more access. you let him continue as you feel your panties drop to the floor, making you gasp and giggle.

his fingers instantly begin rubbing your wet pussy, making you moan into the kiss. “fuck…” he says, breathing heavily as he pulls away from the kiss, both of you panting for air as he backs you up onto the countertop, slightly lifting you up to sit on it with your ass cheeks hanging off the edge.

you wrap your legs around his waist and pull him closer, your hands cupping his face. his lips are inches away from yours as his hands grip the sides of your thighs. “you’re so hot…” he says, both of you drunk and lost in horniness. “you’re hot” you say, glancing down at his lips then back into his eyes. he takes this as a sign to kiss you again, so he does.

his hand rubs your pussy again, moaning softly at the feeling of your wetness. “y’wanna fuck?” he asks, pulling away while his fingers toy with your clit, making you moan. “yeah…”

“i don’t have any condoms—”

“i don’t care, i’m on the pill” you cut him off, too horny to even give a fuck about extra protection. he smirks in response before making out with you again, your hands gripping the back of his t-shirt to pull it off and throw it on the floor.

topper has a great body, you couldn’t help but look down at his toned abs and almost drool at the sight. his removes his hands from you to unbuckle his pants, pulling them down slightly along with his boxers. “i’m so hard” he pants, pulling his head away to look down at himself. “yeah? i’m so wet… fuck me…” you smirk, biting your lip as you tighten your legs around his waist, motioning for him to bring his dick to you.

without hesitation he pulls his boxers down, his hard cock springing out and hitting your leg. fuck, he was so big it made you wetter immediately. you lift your legs up some more, shifting your ass in an angle which easier for him to enter you. he grabs his dick and lines it up with your entrance, pushing the tip against it and hearing you gasp.

“fuck… you ready?” he asks, making you grin. he’s actually sweet when it comes to sex, he’s much less forceful and aggressive than rafe was. he asks questions instead of instantly going for what he wants. he respects you which makes you realize maybe not all guys are so bad.

“yeah” you nod, making eye contact with him as he slowly enters you, the both of you gasping at the feeling. “fuck… oh my god” you moan, throwing your head back as more of him enters you, filling you right up with his big cock. “look at me… i wanna look at your pretty face” he says, using his hand to gently pull your head back up.

hearing his words gave you butterflies in your belly and your pussy, his compliments and soft touches making you melt. “top…” you moan, clutching your arms around the back of his neck as your legs move with his hips, thrusting in and out of you.

“shiiit…” he groans, his pace getting rougher with each stroke. you make eye contact and kiss each other a few times before his kisses trail down your jaw and to your neck, where he sucks and bites on your skin. you unwrap your hands from around him and grip his shoulders instead, moaning as he thrusts hard.

you drunkenly fuck on the countertop for a while, kissing and giving each other hickeys. the eye contact he holds with you is insane. you couldn’t help but think about how different he was to rafe, given that he was the only guy you’d ever been with up until now. no matter how drunk you were, you will definitely not forget about this moment and how every thrust felt, every kiss, every little touch on your body…

“fuck… you feel so good,” you moan, looking at your lipstick stain all over topper’s mouth and giggling at it. “what?” he asks breathily, seeing you point at his mouth. he looks up into the mirror above your head and chuckles. “look at yours” he says, helping you turn your head to look at yourself in the mirror, seeing your lipstick smudged around your mouth. you both chuckle and you turn back around to face him, pulling him in for another kiss with as his hands play with your tits above your dress. you didn’t take it off, neither of you wanted to be too exposed being at a crowded party and all.

you went at it for a couple more minutes, moaning each other’s names and exploring each others bodies and mouths. the music downstairs was so loud that it boomed and echoed through the entire house, not allowing you to hear anything else from outside the bathroom, not even the footsteps coming up the stairs…

both of you were so lost in each other that it took a moment to realize that there were male voices just outside the door, “yeah, hold on” one guy says as he opens the door to the bathroom, needing to use it. both you and topper quickly turn your head in that direction to be met with rafe.

shit, you thought… you didn’t actually expect rafe to be the one person to walk in on you. “yo, what the fuck?” rafe says after pausing for a second and immediately getting angry. “rafe—” you say, but he cuts you off with a laugh as he shows kelce outside the door what was happening, but by now topper was already out of you and had his pants back up, and you had jumped off the counter to pull your dress down. “are you fucking for real?” rafe yells with amusement on his face, pointing at you and topper with an angry laugh as kelce says “yo…” in shock.

“rafe bro—” topper tries to speak but rafe doesn’t let him. “nah, are you serious?” rafe amuses angrily, still in disbelief of what he saw. “you come up here to fuck my ex? what the fuck?” rafe pipes up, pointing at himself before fully entering the bathroom, kelce still stood at the doorway. “rafe he’s—” you try to say, but rafe shushes you. “nuh uh, you shut the fuck up, i don’t wanna hear shit from your whore ass” rafe insults, yelling at you which made you flinch a little.

“rafe calm down bro” topper says, attempting to reach down to grab his t-shirt from the floor but rafe stops him and shoves him back. “don’t” you warn your ex with stern eyes, making him laugh. “ohhh, oh i see, you two fuckin’ each other now huh?” rafe jokes, looking over at kelce for backup. “no it’s not like that” you say, topper looking back at you as you briefly stand behind him, your panties still lying on the floor as you were too afraid to bend down and pick them up due to exposure.

“oh, it’s not?” he asks, getting aggressive as he yells in your face, his fists clenching in rage. “bro it was just a spur of the moment…” topper quickly tries defending himself, but rafe turns to look at him, “topper shut the fuck up bro before i beat your ass” he threatens.

“you— you’re just a fucking stupid slut, going for my friends? really?” rafe asks you, making out like this was entirely your fault. “well maybe don’t be such a rude asshole” you shrug, playing it off. now that you think about it, you really don’t care if you upset him or not. he deserves to feel betrayed by his ex and his best friend, he did nothing but bully you.

“really?—”

“yeah, really! you’re a fucking dick and topper here is better than you ever were,” you argue, not caring if you flash yourself as you bend down to snatch your underwear from the floor, shoving them back on. “really?” rafe laughs angrily, “yeah. and bigger, too.” you blurt out, shoving past him to storm out of the bathroom. those last words really ticked him off because you could hear him and topper screaming and yelling at each other as you head down the stairs.

part of you felt bad for leaving topper, but he deserves this, too. all throughout your relationship with rafe, topper was rude to you. he always backed rafe up when you two fought, always insulted you when rafe did, made fun of you like rafe did… tonight you saw a different side of topper, an affectionate and sweet side. maybe it was the wrong place at the wrong time, but who cares? hopefully this’ll ruin their friendship for messing with you.

you rush back to the living room in hopes to find your friends, and luckily you found two of them. “girls… we need to leave” you snicker, trying to hide your laugh. “why?” one yells over the music. “i just fucked topper” you giggle.

“what?!”

“you did what?!”

both friends gasp and widen their eyes. “i fucked topper and rafe walked in” you couldn’t help but laugh in excitement thinking about how much this’ll affect rafe. “oh my god!”

“i know, right?” you laugh as the two of your friends reach over to your third and final friend in the crowd to pull her out. “we’re leaving, let’s go” one says to her, seeing her frown. “why?” she asks, just as you see rafe walking down the stairs, probably trying to find you. “that’s why… come on” you say, pointing at rafe as the four of you quickly move through the crowd and dart for the door, all running out and laughing.

“girl, you’re crazy” one of the girls says to you as you all make it to the end of the driveway and pant for air. “i know… and he’ll kill me if we don’t get the fuck outta’ here” you drunkenly laugh, thinking of the situation as funny more than anything else.

all four of you head down the road and back in the direction of your house where you were prior to the party. “what the hell happened?” your third friend asks, looking at you with a frown. “she fucked topper.” another replies for you. “what? seriously? damn… rafe knows?” she widens her eyes. “rafe saw, he walked in” you giggle, seeing the shocked expression on her face. “holy shit…”

on the walk back home, you tell them all in detail what happened despite you stumbling your words drunkly. all you could think about now was what rafe was doing. was he hurt? did he feel betrayed? you can only hope so.

NOT PROOFREAD. this has been in my drafts for SO long but i only just finished it😭 i hope u guys enjoy!!!! <3 FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED!

english is not my first language so please feel free to point out any spelling/grammar mistakes ◡̈

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I Hate You~Liam Dunbar

WARRING: Cussing,P-in-V Sex,Hate Sex

It was nearly impossible to find a hotel this late at night with rooms available, but we were lucky—until Scott revealed Liam and I would be sharing a room.

"You have to be kidding, right? I glare at Liam and yell, "There's no way I'm sharing a room with him."

"Listen, I understand it's not ideal, but we have no choice. Scott sighs, "It's one night you'll both be fine."

Liam complains, "This is going to be the worst night of my life."

"Oh my god, I'm done listening to the two of you." Let's head to our rooms and leave early in the morning," says Stiles.

Liam and I keep giving each other glares as everyone nods. After arriving at our room, unlocking the door, and setting all of our stuff down, there was only silence.

"I'm going to change."

"Good for you," Liam murmurs.

I changed into shorts and a basic t-shirt. When I walk out, I can feel Liam's gaze moving over my entire body. He has changed, too, and he's not wearing a shirt. I decided not to say anything about it.

I sighed as I climbed into bed, already irritated by how much room Liam was taking up.

"Move over for fuck sakes, and stay on your side," I scoffed.

"Trust me, I don't want to be any closer to you than I need to." He scoffed back.

Liam gives me another quick glance before he moves over, switches off the lamp, and settles in.

I turn with my back to him and try to nod off.

I woke up to Liam's body right against mine and his hand on my hip, not realizing how much time had passed.

How the hell are we in this position at all?

"You wouldn't stop moving your fucking hips, and I was freezing, so I moved over," he complains, obviously sensing that I had woken up.

"Okay, there's no reason for the fucking attitude." I scoffed

"Maybe if you weren't basically grinding against my dick and giving me a hard on, I wouldn't have to give attitude," he responds.

Suddenly, my breath caught in my throat as I became fully aware of his dick pressing against my ass.

I mumble, "Sounds like a problem," relieved that it was dark and he couldn't see the blush that had formed on my cheeks.

"Keep it up, and you'll be a whimpering mess beneath me," he responds.

That one sentence was all it took for me to start experiencing pain in the space between my legs.

"What, not another snarky return? Too shaken up by my words?" He questions.

"Fuck off and let me go back to sleep," I complained, not wanting to acknowledge that I was being affected by him.

I sigh as his hand slides under my shorts and rubs my clit in circles.

I felt his fingers go to my entrance and make circles around it, so I spread my legs wider.

"I-Liam." I whimper.

“Tell me what you need, baby.”

I beg, "Stop teasing," my body aching for his fingers to be inside me.

"Mm, but you sound so good begging for me, like a needy slut," he responds.

"Please, I need it," I beg once more as his teasing drives me crazy.

"I always knew you were a little slut." He curls two fingers, hitting that special spot deep inside of me.

"Oh my god," I moan.

He says something I can't hear because I'm too busy feeling good and because the knot in my stomach is getting bigger.

"Are you listening to me?" He asks, bringing me back to the present moment as he grabs my face, turns it to face him, and removes his fingers.

"I- what? What are you doing? Why did you stop?” I stammer, frustrated that his fingers aren't inside of me.

With a growl, he reaches for my neck and squeezes, saying, "God, you need to learn how to fucking listen."

"I said you're going to ride me so I can see how good of a slut you can be."

"Fuck, yeah, okay." I moaned

His dick shot out and smacked his stomach as I watched him shuffling to take off his boxers and pajamas.

"Take your shirt off." He yelled as he watched me take it off, and then he took both of my breasts and played with my nipples.

"Please.” I beg

"Please what?" He asked back.

"Please let me ride you. I need you." I cry out.

I watch as his hand moves and he spits on it, then begins to jerk off.

"I don’t know. I could just keep getting myself off watching you instead," he replies.

I choke out, almost mesmerized by the way his hand moves up and down. My pussy throbbing for him.

"Liam, fuck, come on."

With a smirk, he says, "So needy, hop on."

I moved so he was facing my entrance and started to lower myself, wincing as his size caused my pussy to stretch.

"You can take it. "Don't act like you can't," he commands.

With my hands supporting his lower abdomen, he growls out as he fully enters me.

My pace fastened, moving up and down as I went. I saw his eyes follow my body up and down several times.

"Fuck me, you really are a little slut." He moans.

"So fucking tight."

I whimper, "Feels—feels so good."

Liam is starting to push his hips up, matching my pace and meeting mine every time I lower myself again, which only makes me more and more satisfied.

"Liam, fuck, I'm going to come," I moan as his dick hits my g-spot, sending a chill down my spine.

"Hold it, not yet," he responds.

"What?" I whine

"You're going to wait till I do." He groans and thrusts his hips more forcefully.

"I can't hold it."

"You can and you will."

I let out a whimper and leaned back, doing everything within me to follow his orders.

It was almost too much for me to handle, as I felt his dick slamming into me.

"Oh, I'm coming. Fuck, fuck. Liam growls, his eyes tightly shut, as I feel him release into me.

The sight of him only makes it more difficult to resist. "Don't think about stopping," he says.

"Please," I pleaded, not sure that I could even contain myself for another moment.

"Such a slut, needing to come so badly," he grumbles. "Come for me."

My legs quickly grow weak as pleasure consumes my body, and I let out moans as my climax takes over.

"That was.”

"Amazing," he finished.

"I've never doubted for a second that I could have you begging for me."

"Jesus Christ, you couldn't just not be cocky for 5 minutes?" I groaned.

"Nope, it's in my nature." He shrugs

"Fuck, you're so annoying," I respond.

"You didn't seem to think I was annoying when you were screaming my name and begging to come," he grinned.

"You are now," I answer.

"Just wait. I’ll have you begging for me all over again.

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