💫Jelly💫

Pairing(s): Aaron Blackford x Reader

Genre: A whole lotta smut

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Smut

Summary: Watching Aaron ready himself and leave for work every morning is pure torture. It was sinful. For once, you’d like to thoroughly enjoy having him fuck you in his work attire.

Sultry. Sexy, sultry, absolutely fucking delectable. His hair done up nicely, a watch adorning his left wrist. A crisp, white dress shirt hugging his slim torso and muscular arms in all the right ways. And god, oh god, those tight, black slacks, fitting so nicely around his thick thighs and tight ass. Oh, how I desperately wanted to just-

Your thoughts are abruptly interrupted by the man of the hour, pulling you out of your tainted thoughts and back into reality. "Why are you staring at me so intently?" He gives you a slow once over, his blue eyes darkening with lust, knowingly. You hum quietly, "I like what I see," You stand from you spot on the large bed, crossing the space between the two of you. Entering your shared en suite bathroom, your hands immediately reach out towards him. His hands latch onto your hips, squeezing gently. You run your hands up his chest, feeling his warm skin beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. "Aaron," you start to say, bringing one of your hands up to grab onto the back of his neck, tugging him, bringing him closer to your body. "You look so, so, so good in your work clothes." You say leaning in closer, an ache to quell the hunger building inside of you. You take his lips in yours desperately, trying to show him how needy he makes you. He breaks the kiss for a moment, his eyes flickering from your lips to you eyes, his gaze on you is hot and full of want. Your breath hitches, a whimper threatening to spill from your lips. “Baby…,” soft lips graze yours and the hands on your hips pull you flush against him. His grip on you tightens, nails digging into your skin slightly. “I don’t have enough time to take care of you and be to work on time,” he half moans, you can feel his lower region hot and pulsating against you. You breathe out shakily against his mouth. Your voice barely above a whisper,” Then stay,” you stare directly into his heady gaze, losing yourself in the ocean of blues. So beautiful, so undeniably stunning. He’s too much for me to handle. “Stay here with me then, Aaron Blackford,” Aaron sighs deeply. “God, what am I going to do with you.” He chuckles lightly, his left leaving your waist to cup the side of your face. He brushes his thumb over your cheek, over the swell of your lips and then your chin. He brings his lips to meet yours, kissing you tenderly, at first. You can feel his impatience growing, a tender kiss turning hungry and needy in an instance. His lips leave yours to plant hot open mouth kisses along your jawline. He growls against you, his warm breath tickling your skin. “Fuck it, I’ll go in late.”

Aaron grips your hips tightly, swiftly lifting you onto the bathroom counter, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist. Your bare thighs are met with the cold surface of the sleek marble. Goosebumps prickle across your skin, and you shudder. Aaron’s lips attack yours hungrily, his hands immediately slipping beneath your shirt, trailing them up your stomach until he reaches your naked breasts. His large hands grip and knead at the tender skin, rolling your nipples between his fingers. You arch into him, moaning languidly into his mouth. His lips leaves yours, moving lower to attack your neck. You lean your head back, exposing more of your skin and giving him better access as he nips and sucks at the space beneath your jaw. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he says, his voice deep and full of lust. The warmth pooling between your legs now becoming more and more unbearable, you arch farther into him, begging him for more. “Aaron, please, I need you inside of me now.” Aaron gripped the hem of your sleep shirt, you lifted your arms as he pulled the material up and over your head, discarding it on floor. His lips return to yours briefly before moving downwards to take one of your exposed nipples into his mouth. You moan, reaching your hand down to palm his length through his slacks. Aaron moans against you, the sweet vibrations going straight to your center. You use your unoccupied hand to push against his chest gently, urging him to stand up straight. You immediately reach for his pants, undoing the button and quickly pulling down the zipper. Aaron pushes both his pants and boxers to his hips, freeing his erect member. He settles himself back between your thighs, his hard length pulsating against your clothed core. Aaron reaches between the two of you, running his thumb over your damp panties.  “God, you’re so wet already.” He rasps, a faint whimper crawls its way out of your throat. He moves your panties aside, not even bothering to take them off. ‘Me too’. You thought. ‘I’m feeling just as impatient’. He slides the head of his cock up and down your slit a few times, coating himself in your arousal before plunging into you. You moan loudly, your head falling back, coming into contact with the large mirror mounted above the counter. His fucks you passionately, rocking your body back and forth atop the counter. “Oh god, Aaron. Please don’t stop’ The sounds of your bodies becoming one fill the room, you moans bouncing off the walls all around you. “God, you take me so well,” Aaron groans in your ear, his breath hitching in his throat. “Every fucking time,” He picks up his pace, fingers digging roughly into your hips, holding you in place.  “Oh god, Aaron. I’m gonna cum” Your legs shaking around his waist, you orgasm coming at you faster than you had anticipated. Aaron reached a hand between your bodies to rub rough circles into your bundle of nerves. You moaned and yelled a variety of swear words with utter abandon. Your body shaking and spasming around his. Hands gripping onto him for dear life as your orgasm raked through you. “Fuuuck,” you heard around groan, as his own released filling you. He continued to thrust into you, slowly milking his own orgasm. “Such a good girl,” he said softly, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours. He pulled out gingerly, pepper your face and neck with light kisses. You giggle, his nose tickling your skin. “You’re going to be really late for work,” Aaron chuckles, glancing at the watch on his wrist and sighing deeply. “Surely they can handle another half hour without me,” Using your hands to push yourself forward, you slide your butt off the counter top. You survey the counter top, assessing the remnants of you and Aaron’s sexual endeavor. “Looks like we made a mess,” A small puddle of your bodily fluids are slowly drying up on the surface. You reach into the cabinet under the sink, grabbing a container of cleaning wipes. Aaron hugs you from behind, plant a light kiss against the crown of your head. “I’d better get going,”

“Okay,” you sigh, pouting slightly. He meets your eyes in the mirror’s reflection. His gaze is dark and suggestive. His lips brush the back of your ear, sending chills down your spine. “We’ll continue this later,” your heart races, as you watch as you him turn and exit the bathroom.