Not Here For A Long Time, Here For A Good Time 🖤

You perfectly knew that Stu wasn't a guy who would take "no" for an answer. Maybe it was because he'd always been spoiled by his parents and didn't understand the meaning of that word? Maybe he hated the fact that you would say "no" to him, because if you truly love him as you always say, why would you reject an opportunity to go out with him? Both answers to those questions are probably correct, because you knew that Stu didn't know how to respect your personal space either, not that you minded anyway. But your parents did and that was the problem. They even told you once that Stu was obsessed with you and that your personal life has also become his, as if it were his property. Maybe they were right about that, but that's how Stu showed how much he loved and cared for you and it always worked well in your relationship. And you really missed him.

Sleep didn't want to make its presence known, so you decided to watch your favorite show on your new tv. However, you still couldn't stop thinking about the argument with your parents. Of course you defended your boyfriend and were always on his side to protect him against anyone, even your own parents, but it did made you very upset... all you wanted was for your family to see how genuinely happy Stu makes you feel, how he always admired you and treated you as if you were the only woman to walk on earth and how he's so funny that it's practically impossible not to laugh because of some silly joke he's made until your cheeks hurt. You just wished your family accepted him and loved him as much as you did...

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted when you heard your window being knocked on repeatedly. You screamed for a second, because you weren't expecting that to happen in the middle of the cold night. Nevertheless, you immediately felt relieved when you saw Stu standing there with his puppy eyes and big smile on his handsome face you loved so much. A wide smile appeared on your face the moment you realized your boyfriend wanted to surprise you and that he had actually made an effort to see you.

His giant body barely fit through your window and the way he clumsily tried to get into your room, like a cartoon thief, made you laugh until your belly started to get sore.

"Baby, what are you doing?? It's cold outside!" you asked worriedly, before you watched him fall face down on the floor as he let out an "ouch". You couldn't stop laughing at his poor attempt to sneak into your room, as he already knew that your parents would never let him in, especially so late at night. You looked over your bedside table, where your alarm clock was, to see what time it was, as it marked 2:33 am.

"Surprisee baby!" he shouted excitedly, with a contagious smile that didn't leave his face for a moment. His breathing was accelerated, which made you realize he had some trouble climbing up to your window. You felt your heart warming at his romantic gesture, yet you didn't want your parents to find out and kick him out of your house or worse.

"Be quiet babe, you're not supposed to be here! You need to leave Stu, my parents are gonna ki-" you were really worried about your boyfriend's safety, but Stu didn't give you a chance to finish your sentence, as he grabbed you firmly around your waist and began kissing you passionately with his long, skilled tongue. His hands were all over your body and his grip was tight, not allowing you to move away from him.

"Shh- don't worry about them. It's just us now. I've missed you so much, baby." he admitted, before kissing your neck eagerly. When he he'd had enough, he pulled you up by your hips and laid you down on your bed, his mouth never leaving yours. You couldn't help moaning as you felt his sweet, loving assaults on your body, his lips and big hands making you melt into his addictive touch.

"Love, we have to be quiet... and you're making it hard for me." by now you were feeling breathless, unable to contain your desire for your horny and needy boyfriend. Instinctively, you rubbed against Stu's crotch which made him groan in pleasure, as you could feel him already hard under his jeans. He began to gently pinch your nipples through the fabric of your short pajama top, enjoying and closely analyzing your reactions to his teasing touch.

"Looks like I have to shut you up so we don't get caught, baby..." the last thing you saw was a mischievous grin on your boyfriend's face, before he firmly turned you around so that you were on all fours for him. He pressed his erection against your ass, while his eyes rolled back as he put his head back from the stimulation and his mouth was slightly open. You were starting to enjoy this game way too much, to see who couldn't hold back their moans, and you made sure you would win this battle. You pushed your ass against him and started rolling your hips in a provocative way, knowing that Stu wouldn't be able to hold it much longer. He bit his lips at this and frowned, realizing what you were trying to do to him.

"My girl really wants to get some, huh? You wanna play dirty, doll? Do you really think you can win this game against me?" he laughed trying to mock you, making you feel pathetic if you really thought you could stay quiet with the way he was about to fuck you.

"Just fuck me already Stu, I can't hold it much longer..." you quickly gave up and decided to beg him for mercy, so you could feel him inside you for once. You were dripping by now and the thought of having to keep quiet so no one would catch you at such a vulnerable and intimate moment turned you on even more for some reason.

You finally felt him give you want you wanted, since Stu himself wasn't a very self-controlled guy when it came to you. You felt his tongue lick a long, firm strip from your throbbing clit to your pulsing, empty hole. This made you grip your pillow as hard as you could while he ate you out from behind. Unfortunately, it didn't last much longer like you'd hoped, as you didn't realize how horny and impatient Stu was feeling that night. Suddenly, you felt his fully erect cock enter you without any resistance, sliding easily into you because you were so wet with your cum and his saliva. He didn't give you any time to adjust to him as he usually did and started pounding you hard and fast. He knew you all too well, so he pushed your face against your pillow to prevent any sound coming out of your pretty mouth and kept his strong hand on your head. You prayed that no one would hear you both fucking like horny teenagers who can't control their sexual hormones. It wasn't your fault that you and Stu were so fucking attracted to each other and that your shared love was considered obsessive, right?

"You like that, don't you babygirl? You love it when I fuck you like this... You needy slut, can't get enough of your boyfriend's cock inside your tight hole. I bet your parents would be so embarrassed if they saw you getting fucked this good." he whispered in your ear before changing his angle to fuck you deeper. Wet sounds, your muffled moans and his heavy breathing were the only sounds being heard in your room, turning you both on even more. It didn't last much longer when you both came at the same time, since Stu was way too horny to hold his orgasm. He was so glad he'd made you cum before he climaxed inside you.

After the moment of ecstasy you both experienced, you lay there trying to catch your breath while staring at the ceiling. It was then that Stu pulled you closer to him and hid his face on your neck, clinging to you more than usual. He was acting way too needy and clingy, and wasn't trying to be the "dominant" one, which made you worry about him.

"Are you ok, love? Do you wanna talk about it?" you asked him softly as you caressed his hair and cheeks. You knew him too well to recognize whenever he wasn't feeling good, even when he was trying to hide it.

"My girl knows me so well." he chuckled weakly, trying to find the right words to tell you what was had been bothering him. After a moment of silence in which you tried to comfort him with your tender touches, he finally spoke. "My parents won't be able to make it for my birthday. Again." your heart ached for him, because you knew this problem had happened before. Although Stu's parents loved him and treated him right, they had never been very present throughout his life and that took a tool on his emotional behavior. That explained why he was so addicted to your attention and wanted you all to himself, all the time. It made you really sad that you couldn't help your boyfriend properly, because the presence of anyone's parents is irreplaceable.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, baby. I'm sure they're extremely busy with work and that's the only reason for their absence on such a special day. We both know that they love you and I'll be there for you to make sure you have the biggest party ever." you gently grabbed his face and smiled warmly at him, admiring his ocean eyes that reminded you of the maldivian water, as he stared back at you with pure love.

"I know you will. What would I do without you? You're the love of my life, you know that right?" you chuckled as you softly kissed his cute nose.

He approached you slowly, waving a quick hello to the baby but otherwise just watching him slowly shut his eyes as he drifted off.

"The children adore you," he noticed, smiling proudly, "as do I."

"I adore them," you returned, "and I'm... thankful you hired me to care for them."

You felt his gaze on you as you gently laid the baby in his crib, feeling a little strange about him standing so close behind you while you were bent over. "Don't you ever want any of your own?" he asked, lowering his voice a bit. "You'd make a lovely mother..."

He trailed off for a moment, his fingers brushing over your back through your dress, making your breath catch.

"...and such a sweet little wife, too," he added with a slow breath. You shuddered, turning to face him and completely intending to tell him how inappropriate this was, but the look in his eyes shut you up in a second.

"M-Mr. Shelby..." you mumbled, blinking up at him as he stepped closer again, nearly pressing his body to yours-- you tried to step back but only found yourself pressed against the crib.

"Well?" he pressed. "Don't you want children?"

"M-maybe someday," you answered nervously, struggling to keep your attention on the conversation when he rubbed your arm through your sleeve. "But I think I'm still too young--"

He knit his brows together, shaking his head. "Oh, no-- you're the perfect age for it, darling..."

You swallowed thickly, his fingers running gently over your jaw and lifting your chin so he could get a better look at your nervous, confused expression.

"You should have one," he decided suddenly, "and I should have another."

You opened your mouth to disagree, but nothing really came out... instead, he just pulled you into a kiss: slow, gentle, patient. You knew Tommy could be a volatile man, even violent, but you'd never known he could be so tender.

Of course, it didn't last long. He was anything but slow or gentle or patient when he had you in his bedroom, pressed up against the wall as he drove into you mercilessly, holding your legs open as he grunted with each rough thrust into your heat. "Good girl," he growled as your head fell back with a sigh of pleasure, "look how well you take it. I knew you needed a baby in you, darling-- as soon as I saw you, I knew. This body of yours just begging to be bred..."

You whined and bit your lip, but a hard thrust that went just a bit too deep made you yelp loudly-- and his hand quickly snapped over your mouth, muffling your noises as he panted in your ear.

“I should buy more of these for you, then?” He asked, looking down at her half naked body. He was trying to change the subject, but she let him. She sat up and looked down at herself, hands on her breasts, she felt the soft cotton of her peach coloured bra beneath her fingertips and then nodded.

“Makes me feel pretty.” Then, she smiled wider at him and placed her hands on his bare chest. “Makes you look even prettier.” He rolled his eyes, but his cheeks were bright red, up to the tips of his ears, all the way down to the base of his neck. 

“I shouldn’t have told you this…” he trailed off, drawing circles on her hip bones with the pads of his thumbs. 

“What?” She asked dramatically, leaning forward to peck his lips. “Why not? I love you.” He kissed her automatically, keeping her flower-flavoured lips close to his. 

“Okay, yeah, I’ll give ya that,” he chuckled, sliding his hands slowly up her back, pressing her down against his body. “I’m just…” he trailed off, playing with the clasp of her bra. 

“Embarrassed by what people might think or say?” She finished for him, trailing her lips across his jaw, nibbling despite the tickling stubble. 

“Yeah,” he whispered, closing his eyes as she kissed up to his pulse point. Sucking softly, he moaned, bending his knees and rolling his up against her wet core. The sheer, pale-purple panties he wore rubbing so deliciously against the cotton of her peach underwear. 

“Well, I’m not them and they’re not here,” she told him, sitting up and sliding off his lap. “I’m gonna have to pull your panties to the side and show you that it doesn’t matter what any fuckhead thinks,” she said playfully, sliding her hands lovingly down his sides.

He laughed out loud, throwing his head back in the pillows, body shaking with laughter. She smiled down at him and laughed quietly, patiently waiting for him to come to a stop.

“I love you,” he murmured breathlessly. “Whatever it is that I show you, you just… don’t change.” 

“Why would I?” She tilted her head, reaching into a metallic bowl with melted ice. He craned his neck upwards to watch her, biting his lip as water dripped down her hands, her fingers turning red from the coldness of the ice cubes. She popped one cube into her mouth, sucking softly as he watched, swallowing as a droplet slipped down her wrist to her elbow. 

“I dunno,” he shrugged dumbly. His eyes flickered back up to her face. She stared back at him lovingly and leaned down to deposit the now-small ice cube on his stomach from her warm mouth. He inhaled softly, watching as she licked his flushed skin and pushed the ice cube with her tongue. 

She left it between his pecs and leaned upwards to kiss his neck mischievously. He shivered and squirmed, reaching upwards to clench a hand in her hair. Cold lips sucked again at the pink mark on his neck, her tongue just as cool moving back and forth against his warm skin. He moaned deeply and tugged her hair, needily guiding her cold mouth to his.

He sucked her tongue when their already parted lips met, the cold velvet of her mouth against his feverish tongue. Dean licked into her with furrowed brows, focused on tasting every inch of her—wet and lewd lips moving with hers. 

She pressed against him hard, smoothing her icy fingers up his chest. She found the ice cube again and brought them over to one of his nipples. He retracted his tongue from her mouth, gasping against her lips, but she continued to kiss him with just as much passion as he started with. 

Out of breath, he tugged her hair again, pulling her away from his lips. She allowed him to move her away and took the same ice cube from his chest, holding it to his lips. He opened his mouth so she could drop it inside and let it dissolve in his hot mouth.

“You’re so cute,” she whispered playfully, reaching up for a new ice cube. She let the cold water fall on his stomach, a little pool of liquid forming between the faint lines of his toned stomach. The water slid down his sides, onto the sheets, and tickled his skin. “Mmm, so hot,” she murmured, holding the ice tightly in one hand while she reached down to the silky panties she got him to wear.

She placed the ice cube above his belly button and his skin prickled, bumps growing on his skin so his hair stood on ends, the shiver running up his spine to his head. She rubbed her warm hand over the underwear, stroking his erect cock slowly, torturously brushing her thumb over the tip as precum dampened the sheer material. 

He fisted the sheets, breathlessly giving her control over his pleasure. She wrapped her lips around the melting ice cube resting on his stomach and released it again to kiss her way down to his pelvis with frosty lips. She mouthed over his cock, humming softly against him as he rolled his hips upwards, lips parted and brows pinched together. 

“You’re so hard, baby,” she moaned, pulling the panties he wore to the side to pull his dick out with cold fingers. With a sharp intake of breath, his eyes snapped open, meeting the smug face of his girlfriend between his legs. She blew warm air over the tip dripping precum, watching it twitch as it stood erect. “So pretty, just like the rest of you,” she smiled up at him. 

He cursed softly, biting his lip hard as she leaned forward and swirled her cold tongue around the tip and then flat up the slit. His precum against her tastebuds made her mouth water. 

“Mmm, better than cookies,” she hummed softly, licking the soft tip one last time for emphasis on how good he tasted. Her fingertips teased upwards along the shaft as she planted a kiss on the tip, then followed the same path of her fingers on the other side with her lips. 

She kissed her way back down and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock, squeezing gently. Dean whined softly, breathing heavily now, chest rising and falling quickly while she licked the underside starting from where her hand was, up to the head. She flicked her tongue along the frenulum in soft and quick strokes. He was quick to clench his hand upwards into the pillow beneath his head, a loud moan slipping from his lips. 

She moaned softly in response to his voice, tracing the veins along his cock slowly with the tip of her tongue. Heat flooded his body and his thighs twitched as she continued to tease his hard cock with her tongue and lips. 

“Please,” he begged, staring down at her with pleading eyes. She bit her lip and laughed softly. 

“No, I wanna take my time.” She slowly moved her fist up his cock and reached over with her other hand for another ice cube. He groaned out a laugh and then whined, grasping her hips bruisingly. “Don’t you like this? I sure do, you feel amazing,” she smirked, bringing the dripping ice cube to the tip of his cock. 

Dean hissed and jerked, so she pulled back, watching him closely. 

“Fuck… That’s new,” he murmured, leaning up on his elbow to watch her hand gently stroke up and down his saliva-coated cock. 

“Good ‘new’?” She asked, then chewed on her lip, scooting closer so his thighs rested above hers. 

Dean nodded, smiling adorably. She smiled down at him and laughed, dripping cold, melted water over cock as she brought her hand up and down his cock faster. Dean moaned softly and closed his eyes, his head falling back lazily. 

“You’re so hard,” she hummed thoughtfully, but she looked more fascinated than confused. He opened his eyes to gaze at her, flustered as she licked her lips with her eyes glued to his cock—the same way she stares at her favourite desserts after he asked if she wanted some and she told him no.

“And what about it?” He sassed as he gazed up at her through those pretty lashes of his. Her brows furrowed and she looked up at him, eyes narrowed at his tone.  

“And it’s really damn hot and you’re making me so goddamned wet,” she sassed back, then brought the ice into her other hand to slowly jerk him off with it. 

“Oh, fuck!” He shouted, his body falling back into the bed as his elbow shook beneath him. He locked his claves behind her thighs, bringing her closer and keeping her in place. 

“You’re so hot, baby,” she whispered, amusement creeping up her aroused face. She reached down to cup his balls with her free hand, cold skin meeting his warmth, making his gasp in surprise.

“You’re mean,” he complained, looking at her lazily. 

“But… you like it,” she told him, raising a brow, “you’re so turned on, look at you, squirming and throbbing, hot and heavy in my hand. God, I wanna have you in my mouth so bad, my mouth is watering just imagining the taste of your fucking delicious cock and cum.” She licked her lip and abandoned his balls to reach into the bowl for another ice cube. “I want to feel you inside me.” She let the ice cube hover over the base of his cock, freezing water droplets falling and dripping over his balls. He inhaled sharply, his teeth digging into his pink lips. “I want your beautiful cock to touch me deep inside in ways my fingers never can, bringing me closer and closer to pleasure, leaving me so pathetically wet and swollen, the way only you can make me,” she murmured, staring straight into his gorgeous green eyes. Then, she brought the ice cube down to his perineum, drawing out a long, deep growl that vibrated arousingly through his body. “Until I cum real damn hard I nearly pass out from how good you make me feel and soak you with my orgasm.” His eyes darkened and he pressed against the back of her thighs with his calves so she’d fall into his chest. 

He cupped her jaw and brought her in for a heated kiss, his tongue hungrily separating her soft lips to enter her mouth. She smiled into the kiss and released his cock. Wet, wintry hands moved up his body while his warm ones moved to her back, his adept fingers unclasping her bra. 

She brushed her cold fingertips over one of his nipples and used the ice cube to teasingly circle the other. He moaned into her mouth, pulling away to breath against her wet lips, but he kept her in place with his fingers tangled in her hair. His free hand dragged the straps of her bra all the way off, forcing her hands away from his chest as he shuddered from the cold.

“What do you want?” She whispered, throwing her bra carelessly to the side and lifted the ice to smear the melting water over his mouth. “I want to make you feel good, Dean, tell me how you want it. My hands, my mouth, my pussy…” She suggested, dipping her fingers into his mouth, ice and all. He released her hair and dropped his hands to her waist, cold fingers making her shudder. “Should I decide for you?” She asked teasingly, watching his tempting mouth as he sucked her fingers and the ice. “I wanna taste you so bad, wanna feel how good you feel in my mouth. But… I also wanna keep touching you and watch your cum drip over my fingers. But, there’s also having you inside me, the stretch of your cock, feeling the way it touches places inside me that drive me insane…”

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he groaned, mouth stuffed with her two fingers and the ice cube. 

“I love everything about your cock,” she murmured, pulling her fingers out of his mouth. While he finished off the ice cube, she reached down into her underwear and teased her swollen clit with her cool, soaked fingers. She bit her lip as she watched him, her eyes heavy with lust, brows furrowed in concentration. 

Once the ice melted in his mouth completely, he took advantage of her distracted state to flip her over onto her back. She yelped and pulled her hand out of her underwear to cling to him. 

“Take this all off, babe, I wanna be inside you,” he growled. He didn’t even wait for her to start, he just grabbed her knees impatiently and bent them, pushing them together and to the side so he could slip her underwear off swiftly. 

He glanced up at the steel bowl and reached inside to take a couple of ice cubes. Like she’d don’t earlier, he scooted forward so her thighs moved over his thighs, opening her legs to him. 

“Wow, all that really did get you wet,” he chuckled, placing one ice cube on her pelvic bone. The arctic-like water trickled down to her folds and over her pulsing clit. She gasped and shuddered, nipples becoming hard before he even put his cold mouth and fingers over them.

“Why are you surprised?” She asked breathlessly, digging her fingers into his hair. “Like it’s not always like that with you…” she arched her back, her hips moving impatiently, causing the ice to slide across her skin. 

“Dunno,” Dean mumbled against her breast, moaning as she gently scraped his scalp with her fingernails. He sucked softly and then let her nipple go, but continued to pinch the other, rolling it between his fingers. “Let me act shocked, okay? Please, it’s… real sexy.”

She laughed and roughly tugged on the strands of his hair for the fun of it. His little moan made her needier. 

“You keeping the panties on?” She asked, reaching down to wrap her hand around his cock again. On purpose, she made sure to angle his dick towards where the frigid ice was, and he released a long, grunted curse. His hips stuttered, in between wanting to feel the contrast of temperature against his hot cock and wanting to get far away from it. 

“I just wanna… fuck you… that, um.. okay?” He panted against her parted lips as she tugged at his cock unhurriedly. His words excited her, making her stomach clench and his breath, the brush of his lips against hers, it all made her dizzy, drunk with arousal. 

“Whatever you want, Dean.” 

“I dunno, I’m pretty weird, babe,” he laughed softly, a hint of insecurity in his lopsided smile. 

“Have you met me?” She challenged, bringing his cock down to her pussy, using the tip to separate her weeping folds and tease her clit. Her breath hitched and she picked up the pace of her strokes, letting each tug press his cock against her clit.

“Babe,” he gasped, pressing his forehead against hers, and screwed his eyes shut. Her lips found his in a long, loving kiss. He dropped his body lower, gripping the pillow beneath her head, and bucked his hips into her hand. 

“Fuck me, Dean… I want all of you. Every glorious inch.”

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