Summary: Kenanโs jealousy quickly turns into angry Sex.
Kenan has never been jealous of anyone in his live, expect the guys that go to University with you. That get to see you everyday nearly ten hours straight. All dresses up looking like a doll.
Right now the two of you were having a heated argument because these many guys at University keep texting you, they don't know that you're Boyfriend is Kenan Yildiz and you want to keep it that way. You know how peoples behaviour changes as soon as they know who your boyfriend is and passing High School with that kind of attention was already mentally hard enough on you.
The problem is that Kenan doesn't want to understand why you wouldn't want to tell them that you have a boyfriend. He thinks you're going to cheat on him with some guy. For months these fights have been going on and the 6.860,53 km distance between New York City, where you're going to University, and Turin, where Kenan is living due to playing for the best club in Italy Juventus Turin, doesn't make things any easier for you two. Your whole life you had control over everything but since you're in a relationship with Kenan things get worse sometimes. You can't go from having control of everything to having control over nothing every couple weeks. You're sick of it, if he wants to claim you as his he should take control over both of your lives like a real man does, just at certain points though.
"What do you want then ?" Kenan yelled at you, clearly frustrated.
I repeat his question as our bodies become still. His expression darkens as he waits for his instructions. I think over the words for a second to find that the answer is simple.
"I want you to take control" I replied.
He quirks his head to the side, taking in my words.
"My whole life has consisted of me being in control. With you, I get to just let go. I don't have to think"
The words come easily and they couldn't be more true. With Kenan, I get to feel free as he takes over, directing me to where I never knew I wanted to be.
I watch for his reaction as he sits there, seeming to chew over my words. His brows pinch together as he searches my eyes. I can tell it's what he really wants but he's afraid to cross a line with me. Kenan likes being in control and I know it.
"Are you sure?" He asks and a devious smile starts to play at his lips.
His words are a warning. It's my last chance to back out from what he has planned but I don't even think twice.
"If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get" and that infamous grin of his slowly spreads across his face, making my heart rate kick up again.
One thing about our relationship is that after every heated argument we have sex. It just comes naturally.
He brings his lips to mine, gently kissing the small scar on my lip. He cups the side of my face, brushing his thumb lightly over the fading bruise on my jaw. At that moment, I see nothing but care in his eyes but that look quickly switches to lust and my hands grip at the front of his sweatshirt in anticipation.
"We might need a safe word for what I have planned" Kenan says and suddenly I'm on my back.
"Hold this" he brings one of my hands up to the headboard and then does the same with the other. "Don't let go" he demands and my hands grip tightly as I follow his directions, my body already reacting to his words.
Kenan sits up between my legs, looking down at my vulnerable position as he trails one finger across the strip of skin peaking out above my shorts. My hips lift towards his touch.
I want that hand between my legs.
"Patience" Kenan answers my thoughts and runs the finger back in the other direction and my belly tightens at the core. The hardness between his legs barely grazes me through my shorts and I can feel myself getting wet already.
I need pressure against me...something.
He takes his sweatshirt off followed by the tank top underneath. I want to run my fingers over the tan skin of his lean stomach and chest but instead my fingers just tighten their grip on the headboard.
His hands grip my hips and he sits there for a few seconds before he slowly starts grinding himself against me. I watch the muscles in his arms flex and then trail my eyes down to that delicious V-Line that dips into the waistband of his pants. The friction feels incredible and I match the circular motions with my hips. His eyes watch me intently as I enjoy the relief but soon I realize it only ignites the want in me even more.
Suddenly, the heat of his body is on mine as he leans over, his palms pressed into the bed on either side of my head. My legs wrap around Kenan his waist as he thrusts his hips hard just one time, causing a moan escapes my mouth as my back arches.
"Don't worry, I'll be inside you soon" he breathes against my neck and I turn my head, exposing more skin for him.
"But first..." his lips brush me lightly.."I'm going to fuck you with my mouth" his tongue trails from the base of my neck up.
"And if you..." he lays a kiss on my collar bone.
"move your hands..." kiss.
"there will be consequences.." kiss.
He trails down my body with his mouth, making me squirm.
But do I want the consequences?
"And what might those be, Mr. Yildiz?"
His eyes flick up to mine as he nips at the skin directly above my shorts with his teeth.
"Move your hands and find out" he dares me with a dark look and I can't seem to budge under his glare.
"I'll get you to move eventually" Kenan smirks and slowly pulls my shorts off.
I feel the air hit the wetness between my legs as he spreads my legs apart.
His arms wrap under my thighs, holding me in place as I try not to squirm under his stare.
He drags his tongue agonizingly slow from my entrance to my clit and my hips instantly lift to meet his mouth.
"Mmmm" the moan slips past my lips as I watch his tongue circle me, his eyes watching my reaction. My legs start to shake already.
I was ready far before he even started and I feel myself teetering on the brink as his mouth does wonderful things.
Kenan moves fast and hard, only to then suddenly slow his pace, applying only the slightest bit of pressure as he flicks over the bundle of nerves over and over. The feeling becomes almost too intense as the tightness builds in the pit of my stomach.
He moves his hand from under my thighs to between my legs and I know I'm about to lose it. Kenan watches my face as he slides two fingers in me, again flicking his tongue over my clit to add to the sensation.
"Oh God yesss" my back arches and without thinking my hand leaves the headboard, sliding into his hair, attempting to guide where I want him.
His mouth and hand leaves me and he sits up, leaving me panting and confused.
"Breaking the rules already" he flips me onto my hands and knees. Leaning his body over mine, his hand wr aps into my hair and pulls my head back.
"Put your hands on that headboard" he demands and I reach my hands up, gripping it again.
"How should I punish you" he pulls my head back a little harder with his mouth against my ear. I push my ass against him, begging for anything he wants to give me.
I never knew dominance was such a turn on for me...
Reaching his free hand around my waist and between my legs, he circles his finger around the sensitive bud, biting down on my lobe with his teeth.
"Yess" I move my hips with the motions of his hand, feeling his breath against my neck.
"You want to come?" He asks.
"Please" his hands keep me right of that cliff, hanging by a thread. If he went a little faster, I would fall into sweet oblivion.
"Too bad you didn't listen to the rules" his finger slows and I want to scream.
"No no no" the words spill out of my mouth.
Normally begging would have gotten me exactly what I wanted but this time he showed me that there were consequences.
"Don't. Move." Kenan's tone was hard. His body leaves mine and I grip my hands tighter, trying to catch my breath.
The lights turn off, leaving only the small amount of illumination from the street lamps outside peaking in through the window.
I look behind me but I can't really see what Kenan's doing and all my senses are heighten ten fold.
The bed dips down and I feel his heat from behind again.
"I suggest you listen this time if you want to come" he speaks up.
His hands squeeze my ass and I can feel the tip of him resting against my entrance. I try to push back onto him but he pulls away, making me groan in frustration.
"Kenan, please" my head drops. I need to feel him inside me. I crave the fullness so much, it hurts.
My hands aches to move off the headboard, knowing I could make myself come in two seconds.
"You sound so sexy when you beg" he enjoys every minute of this. Of me being so needy for him. I can almost hear the smirk on his face.
His hand slides up the curve of my back while the other glides his dick up and down the wetness of my swollen center.
My breath hitches as he brushes my bundle of nerves before sliding back to my opening, sending electric shocks through my body.
"Fuckkkk" Kenan's groans at the sensation of my slickness against his head and the primal sound coming from him sends shivers through me.
Giving into my plea, his hips finally push forward, allowing just a small amount of his thickness to enter me. A hiss leaves his mouth as I pulse around him and a small cry falls from my lips.
"Damn it, just fuck me" the demand leaves my lips without thought. I don't even recognize who I am in the moment. I'm a puddle of need and I can't take another second of teasing.
A deep, husky laugh comes from behind me.
Yeah, I bet you're enjoying every second of this torture..
"Are you ready to listen?" He pushes forward just a little more and I nod my head vigorously, biting down on my lip to keep the moans at bay.
"Answer me" he growls and his palm connects with my ass, the pain turns to pleaure instantly.
"Are you going to show everyone who you belong to ? Who left all those marks on your neck"Kenan was being dead serious, I knew that if I wouldn't answer him he'd be too rough on me.
"Yes" I scream out and he chooses that moment to sink into me fully. My breath sucks in as my walls stretch to accommodate his size.
One hand reaches up, wrapping into my hair as the other grips my shoulder. He pushes his length in as deep as he can and stays there, my nails digging into wood.
"Fuck" he groans, gliding back out slowly before slamming back in. My head whips back and I lock my arms to take the force of him as he continues to push into me over and over.
I can barely catch my breath trying to keep up with him but he never slows.
"You feel so fucking good, Love" He twists his hand in my hair, pulling my head back towards him as his hips hit against my ass.
My mouth opens but only moans come out. Him praising me almost brings me over the edge.
His hand slaps my ass once again and it only increases the overwhelming feelings ripping through my body, his pace quickening.
"Yes,Kenan, yes" my walls tighten around him as the orgasm builds.
"Don't you come unless I tell you to" he lays his body over mine.
He's never demanded this from me. I feel the heat from his chest against my back and he reaches under me, ripping my shirt down to expose my chest.
His body keeps moving furiously against mine as he rolls my hard nipple between his fingers.
"Oh my god" my muscles tighten. I'm not going to be able to hold back much longer.
Tell me I can come, please..
His breaths come fast next to my ear and his mouth assaults my neck. Licking and sucking up the side, I see his eyes watching me lose control.
The hand on my breast then travels slowly between my legs.
Nope, not going to be able to hold back....
"You wait," Kenan demands, wrapping his other hand around my neck and pulling my face to his. His eyes connect with mine as he circles my clit, daring me to even try letting go without permission.
"Common Baby, stay with me," I open my eyes and his mouth crashes to mine as his grasp tightens slightly around my neck. Our tongues intertwine as he swallows my moans. The feeling of his thickness inside me, his finger between my legs, his mouth on mine.. it all mixes together in perfect harmony.
"Come" one simple word calmly spoken against my lips, my body ignites and I cry out in his mouth as it tears through me. It feels like a million tiny fireworks explode inside.
Beginning in my core, slowly spreading down my legs and arms, finally reaching the very tips of my fingers.
"Good girl" he grins, watching me fall apart as he continues pounding into me, milking every last drop of the climax.
Kenan knows exactly what those specific words do to me.
"My" he thrust into me hard.
"Girl" this time with more force.
My hands fall from the headboard as my body collapses. I couldn't hold on any longer if I tried but it doesn't seem to bother him.
My chest now flat against the bed, he lifts my ass in the air. He glides in and out, gripping my hips and the new slow pace is a whole new, tortuous feeling.
"Sweetheart" he groans out, his fingers biting at my waist. He's losing his control and it's sexy as hell. My hands grip the sheets and I bury my moans into the bed, my whole body shakes from head to toe.
"I'd like to fuck this little ass of yours," his thumb circles juices over my back end, slightly pressing down. The sensation is foreign but amazing.
My head turns to look at him as I watch him slowly rock in and out of me while he teases my ass. He's biting that full bottom lip of his, making me want to take it in my mouth and suck on it.
"You're not quite ready for that yet" Kenan continues stroking his thumb and my belly starts tightening again already.
I never knew that felt so gooodโฆ
"Are you ready for this?" He presses the thick digit in slightly and my instinct is to pull away but he pumps his hips and the feeling becomes sexual instead of invasive.
I moan out as he presses a little further. I find myself pushing into his hand instead of pulling away.
I just keep surprising myself...
"You like that, don't you?" Kenan kicks off the speed of his finger and his thrusts and I can't believe I'm ready to burst again. This man is not human.
"I can't- Kenan, god" My Eyes start tearing up. I knew he'd be rough, but never that he'd be this rough. This one is coming on fast and furious.
"You can love, you're doing so good for me" Kenan spoke out, meaning every single word he says.
There is no time to prepare or hold back. I slam my ass back at his hips, taking in the feeling of his thumb hooked in my ass.
"Come with me Baby" he groans and we release together, this one just as spectacular as the one before it, and I collapse. I have absolutely nothing left in me. His body lays on mine as he catches his breath.
He brushes the hair away from my face, laying half on me and half on the bed. He lays kisses down my jaw line. "Mmmmmm" is all I manage to get out.
"Next time..." he grazes his teeth against my neck, leaving more love bites.
"I'm fucking you at University" Kenan speaks out, and I know very well that he's being serious.
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