Good Morning Pineappleuhh

“Hey mama” is the first thing I hear as I answer the FaceTime call from no one other than a great friend, Erik. He’s like a homeboy and my best friend and I truly tell him everything. In this call, he’s rocking his usual gold grills and a matching gold chain, a fitted black tee and his dreads are hanging low. “You sliding outside with me tonight?”

“I didn’t know I was going outside” I state fiddling in my back for my keys. The warm breeze wraps around me like a hug on this 70° day in May. When I finally take a look at him, I admit silently he looks good. I finally find my keys and unlock the door throwing my bag in the passenger seat. I place my phone on the holder in front of me where he sees a full view of my face. His grills gleam in the sunlight while flashing me a panty dropping smile. I take a deep breath followed by a long blink. This day has rocked me to my core.

“There’s that beautiful face. You need to come out I can see work kicked your ass” he observes. My brows pull together glaring at him.

“Nigga I’ve been getting jumped on all week” I’m a project manager for one of the biggest architectural companies in New York and it’s safe to say it has its perks but comes with its own personal hell.

“So then go get ready I’ll be at your house in 10” in beginning to regret giving him a key for him to just walk in as he pleases.

“Wait where are we going?” I click my seatbelt and begin the 20 minute drive towards my townhouse still listening to this man gloat about one of his many hoes.

“Well you remember that girl I’ve been talking to? Willow?” I half way remember the girl but he’s ran through so many I stopped keeping track. Plus why in the hell would I want to keep track of his flavor of the week? Me personally, it’s just me at home enjoying the abuse my clit takes from my fingers since my beautiful Roseauan had disappeared. I have a feeling I left it at Erik’s by accident the time I slept over and thought I’d need it. We didn’t fuck but I was ovulating and didn’t wanna be caught asking him to handle my needs. Although I would much rather my clit be abused by- “Y/N?” Erik calls me again pulling me out of my trance and I blink snapping myself back to reality. In this SnapBack i see he’s already in my house and raiding my fridge.

“Yes I remember” I lie. He pulls out some leftover pasta I made and continues.

“Well she invited me to this club called The Jungle. She’s hosting an event there and can get me a section so I’m inviting you. Mama where’s the hot sauce?”

“Erik you don’t need no damn hot sauce on pasta. Get the red chili flakes if you want spice and get the hell out my fridge” I turn into the driveway of my apartment before grabbing my purse and opening the door. I grab my phone stepping out of the car.

“You touch that door you die” he responds opening my front door. He steps outside to see I’m already out of the car to his dismay. He frowns hanging up the phone and greeting me with a large hug. His scent envelopes my nostrils. It’s a scent of woody and some vanilla. It makes me dizzy just thinking about that scent over top of me as he’s-

“How was work?” He asks grabbing my purse and car keys making sure to lock my door. He opens the door for me allowing me to go first. The click of my heels are cut short when I kick them off feeling relief as my bare feet hit the smooth wooden floor. The next item of clothing is my blazer which was not a good idea for this warmth the sun brings us today. I watch as Erik sets down my belongings and goes back to making his food.

“It was very rough. Jackson keeps yelling at me about the tiles like I haven’t told him a thousand times they are imported from Italy. He thinks they’re from fucking California because the company is based in California” I rub my temples feeling a headache forming.

“Did you eat today?” He asks taking the hot food out of the microwave. I shake my head responding to his question. I sit down in the chair and he sets down the bowl of pasta in front of me. He sits in front of me and pulls my bare feet into his lap rubbing them. The touch alone sets my skin on fire. A low moan rolls out of the back of my throat as his rougher hands massage away the tension in my feet.

“I thought you were gonna eat this” I ask. I take a bite and push the bowl back in front of him. He shakes his head setting it back in front of me.

“I’m going to eat some I’m gonna make more don’t worry. You need to eat and get ready you’re coming with me tonight and u don’t wanna hear anything else about it” he leaves no room for argument as much as I love getting rises out of him. I had no plans on going out tonight but rather than hear his mouth I stay silent and comply.

“Fine” I retort. He gets up leaving my feet missing his touch and he makes his own plate of food. “Are you wearing that or are you changing?”

“No I’m wearing this” he says “Ima turn on the game while you get ready. I’m thinking we leave here by like 8ish?” He questions without turning around. Watching his back muscles flex as he scoops the pasta into a bowl only has me wondering what he’d look like with my nail marks descending his back.

“Yea that gives me enough time” I say “you wanna help me pick something out?” I take a look at the time making sure I can pull off a look in a little under 2 hours.

“Yea sure” he places the food in the microwave. A comfortable silence falls upon us and I’m beamed with a thought.

“Does Willow know you’re bringing a friend? Let alone a girl?”

“No but it won’t be an issue. Plus I think I really like her” he says smiling softly looking down. Oh God! This isn’t just a hoe from around the way. Erik Kilmonger, the player, the Mack, the nigga who has hoes in different area codes likes this girl. I’ve never seen him blush like this.

“Really? Have you guys been on a date yet?” I question. My voice sounds flat but I do my best to perk it up and not lace it with whatever I’m feeling about Willow. Truth is, I don’t know this girl so they might really be into each other.

“Yea. She’s been really great and I find myself getting giddy around her. It’s weird I haven’t felt this way in a really long time” he admits. I nod looking down. If I make eye contact, it might show my lack of desire to talk about this girl even though I brought her up. I take a deep silent breath before asking my next question.

“Well why not make it official?” I ask. He paused for a moment before sitting down next to me and stirring the pasta. He’s contemplating on actually making it official with this girl. Fuck me. I didn’t think he’d actually use his brain to think about a life with her. I can admit I’ve thought of Erik the same way he thinks of Willow but I’m not sure he feels the same so I’ve just pushed it to the back of my mind.

“You know what you right” oh fuck “I should”

I nod reluctantly without saying a word. Just shoving the last of my pasta in my mouth. I finish at the same time he does because he likes to deep throat his food and he grabs our dishes rinsing them off and putting them in the dishwasher. I stand up grabbing my heels walking towards the steps, with Erik close behind me. I can feel his eyes staring into my ass with each step I take. Red tints my cheeks as we make it to the top of the stairs and make a b-line for my room. I set down my heels on the shoe rack in the closet and he plops on my bed.

“I know damn well your outside clothes aren’t on my damn bed” I say turning around with my arms folded in front of my chest. He stands up taking off shirt never breaking eye contact with me. He begins unbuckling his pants and I feel my heart racing. Before my brain can react, my hand is up stopping him from proceeding. The Wakandan god stands in front of me with a smirk tugging at his lips in satisfaction.

“Go get ready mama we know how long you take” he retorts. It isn’t before I flip him off, that I walk out of the room and into my bathroom turning the knob on hot. The shower steams quickly as I rid myself of my clothing.

As soon as I step in, the heat consumes me working at the relentless knots on my shoulders. I place my face under the water letting it run over me before finishing my shower routine in preparation for tonight’s activities. Body scrub, body oil, double wash, more oil on top to seal in the moisture. When I exit the shower my skin is glowing just the way I like and I’m still putting on lotion and other things to keep the glow all night.

I exit into my room with the towel wrapped around my chest and sit at the vanity seated in front of the window. I can feel Erik’s eyes on me as the tv plays the football game between the Chiefs and the Cowboys. I know nothing about football but Erik has spent time teaching me a lot.

I begin my skin care and make up before turning to find him already staring at me. “What?” He gives a certain look that erupts my stomach in butterflies and shrugs his shoulders.

“Nothing just watching you” just as his smile flashes his gold studded canines, his phone dings and that same smile transfers to who texted him. “Willow said she’ll meet us there” his phone is thrown on my bed and I nod breaking eye contact. I finish my MAKEUP feeling extremely satisfied now it’s time for an outfit. I ascend to my closet where I fiddle through my clothes before settling on an outfit. I hold my towel with one hand and reach up to grab some heels. I can feel the air hitting my lower cheeks and as many times as I’ve had my ass out around Erik in bathing suits or things like that, I hope he can’t see. My theory is if you’re not gonna spread my cheeks, don’t see them naked.

“Need help” his voice is low and it sends a shiver through my entire body. Without my response, his tall frame rises from my bed coming behind me to grab the heels I was looking for.

“Thank you” we remain silent with heavy eye contact. There goes my heart again. This friendship is too good to ruin over a kiss or a one night stand with him. I break the contact and step out of the room going back to the bathroom to finish getting ready.

Once I’m fully moisturized and dressed I step back into my room taking a look in the mirror. This OUTFIT makes me look delicious. I place my knotless braids in a bun and finish off the look with some hoops. I turn to Erik looking at a hungry satisfaction in his face.

“That slit is very high” he says standing up to put his clothes back on. I spray perfume all over my body watching the dress cling to my skin. The multiple colors just illuminating my body and accentuating my curves. I grab my small purse filling it with my essentials and shining a bright smile at him.

“That’s the point. You wanted me outside” I laugh. I begin descending downstairs and heading towards the door when Erik pushes me to the side to open the door for me.

“Bastard” I laugh going through. He locks up my own home and goes to the passenger side of his car door where he also opens that door. We’re exiting the house right on time when he jogs to the driver side. He hops in and I see a semi hard imprint of his dick outlining the dark denim of his pants. My mouth instantly waters and I turn my attention to the window to distract myself.

This is gonna be an interesting night.

….

“Hi baby” I hear a squeal when we walk into the famous club and lounge The Jungle. I turn my attention to the squeal of a woman who’s extending her arms to Erik. Oh that must be WILLOW. She’s beautiful. Slender frame, long curly hair in a sleek ponytail, long legs. In heels her and Erik are the same height and he’s already 6’2 just about.

“Hey mama” my stomach turns at him using the same nickname he used for me. I shouldn’t be jealous I’m just the friend but fuck this is hard. Knowing how my face can’t hide anything I’d rather go get some liquor in my system to relax me before the irritation takes over.

“This is my friend Y/N” he introduces. Her eyes trail me up and down before putting on what looks like a forced smile on her lips. She extends her hands shaking mine and I place the same forced smile on my lips.

“I’m Willow, Erik’s girlfriend” my eyes shoot to Erik as he didn’t tell me it was already official.

“Oh I didn’t know it was already official” I admit. My eyes never leave Erik but his are trained to the ground. Why isn’t this something he’d tell me.

“Yes the second we met I already knew he’d be mine. He’s so charming” I nod my stomach turning in knots. I look around trying to find the bar. Luckily it’s not too far.

“I’m gonna go get a drink” before anyone can respond I leave them be and head straight to the bar. While standing and waiting for the bartender, I feel a presence behind me. Then the familiar scent hits me. Erik.

“You ok?” His voice is low but I can still hear him over the loud music. Without turning around to acknowledge him, I nod. Of course I’m not ok you have a whole girl but damn near just seen me naked. He spins me around to meet his eyes.

“I’m good E” I lie looking right in his eyes. He sighs making eye contact with the bartender.

“Lemme get 3 shots of chilled Casamigos Reposado please” he orders. Wasn’t what I was going for but I’ll take it “please keep the tab open” Erik passes the bartender his card and he gives us the shots. Erik turns around signaling for Willow to come over. Jesus just when I needed a moment.

She strides over adding a little extra bounce in her step before stopping in front of Erik wrapping her arms around his stomach. I move slightly giving them room and she plants a sensual kiss on his lips.

She takes her shot, I take mine and Erik takes his and we cheers. “To a great night of letting loose”

We clink and throw back the cool smooth liquid before I feel it settling in my chest. I place down my empty glass and Erik orders 2 more sets of shots. Oh he’s trying to get straight to the point.

We take the next 2 and by now I’m already feeling it. I look at Willow and smile “so how long have yall been together” I question. She looks at him with the doting smile that could make me vomit.

“About 2 months now” my eyes cut into him and I nod. He definitely lied to me I’m thinking he hasn’t even crossed that bridge.

“Oh congrats” I say biting back cussing this man out

“How long have you guys known each other” she asks. I’m tempted to begin lying too but no need. I say the truth whether anyone likes it or not.

“We met in college and have been bound to the hip ever since” I say. I don’t even want to make eye contact with him. I shouldn’t feel betrayed but damn I thought I meant at least something enough to Erik to where he wouldn’t lie to me. Clearly I’m seeing I don’t.

….

We’ve been seated back at our section dancing talking and laughing well them 2 mainly I’ve been on my phone or watching the crowd. I’m definitely feeling the liquor but I could use some more so I grab one of the bottle girls and ask for a bottle of Don on a separate tab. She nods smiling at me and I retreat back to my corner.

“Baby I gotta go host and do a few things I’ll be back” she touches his dick giving him a wet sloppy kiss and I watch him get hard. All 9 inches forming in his jeans ready for attention. My eyes divert to the center of the dance floor for another distraction. Once Willow leaves, Erik diverts his attention to me.

“Y/N-“ the bottle girl brings me back my bottle and some cups and I begin pouring my own shot. I hand her my card but Erik snatches it out of her hand before replacing it with his own.

“You already know when you with me you don’t pay for nothing” he says. The bottle girl leaves and I can feel Erik’s eyes burning into my soul.

He slides over closing any space between us almost making me knock over my cup. I glare at him and he grabs my chin gently “tell me what’s wrong” he commands

“Nothing” I release him from my chin fearful that we’ll do more than just sitting directly next to each other.

“Y/N don’t lie to me” that sentence alone makes my blood boil with anger. I down the rest of my shot letting the warm liquid burn and settle in the back of my throat.

“You mean how you lied to me?” I question “I thought you were official with this girl at least that’s how it felt in the kitchen when you were talking about her” he sighs dropping his head

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you” he admits. Honestly an apology isn’t enough for me and he needs to know that. I don’t do well with liars.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I ask pouring another cup this time for me and him. He eyes the brown liquid before taking the cup and downing it himself keep a straight face. He bites his lips letting his gold canines glimmer in the dark lighting of the club.

“I was nervous about what you’d say” he admits. This doesn’t feel like it’s the full truth but I’m too intoxicated to argue it “normally you know all the girls I talk to and you get a feel for them but I also haven’t been in a relationship in a long time so when she kinda put it on me I couldn’t say no” he says fiddling with his fingers.

“Erik you’re a grown man” I remind “you make your own decisions” as I’m speaking I notice the entire room moving in slow motion. We have officially reached peak drunk and there’s no telling how long we’ll be here. I look in Erik’s eyes and he’s already making eye contact with me. I can feel the heat in the room and the tension could be cut with a knife. “But what I’ve gathered from this is that I don’t mean as much to you as I thought I did if you felt like you had to lie to me” I shrug lookin downward at the Don bottle calling my full government name. It’s a painful confession but nonetheless a confession amongst the others I have no desire to admit to him especially about how much I’ve been in love with him since college. This friendship means too much to me to lose it.

In one swoop he grabs my chin again making me look at him. “You are so important to me I can’t imagine my life without you Y/N. And I’m sorry I made you feel any less than that” he kisses my cheek. His words felt more than friendly but the kiss on the cheek watered it back down to reality. That were just friends. This tension is something you can still feel. I’m also feeling a pool in between my panties. I press my legs together to relieve the feeling and then a familiar song breaks me out of my trance.

Break that dick bitch

B-B-Break that dick bitch

B-B-Break that dick bitch

I drunkenly yell and Erik’s eyes go wide. I begin twerking to the music unknowingly my dress rides up. Erik continues to pull it down making sure I’m not exposed. If he didn’t know I was drunk he definitely knows how. A smile is plastered on his face as I let loose to the song.

This is exactly what I needed after the week I’ve had at work. Before I know it I’m singing the lyrics to Erik.

“ Yo' nigga steady looking at me I'ma ride his throat” I rap in his face not even thinking about the actual lyrics. He laughs placing a smack to my ass something that’s happened before innocently but this smack has me electrified.

“Stop playing with me” his eyes turn dark and he pulls his thick bottom lip between his teeth. Signals send straight to my clit who’s dying for attention right now and Erik could- “what’s up mama”

All of my senses come back when he calls me that name. I frown my face up watching him stand up and above me. My neck cranes back as he towers over my short frame.

“Nigga you call her that but yet I’m supposed to get giddy?” I ask rolling my eyes

“Aww baby you sound jealous” Erik stands even closer to me pressing his erection straight to my stomach. My breath catches in my throat. I wish he were in my throat. “But this is what you do to me”

These drunken confessions won’t stand a chance when the sunlight appears so we might need to stop this now. Just then Willow comes back over clearly just as drunk as us. She grabs Erik’s face giving his a tongue filled kiss. This gives me time to step away and make my way to the bathroom.

There’s no line so I go right in and lock the door behind me. I look in the mirror at myself. I still look really good. Makeup still intact, clothes still fitted. Not too bad.

I huff and clean myself up after Erik has made a pool in my panties. I flush and wash my hands before exiting the bathroom. It feels like we’ve been here 24 hours when in reality it’s only been about 2. My feet don’t hurt yet but I know it’s coming. I make my way back to the section where I notice Erik is gone. I have a seat on the sofa for a moment when I notice a tall dark figure approaching me. Pearly white smile, short, waved hair, dark jeans and a blue shirt that makes his muscles stand out.

“Is this seat taken?” He asks. I shake my head allowing him to sit down. “My name is Kevin” he extends his hand to shake and I take it. Maybe this man will help me take my mind off Erik.

We continue talking and he tells me he’s in construction, he’s 32, and he has a son which threw me off. As we’re getting to know each other more I feel eyes burning into my body. I search while he’s in the middle of a story and lo and behold I find Erik at the bar watching me. Nose flared, jaw clenched, almost as if he can’t stand to see me talking to Kevin.

I roll my eyes and continue with Kevin watching him pull out his phone. “ I’d love to get to know you a little bit more and take you on a date” I pull out my phone as well and we exchange numbers. He stands up smiling after I text him and let him know it’s me.

“Would you like to dance?” He asks I turn back to the bar to see Erik’s gaze now pinned on Kevin. He begins trudging over to the section and a slight panic sets in.

“Sure” I stand up quickly grabbing his hand leading him to the dance floor before Erik powers through.

We find our way to the dance floor where the music absolutely takes over my drunk body. Other drunken bodies collide together to the beat of the music as well. We mix in with the crowd perfectly.

His body forms into mine as we dance together. My back pressed to his chest and I can already feel his growing erection on my lower back.

After what feels like an hour of dancing together he spins me around looking into my eyes. He leans towards me and panic sets in. This is too much. I lean back to dodge his kiss and he looks at me up and down. “You wanna get outta here?” His words are suggestive. Something I’m definitely not ready for with him.

“Nah my friends are looking for me” before he’s able to protest I dip out of the crowd and back to the section where I find Erik seated with a glare and his legs spread. I sit next to him in what feels like an awkward silence. Willow stumbles over damn near falling on Erik’s lap before draping her shoulders around his legs. “Baby let’s go back to your house.” she slurs.

“Yea I’m ready. Y/N let’s go” he hops up grabbing Willow standing her on her clumsy feet before grabbing my wrist. He pulls out me and her out of the club where he gets the valet to his matte black Audi truck. Erik places Willow in the backseat behind him where she falls over in the seat giggling. He puts her seatbelt on as best as possible and I take my time getting into the passenger seat. Earning another glare from Erik he gets in the drivers seat and we both click our seatbelts.

“Daddy do you have more alcohol” Willow asks drunkenly. I cringe at the nickname I thought about calling Erik so many times. She shouldn’t be drinking anymore but at least his house is only 15 minutes away from here so she’ll be comfortable

“I do” he answers. Silence falls upon us during the drive and before I know it we’re pulling into his sleek driveway. Erik shuts off the car before turning to me. I keep my sight on the 3 bedroom, 3 bathroom, 2 car garage house in front of us with a chocolate brown exterior and big wooden double doors to accompany us inside.

“I swear to God if you touch that door” he snarls. I roll my eyes earning another gentle grab to my chin that sends signals straight to my pussy. “Roll em again” his voice is low and his eyes are dark. His eyes dart to my lips as I pull them in my bottom teeth ready for his lips to explore-

“Baby are we home?” My stomach erupts in butterflies and not the good kind. More like roaches hearing willows voice. I step out the car ignoring his demand I even slam the door a little bit and walk to the door. I carefully bend down grabbing the spare key from under the mat when I hear footsteps behind me. I grab the key and push it in the door opening it. Erik carries Willow to the couch where she giggles.

“Baby play some music and I want a drink” she demands. I scrunch up my face already feeling the alcohol wearing off. I stand up going to his kitchen and he wastes no time following me. Erik sets up the speaker playing some music which drowns out the sounds of Willow giggling and beginning to dance to Megan thee stallion.

I grab the chilled bottle of Hennessy pouring 2 shots and throwing them both back in no time. Erika is behind me watching my every move. He pours 2 shots doing the same and just looking at me.

“You got something you wanna say?” I ask rolling my neck. In one swift motion his hands wrap around my neck and I shudder under his touch. His mouth comes close to my ears and I feel his hard dick poking my stomach.

“I don’t want that nigga touching you more” he plants a small kiss on my ear lobe and my underwear soak instantly.

“Oh but you can touch all over Willow?” I ask rolling my eyes. our eyes never leave each other as he towers over me.

I rid myself of his very missed touch and go upstairs needing some privacy. I go in the guest bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror. I need a hair tie it’s hot in here. I open the top drawer and gasp. Lo and behold Rosequan. I knew I left it over here but it damn sure wasn’t in here. I grab the rose and my drunken footsteps carry me downstairs. I have the rose in my hand but stop dead in my tracks to find Willow on her knees while Erik has a blunt in his mouth and she’s taking all of him in the back of her throat or at least trying to.

A small gasp leaves my lips and she stops and gives me an evil grin. Erik’s eyes snap open and he’s about to push her off until he sees me grabbing a seat directly in front of them. I lift my dress pulling it over my head and throwing it on the floor. I’m left my bra and panties as I take a seat placing both feet on the coffee table. His eyes never leave me as she continues bobbing her head along his shaft. Keeping my heels on for the added effect, my bra is next to leave my body. I begin playing with my nipples. The alcohol is completely washed over my every move. A grunt leaves Erik’s lips as Willow plays with his balls. This grunt doesn’t look like it was pleasure from her it looks like it’s from him watching me. I play with my nipples pulling my left one in my mouth as I run my finger over my soaked panties. He can clearly see the wet spot as he pulls his another drag of the blunt through his thick lips.

The music in the background is drowned out from the gagging that Willow is making. She’s making this look harder than it is. I turn on the rose and Erik’s mouth drops open. He sets down the blunt giving me his full attention. You wouldn’t think he was getting head from his current girlfriend the way his eyes are locked onto mine.

I pull my panties to the side pulling my bottom lip in between my teeth picturing it to be Erik. He pulls Willow up placing her on her back. He’s directly facing me as she’s under him. He grabs a condom from his wallet rolling it on his thick glistening length. He aligns himself with her giving her a rough thrust inside. Her screams fill the room and his gold canines and dimples shine through, eyes never leaving me.

“Ooohhh daddy you so big” she claws at his chest pulling his attention. It’s not long before it back on me as I draw in a breath as the rose suction to my clit. I use my other hand to pull at my nipple adding extra friction. My head rolls back as the toy assaults me in the best way possible. His breaths are getting deeper and his low grunts are getting louder. He wraps a hand around Willows neck the same way he did to me in the kitchen and it makes me arch my back.

“Yea you like that baby” he speaks through gritted teeth. My moan echoes throughout the house watching him plummet into her the way I want to be fucked. The question may have been for her but he continues looking deep in my soul. My eyes flutter shut as I think about him abusing my walls. “Uh uh open up mama”

My eyes shoot open watching him reposition Willow to where he’s in almost a gorilla stance. Her long legs wrapped around his arms and his hands digging into the leather exterior of the navy blue couch.

My orgasm is building and building quickly watching him thinking about all the things he would do to me. “Daddy you’re gonna make me cum”

He fucks her harder but doesn’t give her the satisfaction of looking at her while her orgasm rips through her. The sound of her wails and his balls slapping against her ass are working in my favor with this rose.

My body begins shaking and my breath gets deeper. The fact that I’m under his spell and he’s not even touching me is insane. Erik continues bottoming out Willow bringing us both to the brink of an orgasm. I can’t even make out the words that I’m going to cum. My body just continues shaking and I feel an unfamiliar knot forming in my lower stomach.

“Mama you gon cum?” He grits out. He moves on his elbows letting her legs drop to the couch and pulls her hair pushing her face close to his chest. I nod just as she screams yes. Oh God im not sure I can take this orgasm it might kill me. “Cum for me baby. Make a mess with that pussy for me”

My legs want to close so bad but I can’t. I’d rather this orgasm kill me. My body jerks listening to his commands and Willows muffled screams are faint. Mine overpower everything as my juices shoot out hitting the couch, the coffee table and the floor.

“Fuck daddy I love you” she screams. Simultaneously he utters my name as his orgasm rips him to shreds.

“Fuck Y/N” he moans still pumping. My orgasm collects my soul as a prized possession and through blurry I watch Erik come undone as he’s still plowing through Willow. And then it all happened at once. But the second I hear my name everybody freezes.

“Erik what the fuck?” Willow is still drunk but she’s not incoherent like she was. I grab my things and slip them on taking off my heels due to my wobbly legs. Willow shoots up grabbing her clothes staring at Erik.

“You ain’t shit nigga” she yells leaving the house. He locks the door behind her and I’m headed towards the door when he stops me.

“Where you going” his voice is low again. His hands wrap around my neck pulling my lips onto his. He moves my neck up trailing his kisses down to suck on my neck eliciting a moan out of me “go upstairs and have that rose on that pretty pussy” I walk past him doing as he commands when he plants a smack on my ass.

Once I am upstairs and my clothes are off I hear his footsteps ascend. My heart races as I turn on the rose to the 3rd setting and placing it back on my swollen clit. I suck in a breath and my toes curl as I continue to please myself.

The door opens and I’m too deep into my pleasure to notice anything until a hand stops me pulling off the rose. Erik stands tall in front of me dick sprung up to his belly button. My mouth salivates and I bite my lip. He lays down on his stomach with the rose in his hand and pulls back the hood placing it directly on my clit causing an immediate reaction. My back arches off the bed feet planting into the mattress.

“Oh god” I cry out. My hands have a mind of their own as they scramble to try to pull the toy away from me as the pleasure feels like it’s too much for my sensitive bundle of nerves to handle.

“Move ya hand” he grabs my hand continuing to assault my clit. He adds to the pleasure by kissing and biting my thighs. That buildup doesn’t take long before I’m trying to move away from him as my body convulses.

“Daddy” I call out. He gives me a sweet kiss on my thigh.

“I know baby girl. Let it out for me. Let daddy hear it” my body jerks as my orgasm washes over me and him. Another waterfall squirts out wetting all over his face and chest area. Erik keeps it on me until I no longer have sound coming from my mouth. Just rough convulsions and my legs that I’m trying to close. Erik takes the toy off of my clit leaving me with rough aftershocks of one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.

In a split second his thick lips replace where the toy was latching onto my clit and folds like a pacifier sucking up every drop that I have to give.

My back arches off the plush mattress while he pushes my knees back to my elbows to get a better view of his meal “this pussy so pretty mama” he spanks the side of my ass before using his long tongue to dive into my walls.

My walls tighten around his tongue and it’s not long before my convulsions start again. I use my elbows to prop myself up trying to pull away from his heavenly tongue. My moans are uncontrollable as he laps up every liquid that comes out of me. My liquids branded with his name.

“Cum on daddy face baby” he moans keeping a grip on my thighs. I crash down feeling another wave of euphoria. My hands tangle in his dreads keeping him steady and riding my pussy along his beard bringing to the closest depth of heaven I’ve ever been. I feel my juices come out in another round of gushes as a chant of “fuck daddy” falls off my lips.

“Mhmm” he hums allowing me to use his mouth as a toy.

When I finally come down I’m dizzy. His eyes pierce me and the lower half of his jaw and his chest is soaking wet. I feel mangled in the best way possible but judging by the look in his eyes he’s nowhere near done with me.

“I’ve been dreaming about tasting you baby” he licks his lips before coming down planting a wet kiss on my lips. The taste of myself only revving me up even more. His dick stands tall at my attention but before I’m able to make a move he’s already guiding my feet to his chest. He pulls out another condom from the nightstand drawer rolling it on his length. It’s swollen ready for my touch. He aligns himself with my entrance and his eyes are locked into mine. He stops just before entering me and I’m not sure how long I can take this suspense.

“I don’t love her Y/N” he admits. He pushes into and my pussy opens up gracefully welcoming him into a warm tight hug. “I love you” he bottoms me out and I pull in a breath accompanied by a bottom lip between my teeth

He begins pumping and my hands can’t stop exploring his body. The body I’ve waited so long to touch. The body I’ve watched others mishandle and abuse. The body that was made just for me.

“I love you Y/N” he’s hitting my g-spot directly and my eyes roll to the back of my head. When I come to I grab the back of his head pulling our foreheads together.

“Erik I love you” he plants another passionate kiss on my lips sliding in and out of my walls. It’s like they were made for him.

“Now that we’ve established that” Erik stops pumping and raises up on his knees pinning back my thighs. He takes the rose and places it back on my clit this time adding the pressure of his dick still hitting my g spot.

“Erik” that earns me a spank to the side of my ass as he’s digging into my cervix in this best way possible.

“What’s my name” he growls biting his lip.

“Daddy”I call out. My big toe comes to his mouth which he openly accepts it intensifying my pleasure even more. “Fuck I’m gonna cum”

Just as I feel another earth, shattering orgasm, the rose has whipped away from me and his dick slides out of me, camming my body to jerk at V buildup and take away of my orgasm.

“You wanna cum baby? Beg me for it” I would beg this man for oxygen if I needed to.

“Please daddy please make me cum” any other man wouldn’t get this out of me but Erik is different. He’s made me cum at least 4 times and has always put my needs before his own. Even outside of sex.

He places me back into position thumbing on my sensitive clit. My eyes roll to the back of my head as he moves closer getting into that gorilla position. My nails dig down his chest and all sound is lost from me. The only sound that fills the room are Erik’s grunts and his balls slapping my ass this time.

My legs begin shaking and I’m watch his expressions he’s close. My eyes open looking him dead in his “cum with me please Erik”

This was all it took for the both of us to explode at the same time. “Shit baby” he moans still pumping us out.

Our orgasm has consumed us both as he pulls out of me and lays next to me. I’m already feeling sore but my pussy still purrs for his presence.

“I’ve always been in love with you Erik but I just didn’t think you wanted me” I rasp out. He pulls me onto his chest cradling me and stoking soft circles on my back.

Warnings: language, smut, nsfw

Song- Streets: Doja Cat

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl @designerwriterchic @bvssmob

Relationship: Florian Munteanu x black plus sized reader

My alarm goes off and I happily get up getting ready for our trip to Paris. I go to the bathroom wetting my face with warm water seeing as cold water just makes me mad. I exfoliate my face and lips before moving on to brush my teeth and swish some mouthwash.

I hop in the shower scrubbing, shaving, and exfoliating my body with my warm vanilla sugar scented soap from bath and body works. I rinse off the soap and step out applying coconut oil to my damp body then applying the matching warm vanilla sugar lotion to lock in the moisture. I’m black we gotta stay hydrated and mind out business.

I put on some deodorant and face moisturizer grabbing a black bra and some burgundy rhinestone Brazilian panties. I grab the outfit laid on my nearby chair and my Nike air 270’s. I sit at my vanity doing a light makeup look and adding some Vaseline for that shine affect on my lips. I decide to tie up my long braids in a cute little bun and I see my phone buzz. I swipe right and answer Florian’s call “good morning” I smile

“Good morning” my breath physically catches in my throat at his deep raspy morning voice. “Are you ready?”

“Yes I am”

“Oh and be sure to have something nice we’re going to brunch with my family”

“Oh ok” I nod. I did pack some fancy outfits because it’s Paris who wouldn’t but I know China hasn’t met his family yet. “So do you fight tonight?”

“No tomorrow. And we’ll be staying with my parents at their house”

“We’re not staying in a hotel?”

“No” he chuckles

“Ok then”

....

I park my car on a vacant lot seeing a singular airplane and Florian sitting on the steps. I get out and my jaw is dropped to the core of the earth.

“Hey baby girl” he jogs over hugging me and I’m too in shock to even acknowledge the nickname. I pop the trunk and grab my suitcase before he takes it from me “I could’ve got it”

“For what I’m here. You look good”

“Thank you” I smile “so you own this plane?”

“Kinda me and my brother went half on it. You’ll get to meet him later” he winks. Flo takes my luggage to the flight attendants and holds my hand leading me into the spacious red leather interior of the plane.

“This is dope Flo” I say

“Thank you” we sit across from each other and the flight attendant brings us champagne in a glass.

I take a sip and I can taste how expensive it is.

“So how long will this flight be?”

“About 12 hours” I sigh as we take off.

“Well how do we pass time?” He cocks up his eyebrow Suggestively and I smile.

...

“Ok how old were you when you lost your virginity?” I ask looking over. We’ve now moved next to each other giggling from the champagne.

“15” he answers. We’re playing a game of truth or strip. It’s simple. If you don’t wanna answer your truth you have to strip. Better than truth or dare. He has taken off his socks, shirt and watch and I took off my biker shorts and socks.

“Oh” I nod “if you had to choose between me and Brad Pitt to have sex with who would it be”

“Can I choose both?” I laugh

“Nope”

“Ok I would choose you” I laugh “I don’t know Brad like that or how good he is”

“How do you know I’m good in bed?” he leans getting closer.

“Aside from the details China tells me I can tell you know how to use what you got”

“What do you mean?” He smiles.

“You know what I mean” I laugh. Deep down I want him to prove me right but that would be completely outta line.

“I need an example” all of a sudden I’m shy but not to shy to bite my tongue.

“Like your tongue you look like you know how to use it in the best way” He doesn’t say anything he just stares at me. I feel myself leaning in. He’s leaning too. Our lips attach and it was like a flame was set off in my body. I’m frozen but my lips are still moving in sync with his.

Flo’s large hand caresses thigh then bring them in my underwear rubbing slowly at my clit. I moan in his mouth and he speeds up. Out of instinct I try to close my thighs arching my back but he keeps a good grip. He slips a finger in and starts kissing my neck. I moan out but the flash of my best friends face crosses my mind and I place my hands on his shoulders and stop all movements.

“You’re with China” I say breathing heavily. He nods looking down and my clit is throbbing and so badly I want so much more but I know I’d feel the worse whether China found out or not.

“You’re right I’m sorry” he nods taking his hand out of my underwear. His fingertip is wet with my juices and I let out a puff of air holding my head in my hands. I grab my pants and we redress ourselves before sitting back down. I sigh closing my eyes getting comfortable. All I can think about is his head between my legs and him being dominant and absolutely man-handling me. I open my eyes again looking out the window at the dark night sky.

‘Something takes over me and I straddle Flo and grab his arms wrapping them around me. I grab his face kissing him and he grinds me against his hard on. He’s quick to pull off my underwear and shimmy down his pants just a little bit. The tip inserts through my walls and I-‘

“Y/N you should probably get some rest” I snap out of my thoughts and he’s just staring at me.

“Yea you’re right” he stands to grabbing two blankets from the closet. He hands me one and I give off a small smile and a thank you. I pull the heavy soft blanket over my body up to my chin before taking a deep breath that transitions me into a deep sleep.

...

I wake up just at sunrise to see Florian asleep. He looks peaceful when he’s asleep. I look out the window watching the beautiful sky. It’s painted a mix of pink purple and yellow in the cleanest way.

I smile and stand up stretching my legs and back. There’s a big window at the back of the plane and I walk back there folding my arms just looking.

I feel arms around my waist and Florian’s hand slides up my neck to my jaw bringing my lips to his. I can’t help but kiss back now. This is so wrong but it feels so right.

I turn my body taking in his embrace and his hands go down to my butt giving it a light squeeze. He stops kissing me and walks away back to his seat. I watch his eyes close and I go sitting next to him. I lay my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arm around me and I lay on his chest drifting to sleep once again.

...

We are just getting off the plane in the warm climate of France. Considering it’s spring there’s a slight chill in the air making me put on a light jacket. Flo grabs our bags taking it to the car and the driver gets out. He looks like Flo honestly. Not as tall but still over 6 feet, green hazel eyes, pretty smile. The have a resemblance towards each other. Florian gives him a big hug with a laugh “how’ve you been?” The guy asks

“I’ve been good. This is Y/N. Y/N this is my brother Daniel” he opens his arms and I give him a big hug.

“Nice to meet you” he smiles

“Nice to meet you too”

“How’s China” he glances at me smiling

“She’s great” he nods

“Good well let’s not waste any time let’s go” he nods. I get in the backseat and I see a woman in the front. “Hi I’m Amelia” she introduces. Perfect skin, long legs, gorgeous blonde hair. She’s a model.

“Hi I’m Y/N” she smiles sweetly and turns around. Florian sits next to me and his brother gets in the driver seat as we pull off in the beautiful city of Paris. Or as I like to call it, Heaven.

As we go through I’m glued to the window tapping Flo’s thigh every time I see something cool like mimes, flowers, and even puppies. I notice Flo’s hand on my thigh and I want to move it so badly for the sake of just feeling bad but I can’t. This feels so good.

We arrive at the house shortly after and it’s huge to say the least. I get out and Daniel opens the trunk. I go to grab my bag and Florian smacks my hand. My jaw drops with a laugh emitting from both of us while Daniel and his wife walk by.

“I’ll get it” he says. He picks up my suitcase and his as well rolling both of them into the house. I’m still enjoying the exterior. An older gentleman comes out looking at me. I walk up to him and a huge smile spreads across his face. “Are you English?” His thick accent much like Flo’s emits through his perfect teeth.

“Close. American. I’m Y/N, Florian’s friend”

“No girlfriend?” His thick accent doesn’t stop the curiosity but still love coming from him.

“No she’s at home” I smile. He extends his arms pulling me in for a hug. He smells like teakwood and a little bit of backwoods.

“We have dinner tonight. You like goat?”

“Never tried it” I laugh. He wraps his arm around my shoulder walking me into his house “your house is beautiful”

“Thank you. Me and my wife built it when Daniel was born” he explains “from the ground up and this is one house I will never get rid of”

“I’m just in love with it” an older woman appears with broad shoulders and a disgusted look on her face staring right into my soul.

“Who this?” She asks pointing to me. I hate when people wave their fingers in my face it makes me wanna fight. But for her sake I’ll chalk it up to a culture difference.

“Diana this is Y/N Florian’s friend” his father speaks “oh my apologies my name is Emilio”

“You think you’re good enough for my son?”

“Excuse me?”

“Ma stop” Florian scolds “what the hell is wrong with you”

“I apologize she can be a handful sometimes. Which is why we’re separated” Emilio says to me. I can’t help but giggle and he shows me around more with Flo behind us.

...

I get out the steamy shower and a knock comes at my door. I open it slightly seeing its Florian dressed in a Nike tracksuit. I’m only in a towel and I smile at him. “Hey you look good” I step aside allowing him in and he shuts the door sitting on the bed.

“Thanks” he answers “you look better. I think my mom will love that” he laughs

“Funny” I smile sarcastically laughing to myself

“Y/N I’m sorry but I just can’t help myself when I’m around you. Every time even when all of us like me you and China are together I want to make you mine and I know that’s your best friend-“ I cut him off with a kiss. That’s that wrenching feeling inside of me knowing I’m going to hurt my best friend is strong. But my feelings for him are stronger. What we have built is too strong for me to just walk away.

“Let’s just have fun this weekend and we’ll see where to go from there” I reassure him. Florian slides his hand up my thigh dangerously close to my bare pussy. Before he moves any higher I push his hand away “I have to get ready”

“Alright alright” he stands up “just meet me downstairs” he kisses my head and I shut the door behind him. I sigh shaking my head ridding myself of the thought that betrays myself and my best friend the most. I go in my suitcase grabbing the short casual t-shirt dress I brought. It accentuates my curves but still is simple.

I grab some sandals sliding those on and snapping the strap to my ankle. I take one last look in the mirror before opening the door to his mother standing right in front of me. “Hi?” I respond in more of a question like tone

“Are you going to Florians fight in 2 days?” She asks

“I am” she rolls her eyes muttering something under her breath. “What was that?” I call out daring her to say it again. People, especially older people, need to realize respect isn’t given it’s earned and if you put me in a position where I have every right to disrespect you, then that’s that.

“Take your ass back on the plane and go home. My son doesn’t need you” Just then I hear Florian yell and he comes up the stairs.

“Let’s go Y/N” he grabs my hand but I yank it away too heated in the moment to understand he means good.

“Nah she wanna sit here and keep disrespecting me. I’ve had enough. Me and him aren’t-“ Florian picks me up taking me downstairs where he sets me down on my feet. His hands are still clad at my waist as I fume.

“I’m tired of her talking to me like she’s lost her gotdamn mind”

“Just don’t let her get to you. I’ll talk to her later tonight. Please” he begs. I sigh and he pulls me in for a tight hug. I take a deep breath of his cologne gathering my thoughts. I let go and walk in front of him to the kitchen earning a swat to my behind. I shake my head and we approach the table full of others. They all stare at me including his mother sitting at the end. I sit down and Flo sits next to me. The maids bring out an appetizer and it’s an orange soup. I grab my spoon taking a sip and it’s delicious.

“This is called a zuppa toscana” Emilio says “something my mother used to make me and my brothers all the time” he smiles. The family engulfs themselves in chatty conversations and I continue sipping on my soup. Flashbacks of the plane and Florian rubbing my pussy keep hitting me creating a waterfall in my panties. I can already feel their soaked through. I stretch my hand on his thigh lightly resting it there. Florian glances at me before going back to his food. I move my hand on top of his crotch rubbing lightly making a firm grip. I feel his thigh twitch and his hazel turn into a dark brown. I keep rubbing him through his pants feeling him harden. I keep rubbing until the chef comes out of the kitchen.

“The food is taking some time but it will be out shortly” the chef announces smiling.

“Perfect Y/N come with me” Florian grabs my hand dragging me with him throughout the house.

He opens the big glass door and lets me out first. I look around seeing we’ve entered a beautiful garden. “This is gorgeous” he shuts the door and grabs my hand not saying a word. Florian leads me through it to a bench in front of some flowers. I bite my lip and he wraps his hand around my throat sealing any space between us with a kiss. His hands move to my butt giving it a nice squeeze. I gasp feeling his tongue slip in my mouth. I feel dizzy and hot. I’m not sure who’s air I’m breathing anymore. He lets go and I suck in a breath of air as Florian sits on the bench. He pulls my dress off tearing off the thin fabric of my lace thong. He sits me on his lap and I wrap my arms around his broad shoulders. I grind along his hard-on as he grips the back of my neck holding me in a powerful kiss. I lift my dress up pulling my underwear to the side while he unbuckles his pants. Florian lets out a big girthy dick and I watch as it pulsates and leaked with precum.

I grab ahold of it and glide myself onto him feeling his dick expand my walls gracefully. Once I’m fully on him Florian grabs my hips digging into them guiding me to ride him. This increases my pleasure somehow.

“I’ve waited for this for so long” he moans bucking my hips faster. I bounce my ass and my acrylics glide through his short hair. My breath is caught in my throat by how fast I’m going and how big he is. My hands move to his chest and I let out that first succulent moan. Florian rolls my hips faster attaching his lips to my neck heightening my pleasure. I claw at his chest hearing his deep voice rumble in my neck “I’ve wanted this tight pussy around my cock and in my mouth since I first met you”

My moans get louder hearing his vulgarity and my legs begin shaking from the pressure building in my center. Florian holds me down with one arm and his other hand snakes up to my mouth silencing my moans. Somehow this makes this rendezvous 10x hotter. He starts pounding me out from below and the only thing you can hear is skin slapping on skin and his low grunts and moans.

“Are you gonna cum on me?” I nod furiously trying to push away from his death grip. The pounding becoming too much “uh uh take this dick”

I have no choice but to sit there and take it. My entire body tensed and I begin my convulsions while gripping on the bottom of his shirt. He takes his hand off my mouth and I instantly move to his neck where loud moans are muffled in his shirt. “Fuck I’m gonna cum” I hop off to the best of my ability and get on my knees. I grab the base of his dick jerking it hard while sucking on the tip. Before I know it warm, bitterness is brought into my mouth while he grips the edge of the bench moaning. He’s gripping so hard that his knuckles are turning white.

“That’s my girl” I milk him dry and keep sucking until he’s begging me to stop. I come off his member with a pop and smile at him. Florian grabs my throat giving me a wet sloppy nasty kiss.

“You’re so nasty” he smiles “I love it”

I pull my dress down and discard my underwear in my bra. Florian fixes himself and I see the door open. It’s the chef.

“The food is ready. I was told you might be out here since it’s your favorite spot”

“Ok so you have a 5:30 interview with E! Magazine about Endings, Beginnings and then you should be done for the day” I nod “oh and Anthony wanted to meet up tonight for drinks” he holds his coffee with his mouth and I take the liberty of grabbing it so it doesn’t drop and spill. My boss Sebastian stands in front of me eyeing me intently as I read off the rest of what he has to do today. “Thanks baby doll” he smirks. I failed to mention were in a secret sexual relationship. Secret because if word gets out I’m screwing my boss I’d lose all respect should I chose to leave his side and go somewhere else for work. “Did he say anyone about drinks or just him?” He asks

“He said he was bringing 2 girls apparently one for him and one for you” I roll my eyes. He chuckles as I take a sip of his coffee. Of course he drinks it black with sugar. I guess that’s why I’m here. “Tell him I don’t need her and you can come with me” he walks off and I follow him along the streets of New York. My dream was to go to NYU and be a journalist but my family wasn’t as fortunate so I didn’t go to college at all. Luckily my writing skills got me this job. “Are you sure I mean I don’t mind” I inquire. I’m lying I do mind but he doesn’t need to know that.

“I’m positive” he nods grabbing his coffee. We roam the streets and come across NYU. I stare up at it in awe and Sebastian is just staring at me. “Is that still your dream school?” He asks

“Yea” I nod looking down pulling my long braids out of my face. I walk away before I get teary eyed and angry with myself for not taking out a loan but I already knew the loan office would turn me down regardless.

“Why didn’t you go?”

“Well my family didn’t have the money then I couldn’t take out a loan and now I don’t know what’s stopping me cause I wanna go get my degree so bad. Maybe I’m scared to leave you” I laugh

“You could still work for me and go to school darling”

“Really?” He nods following behind me

“What would you major in?”

“Journalism” he smiles “because I’ve always wanted to being an interviewer and of course I love my job now and wouldn’t change it for the world but I don’t know I feel like that’s my passion too” my eyes light up like Christmas trees as I look at the building. “Ok I have to handle some business so I’m dropping you off at home after the interview” I rut my brows in confusion.

“Did I miss something?” We walk to his Audi Rs5 and he opens the door for me. I get in and unlock my phone going to the notes app scanning over my list of things he had planned for today and wait for Sebastian to get in the drivers seat to answer my question.

“No just some last minute thing I have to do”

“Ok do you want me to go with you”

“I want you to go home and relax before we have to deal with Anthony” he laughs driving off.

...

We arrive at the little spot set up to conduct the interview and there’s a woman fixing Seb’s hair and shirt. She presses her hands against his chest and he looks up at her then over to me. I look down quickly trying to make it seem like I wasn’t looking. The interview starts and he smiles at the interviewer. She’s pretty. Gorgeous in fact. Brunette hair, perfect green eyes, amazingly long legs and is just perfect in every form. She crosses her legs in front of him and he keeps his eyes on me. The smug bastard sends a wink my way and I roll my eyes shaking my head.

“Good evening everyone my name is Sophie Calhoun and here joining us is Sebastian Stan from the new movie Endings, Beginnings. Sebastian how are you?”

“I’m good nice to meet you” he grabs his water bottle taking a swig and licks his lips. His eyes gaze back and forth between me and the interviewer and I sigh leaving the room. I need fresh air. I step outside hearing the wind whip past me as I take a deep breath. The interview was short only about 15 or 20 minutes. I’ll just wait out here until it’s done.

...

I’m deep in my thoughts when I hear a door close behind me making me jump. I turn around being met with a kiss by Sebastian. He pulls away and walks away from me. I roll my eyes and follow him to the car.

“Go head and tell Anthony he can bring that other girl”

“Nope I’m bringing you and you’re gonna go home get ready and I’ll be back at like 7” he says

“What are you doing?”

“Just handling something” he shrugs. I shake my head going with it and Sebastians large hand caresses my thigh sending chills down my spine. I move his hand and he pulls it back on my thigh this time squeezing. “Stop playing with me” I smile to myself as he drives to my apartment.

...

I get in my small studio apartment after Sebastian dropped me off. I greet my dog Bando who’s wagging his tail at the door. I’ll definitely need a bigger apartment cause he’s gonna get huge. I put my purse on the hook next to the door and my keys on the table before sitting down on the couch. Bando comes over licking my hands and I pick him up rubbing his back and belly. “Hey boy” I kiss his head and turn on my tv. I go on Netflix and begin watching this new show I just got into called behind her eyes. It’s about a husband who’s a psychiatrist who starts an affair with someone he works with and his wife is crazy like completely off the rails. It’s been pretty good so far.

I get up and go to the kitchen grabbing a snack which consists of hot Cheetos and water.

Bando sits next to me laying his head on my leg while I eat my Cheetos and watch my show waiting for time to tick by until it’s time for me to get ready.

...

It’s about 6:05 right now and I really should start getting ready. I walk to the bathroom turning on the shower. I step in and let the warm water run down my back. I begin exfoliating my body with my gloves and just start thinking about Sebastian with another woman. It would kill me. I consider him my best friend and of course he’s my boss and if word got out I’d be devastated but I just can’t see him with anyone else even though we aren’t official. I start using a scented body wash lathering that up and scrubbing my body.

Once I’m finished I get out and do my skin care routine before adding moisturizer and grabbing a match bra and underwear set. I look at the time making sure I’m good before I begin my makeup. I start off with foundation before I hear my phone ring. I grab it seeing it’s Sebastian.“Hey” I place it on speaker and finish my makeup.

“Hey I’ll be a little early just because I’m bored so can I hang out with Bando?”

“Yea sure” I laugh “I’ll leave the front door open”

“Ok” he hangs up and I finish my light makeup using some setting spray and leaving it at that. I get up opening the front door and go back into my room. I spray on my deodorant and grab some body oil rubbing that all over my thighs and legs. Next I grab my favorite lotion: First Love by Victoria’s Secret and apply that. I hear the door open and shut and I open my bedroom door making sure it’s Seb. He’s dressed nice in a fitted black button down, a leather jacket and some black jeans. Jesus could he be any hotter?

“Hey” he smiles. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees I have on nothing but a cute little matching lingerie set.

“Hey” I laugh going to the closet finding something to wear. I hear footsteps approach my door and he stands in the door frame with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth. I stand on my tip toes trying to reach a box of heels to wear but I can’t. Sebastian comes over pressing his back against my chest where I feel his hardening dick. He towers above me grabbing the box and he leans down pressing his warm lips against my neck. His scruffy beard rubbing against my neck. His free hand fondles with my breasts and I moan softly before giggling “we’re gonna be late”

“Oh well” his hand slides down my breasts to my underwear. Sebastian continues kissing my neck while rubbing my clit slowly. I bite my lip suppressing a moan raking my fingers through his soft hair. I stop him pulling his hand out and grabbing the box. He chuckles sticking his fingers in his mouth soaking off my juices. Great now my underwear are ruined.

“I’ll be in the living room princess” he winks leaving me in the closet soaked and breathless. I sigh taking off my underwear just deciding to go bare underneath. I grab an oversized jean jacket, a short skirt and a graphic tee. I pull out my chunky ankle boots from the box putting on socks and pulling them over my feet. I look in the mirror at the completed look and I look amazing. Now to do something with my hair. I pull it up into one big bun leaving out two strands of braid and grab my hoop earrings. I place them through my first holes and leave it at that. I grab my purse then step out of my room seeing Sebastian on his phone rubbing Bando. He looks up and smiles. “You look great”

“Thanks so do you” I smile. I sit on his lap just embracing his cologne and he rubs my thighs. He traces over my tattoo absentmindedly.

“Ready when you are” he says

“I’m ready” I smile standing up. Of course he swats my behind as I get up. It wouldn’t be him. Sebastian opens the front door for me leading us to the hallway where we walk to his car.

....

We’re seated at the table just waiting for Anthony and his date. “Did he tell you anything about this girl?”

“Yea she’s a makeup artist. Her name is Tiara and she’s pretty cool” he shrugs looking through the menu. His hand rests on my thigh but I feel it slowly creeping up. “Sebastian”

“That’s me doll” he keeps his eyes on the menu still inching his hand higher. “The salmon looks good”

His hand finally reached my bare clit and that’s when his blue eyes look at me. “Where are your panties?” He whispers

“You ruined them so I took them off” I bite my lip feeling his finger circle the bunch of nerves making me legs jolt

“Mmm rookie mistake baby girl” the waiter walks over. A young boy who’s handsome. He has a baby face. He smiles sweetly eyeing me down.

“Can I get you guys started with any drinks” he stares directly at me

“Can I get a jack and coke please? What do you want?”

“Um” I take a deep breath as he moves faster “red wine please”

“Ok pretty lady we have Port, Merlot, Lambrusco-“

“Port is fine and a water too please” I choke out. He nods winking at me and I hold onto Sebastians wrist who’s still torturing my clit.

“I see you have a secret admirer” I feel my release nearing as he whispers in my ear

“Seb I’m gonna cum” I warn. My legs rock and try to enclose his hand and I see Anthony and his lady friend Tiara coming our way.

“Are you?” I tap his thigh and just as I’m about to cum on his hand he pulls away making me silently cry. I grip his thigh as the consequences of my edge are hot on my ass. I take a deep breath and Anthony comes over with a smile.

“Chocolate Chino wassup” he daps up Sebastian and I stand up on wobbly legs hugging him.

“You must be Tiara” she smiles opening her arms for a hug. I hug her smiling at her openness and generosity. Tiara sits in front of me and Anthony in front of Seb. Our drinks come and the waiter allows them to order their drinks and appetizers.

“Girl is that a lace?” I ask quietly to Tiara. She nods giggling

“Yea why is it lifting?” I nod and go in my purse grabbing some glue. I pass her the glue and tap the top of my forehead showing her where it’s at.

“I’m going to the bathroom” she announces. I stand up and nod

“Me too” I stand up abruptly and quickly fix my skirt accompanying her to the bathroom. We go in the bathroom and I lay down her lace making it perfect “this cute”

“100% human I’ll send you the link”

“Yesss girl soon as these braids come out ima let my hair breathe then throw a wig on” I nod fluffing out her curls.

“I knew I’d like you” she smiles. I laugh nodding

“Me too” we walk back out and she hands me back my glue before we sit back down with the boys. Sebastians hand returns to my thigh squeezing and kneading the meat.

“So what’s been going on? Talk to me” Anthony asks Seb. He shrugs moving his hand back to my clit rubbing in small circles. I hold my breath. The waiter brings our drinks and I take a sip of the sweet liquor gliding it down my throat. My body is set on fire but his fingers chasing my wetness. Sebastian pushes two fingers inside of me wasting no time pressing on my g-spot. My hand wanders over top of his and my hips buck in the seat riding his hand secretly. My breathing is slow and shallow trying not to give so much attention to myself. His long digits ripple inside of me and I hold my breath again moving my hand to squeeze his thigh. “Ok what can I get you guys. Let’s start with this beautiful lady” the waiter looks at me smiling and my breath catches in my throat as Sebastian pulls his fingers out rubbing my juices on my clit. I bite my lip taking a deep breath. “Let me get the Cajun Alfredo pasta” I ask

“Ok did you want the garlic bread as well” I nod closing my menu. He turns his attention to Tiara and I look at Sebastian.

“Are you gonna cum?” I nod biting my lip. A loud moan threatening to spill past my quivering lips. He drives me right the edge but just as I’m over the edge he stops pulling me back. My legs shake in agony and my acrylic nails dig through his jeans as I breathe slowly pulling back from my almost orgasm.

“And for you sir?” Sebastian smiles at him but his eyes are trained on me. Anthony notices Seb’s grown jealousy and smirks to himself. Him and Chris Evans are the only ones who really know of our relationship.

“For starters, your eyes on me and not her then I’ll have the porterhouse with fries” he closes the menu handing it to him. The waiter cuts his eyes at him before leaving to put our stuff in.

“I knew his jealousy would come quick” Anthony chuckles sipping his beer

“That’s disrespectful especially if I’m sitting right here” he shakes his head taking a sip of his drink. Sebastian and Tiara engulf themselves in a conversation and Anthony looks at me.

“Y/N do you think you’d move out here”

“I want to actually I just have to find my motivation for it. The only reason I would is to go to NYU but seeing as that’s not gonna happen” I shrug

“You’re a smart girl you’ll make it work” our food is brought out and I take a bite moaning at the taste. Seb looks at me with a smirk played at his los before cutting into his steak.

“This is fantastic” I say mixing it around. I look down seeing the growing bulge in Sebastians pants. I slide my hand over it gripping it softly watching him squirm in his seat. Oh I know I’m gonna pay for this. I keep palming him through his jeans and he bites his lip gripping the table cloth. His eyes lock on mine. That’s my ass.

.....

We get to the car saying our final goodbyes to Anthony and Tiara and she hugs me thanking me about her wig.

“I’ll text you when I get home” Seb says “if I make it” he looks at me smirking and I smile

“Ooohhh I’ll catch you later then” Anthony hugs me placing a kiss on my cheek and he daps up Sebastian. They leave and we get in the car.

“I’m gonna take you to see what I did today” he says. My heart sinks a little. Maybe he’s too tired to have sex. Who am I kidding? He’s never too tired for sex.

“And what did you do” he places the car in reverse resting his large hand on my thigh “besides edge me all night”

“Trust me baby girl”

...

After a somewhat silent car ride we arrive at an apartment complex near NYU. It’s about 20 minutes out from my apartment. He gets out and jogs around to the passenger side opening the door for me. I get out and Sebastian takes us up the elevator to the third floor of a lush apartment. Amazingly bigger than my studio now. And a better view.

“What is this?” I ask. He locks the door not answering my question. Next thing I know his hands are grabbing at my waist pulling me close to him. I pull off my jacket as well as his discarding it somewhere beyond my frivolousness. Next are our shoes which drop a few inches between us. We walk backwards until we end up on the couch in the massive living room. It’s a rust orange color with gold hardware detailed on the sides. Like big buttons but only metal. The coffee table in front of us is a black marble with abstract lines of gold etched throughout the surface being held up by thick gold legs.

The stickiness between my thighs and the aching of my clitoris calls Sebastians name loud and proud. He sits on the couch pulling me atop of him. I feel his bulge stiffen underneath my bare pussy permitting some sort of friction but not enough. I undo the buttons on his shirt pulling it open displaying his perfect chest, stomach and gold herringbone chain. Next I work on his pants and I feel his hand slip under my skirt sliding through my wetness. He curls his finger at my clit making me halt my movements and shudder. He’s edged me so many times tonight that that was the foreplay. I want the dick now. “I want you to ride me baby doll” he rasps in my ear

I pop the zipper on his pants working them down his legs along with his boxers. I pull off my skirt throwing it across the room. I watching him pull on his dick, the red tip leaking with precum and I use his broad shoulders as support guiding the tip in and letting it expand my walls gracefully. I sit down completely damn near feeling his dick in my stomach. His hands knead my ass then move to the back of my hair pulling my braids. My jaw drops as I rock my hips forward and backward finally creating the friction inside and on my clit I’ve been longing for. I could cum right now but I’ll hold out as long as I can.

“Tell daddy how good that feels” he demands moving forward to kiss and lick my neck. I drop my head kissing his plump lips as he gives me a spank.

“It feels so good” I moan between kisses. He spanks me again and my hands migrate to the bank of the couch where I put more weight into it and push my feet onto his knees where I’m able to bounce my ass.

“Fuck just like that princess. You look so pretty bouncing on my dick like the slut you are” he breathed out.

I can already feel that black hole opening more and more about to consume me beyond recognition. My moans are loud just like he likes them to be. He wants everyone to know he’s making me feel good. Sebastian wraps his hands around my waist drilling me from the bottom. I can’t hold my release any longer and I cry out holding him close to me as he bites my shoulder softly. My legs tense up and I shudder taking his strokes with no other way out of it. I grip the back of the couch wailing and somehow in the process I break an acrylic nail. I could care less at this point.

Once I’ve calmed down he picks me up and takes me to the kitchen laying me on the dining room table which takes a resemblance to the coffee table, only bigger, as well as the chairs are the same just in a leathered material. He pulls my shaking legs on his shoulders pushing them damn near to my ears. He starts his rhythm again wasting no time but going deeper during his annihilation. He holds the sides of my heads pounding me out as he closes his eyes moaning louder with each thrust. Only the sound of skin slapping and loud moans are waved about in the room. My jaw is dropped and I feel soft kisses placed on it. How can someone be so sweet yet so rough at the same time?

My lover leans down where his pelvis is rubbing against my sensitive clit again making my body convulse. “Sebastian” my nails drag down his back sure enough leaving marks as his breathing picks up in his ear. My legs drop but they’re stopped at the crease of his arms. “I’m- fuck” my back arches off the table as he chuckles lowly watching me succumb to my demise of tensed rattling all under him. A smirk is played at his lips and I close my eyes already spent from my 2 hard orgasms.

“Fuck you look so pretty like this” what he says next makes me whine in exhaustion but excitement “but I’m not finished with you just yet pretty girl”

Sebastian picks me up taking me to the laundry room where he sets me on top of the black chrome washing machine. He gets on his knees spreading my legs wide where my honey is very visible. He kisses my thighs moaning at my taste. His beard scratches at my skin as he moves his face closer enclosing his mouth around my swollen clit. My hands rake through his hair and his piercing eyes look up at me as he sucks my pussy like a leech. My jaw drops as his hands move up playing with my breasts. I grind my lower half along his face gripping his hair.

“Daddy” I whine. He hums and my thighs have a mind of their own as they begin closing around his head. He separates them devouring me until I’m shaking on top of the washing machine wailing as my climax makes it’s debut. He cleans up the mess of me he’s made then comes up and kisses me allowing me to taste my flavor on his tongue. Seb picks me up taking me to the next room and standing me on my legs. A hard smack is pressed on my ass while he teases me rubbing the tip on my sensitive clit. He finally pushes the head in and I press my body down on the counter. As he starts drilling my insides. I gasp moaning loudly as my body jerks from the sudden thrust and friction. He anchors his hands on my shoulders drilling me relentlessly. I can’t breathe, I can’t think and I’m so filled with pleasure I can’t open my eyes.

Sebastian moves wrapping his hand around my throat fucking me harder. His other hand is pressed on the bathroom counter and he growls in my ear. “Open your eyes sweetheart. I want you to watch me fuck the energy out of you. You look so fucking worn out and pretty” he moans tightening his grip around my throat. Now I really can’t breathe and I’m loving every second of it.

My body jolts with each thrust as my back clashes against his chest. Both of his hands are now tugging at my waist and I feel him slam harder inside of me. “Seb I can’t cum anymore” I whine.

“Yes you can. I know you can” he lifts my leg on the counter and I lean down again feeling him go deeper. A hard spank is introduced and I hold my breath from the overwhelming sensation. He kneads the spot where he slapped and I mewl pulling my arm back to try to get him to slow down “move your hand” he pulls both of my hands behind my back obliterating me. My legs start their convulsions and I shiver under his magical touch. Sebastian twirls his fingers around my clit and I erupt into a loud shaking mess. “I want you to cum for me princess”

He fucks my through my orgasm making me see stars. Once I come down he chuckles “daddy please I can’t cum anymore” with that he picks me up taking me to the bedroom. He lays me down below him kissing me softly. Seb moves behind me pulling my leg up entering me again. He kisses my neck thrusting into me softly. A small moan escapes my lips and I rake my fingers through his hair while his lips move on my neck. He kisses my jaw then moves to my lips picking up his pace a little.

“Fuck you feel so good” he moans in my ear. Sebastian nips at my lobe growling and moving his hands to rub my clit again. His other hand is holding himself up to keep at his glorious rhythm.

“Daddy” I whine. He hums in my ear. He’s famously hitting my g-spot and if he keeps it up I really won’t be able to hold myself out. He goes even faster slamming into me until his moans get loud. I press my lips against his.

“I want you to cum inside me daddy. Fill me up like the slut I am” I moan gripping the sheets.

“You want daddy to cum? Hmm” he drops his head kissing my cheek and I turn to the best of my ability even with his hand around my throat kissing his lips. I nod during the kiss scratching at his forearm harder which sets him off. He lets out off a vulnerable moan in my ear followed by growls and low moans letting me know who I really belong to. His seed erupts in me coating my pink walls white. His labored breathing slows and normally he takes a small break right after he cums. Finally he stops thrusting and pulls out leaving a little bit of pain radiating in my pelvis. Seb lays back on the pillow and I lay my head on his chest completely spent “hey” he rasps. I look up listening to what he has to say “there’s a reason I bought this apartment”

“What’s that” I ask

“I enrolled you in NYU you start in the fall” my head shoots up looking him dead in his eyes. There’s no way.

“Sebastian please don’t play with me”

“I got your high school transcript, recommendations, and it was test optional so you don’t have to take one. I want you to live your dreams baby” my eyes fill with tears and I gather the rest of my strength hugging him. I begin sobbing and he kisses my head

“Thank you thank you” I kiss him and he wiles my tears.

“I love you”

Warnings: smut, language, daddy kink, straight up nastiness, dom!Andy, angst, protected, this is a 2 parter

Ima try my best to do a 3rd person POV

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl @designerwriterchic @bvssmob

Relationship: Andy Barber x black plus sized reader

~Andy’s POV~

2:46am and all I can think about is her moans and how good I made her feel. Her smile when I walk into the room, how strong she is, especially strong-minded. Laurie stirs in her sleep resting her arm on my chest and that’s when I look at her. I don’t find the same love I had for her before Y/N. It’s not to say I don’t love her as a person. I do dearly and I love her as the mother of my child but I don’t love her as my wife anymore.

I sigh closing my eyes finally drifting to sleep not wanting to think anymore.

...

Y/N has been avoiding me for about 3 weeks and I can’t help but feel bad. The truth is I don’t know how to tell her I want her. That night is all I can think about. I’ve been so stressed out these last few weeks because my son might be a suspect in a murder case. That’s really been weighing on my shoulders especially since I’ve been kicked off the case. Laurie has been growing cold against me and I think she believes our son did it. There’s no way he did it. And I’m scared to ask just in case she thinks I’m trying to accuse her. I just need to know we’re on the same page as a family.

I’m sitting at my desk when I’ve finally had enough. I press the button for my assistant and she walks in with a smile “hey Lynn can you bring Y/N in here to me please?”

“Yes sir” she leaves and I take a deep breath standing up. I watch out of the glass as Y/N pushes her chair out and walks with Lynn. She opens the door and sees me folding her arms. Flashbacks hit me hard and next thing I know I’m having to shield my boner. She looks so gotdamn good with her beautiful mahogany hair placed into a neat puff on top of her head, her shapely body concealed into a short tight floral skirt and an olive green top with nude sandals with gems on them. Maybe it’s because I was drunk but I’m just noticing the tattoo on the inside of her wrist that says ‘breathe’ in intricate letters

“You wanted to see me” she doesn’t even make direct eye contact with me. I nod towards the seat and she shuts the door and sits down. I lean on the front of my table watching her cross her legs and move back.

“Can I ask why you’ve been avoiding me? And don’t lie”

“Because I feel absolutely terrible about what your wife will say when she finds out you fucked your intern and further more I don’t wanna be fired for fraternizing with my bosses boss” she cuts right the the chase

“Understandable but you won’t get fired” I reassure her

“Andy I already have people that don’t like me in this office and I don’t need our business getting out and I’m scared”

“Don’t be Y/N but if you wanna stop I completely understand” I nod “I just want the old us back” I’m referring to how much we used to be. Like 2 peas in a pod. Bound at the hip. Going from best friends to not even speaking is different for us.

She stares at me with her big daunting brown eyes “I bought you a coffee it might be a lil cold but you’ll be ok” I chuckle dropping my head while she stands up to get it. Honestly I don’t wanna stop what we’re doing because I can’t get enough of her but if that’s what she wants then I won’t argue it.

Y/N comes back with the coffee in her hand and hands it to me. “Have you talked to

Laurie about it yet?” She cross her arms looking at me and it’s just something about her stance that makes me wanna place her over my knee and smack her ass red. Laurie never really enjoyed when I spanked her or pulled her hair or even choked her.

“Absolutely not” I take a sip of the lukewarm coffee. She nods in approval.

“Well back to my never ending paperwork to file”

“Just do these for me and fill this out and have it back to me by the end of the day” I watch as YN scans the paper I gave her skipping the other papers. “This is an official hiring worksheet” she states as a matter of factly.

“I’m aware”

“You wanna hire me?”

“Yea and plus you’ll make more money that what you’re making now as an intern so fill it out and you’ve got it” I smile. She bites her lip and I know she said we should stop but I could fill that pretty pussy one more time.

“Thanks” she smiles. I watch her walk away before taking a deep breath. I sit back behind my desk and continue working.

....

Another late night at the office. I sigh rubbing my hands over my face. I look out and see Y/N coming in here. I believe it’s only me and her in here. I watch as a tall man stand up and walk to her. It’s Neal. He slams papers on her desk startling her yelling throughout the office.

“You dumbass bitch. You filed the wrong fucking stack” she stands up in protest. Anger fills me half way and I’m about to slap the dog shit out of him for talking to her like that.

“Don’t you ever in your gotdamn life say some bullshit like that Neal. I’ve dealt with your shit long enough. That stack was getting filed regardless right? Ard then chill out with the fuck shit” there’s her Baltimore accent. He rises above her with intimidating power and I stand up jogging to the door. Anger washes over me as I swing the door open and stomp towards the pair. I didn’t even notice the shocked scared expression painted on Y/N’s face. I grab Neal by the collar seething like a rabid animal. Without saying a word to him I give him a death glare as a warning.

“Andy” Y/N peeps out. Neal cracks a smile and I press him against the wall watching the humor drain from his face replaced with sheer terror.

“You think this is a joke? Do you?” I scream

“Andy” Y/N screams louder and I come to my senses. I let him go watching him scramble to gather his things leaning collectively. I let out a deep sigh and she’s comes to my aid rubbing my shoulder “calm down I’m ok he didn’t hurt me”

“He wouldn’t have gotten the chance” I take a deep breath

...

It’s been a few weeks since the ordeal and unfortunately after that I was let off my sons case. To make matters worse me and Laurie got into an argument that I’m sure puts us close to the brink of separation. I believe that she thinks Jacob murdered Ben and she won’t admit to it and keeps trying to switch the narrative.

I’m sitting on the couch drinking a beer at 10:30 at night when I get a call. It’s Y/N.

“Hey Y/N” I swig the last of my beer

“Hey Andy are you busy?” She asks. She sounds nervous

“No why?” I ask smiling at the sweet sound of her voice

“Can you come by the office I have something for you”

“Y/N you know they’re gonna lose their shit if they see me in there especially after hours”

“Please it’ll be worth it” she pleads. I can already envision her bottom lip puckered out and her arms crossed. I sigh standing up stretching my back

“I’ll be there soon”

“Yay” she perks up and I laugh hanging up. I grab my coat and hear the footsteps of my basically estranged wife approaching.

“Where are you going? It’s 11:30”

“To handle some business at work” I lie. I’m not even sure what Y/N is up to. If it’s what I think it is then of course Laurie can’t know.

“I thought you were kicked off the case”

“Just some important files I forgot to log into the system. No big deal” I pull on my coat placing my hood on my head and exit swiftly. The heavy rain patters hard on the concrete splashing upward with each step I take toward the car.

I get in and press the start button watching Laurie observe me through the curtain. I reverse out of the driveway pulling off into the night.

....

I open the doors and see YN standing there with a trench coat and some heels on and a bottle of champagne. She doesn’t notice my movements as she smoothes out the wrinkles in her coat trying to perfect herself. She doesn’t realize she’s already perfect.

“To what do I owe this dubious pleasure Ms. YLN?” I inquire placing my hands on my pocket and leaning on the door frame. Her smile is bright when our eyes lock.

“Well I have made a change of my mind on something” I walk towards her where she sits me down in the chair standing before me. My heart is racing and my dick is starting to get hard.

“I bought the champagne just in case you need some extra convincing” she laughs. YN opens her coat dropping it on the floor revealing a beautiful 2 piece LINGERIE set. Her body compliments the piece beautifully and that’s when I really take her in. Not just for her sex appeal but for her in general. She kisses me leaning down and straddling my waist where I hold her hips and grab a handful of what’s really mine.

<3rd Person POV>

Andy can’t help but moan as YN grinds down on his thick throbbing boner just waiting to be released from its shackles. Her dominant side takes over and she grabs his face planting an open mouth kiss on his neck. She works on his pants getting on her knees. Mouth salivating as his dick finally springs free. She wraps her acrylic nails around the base swirling her top around collecting the precum.

Andy sinks in the chair ravishing in her skills. He presses her hair out of the way watching the way her pretty brown eyes stare back at him while she sucks and slurps her way to his soul. His head falls back guiding his hips into the back of her throat never breaking rhythm. She pulls his penis out of her mouth rubbing her thumb and palm over the tip while she takes one of his balls in his mouth. A loud moan escapes his lips. Andy has never experienced this before. Not this detailed to say the least.

All the while he’s receiving glorious pleasure, Laurie is home rocking and sobbing on the shower floor. She’s come to the conclusion that her husband doesn’t love her anymore and than her son is a murderer. While one of those is true she can’t help but feel rage and insanity boil within her.

Laurie collects herself and dries off grabbing a pair of jeans and a a shirt. She places her wet hair up letting it air dry. Her long legs stride to her sons room where he’d playing his game but pauses it and looks at her “are you ok mom?” Jacob asks

“Come with me honey we’re gonna go for a ride” before he can respond Laurie leaves the room going downstairs grabbing her shoes. She’s out of her mind. It’s like she’s watching herself complete this indescribable action and she can’t stop it. But she knows deep down in her heart Jacob murdered this boy and she can’t live her life knowing her son is a murderer.

Andy pulls YN up by the neck dragging his tongue along the bottom of her mouth holding her captive in his spell once again. He pulls her panties off collecting her wetness through his fingers. She’s more than ready. Andy pulls YN down on top of his dick watching her gasp as he fills her up.

“Feel that?” He rasps “that’s all yours”

“It’s mine. You’re mine” she utters rocking and swirling her hips electrifying her heated body. Her hands grip the arm rests of the chair as Andy starts pumping up into her.

Her sweet moans. Andy could listen to her moans all day. Laurie was never loud or pornographic like this. Not by a long shot. He watches her ass bounce on his lap as she licks and nips as his ear. The clapping and slushing sounds of their juices makes music to YN’s ears.

“My dirty little slut so fucking wet for me”

Meanwhile Laurie has just downed her second glass of bourbon while waiting for Jacob to approach. She places her glass in the sink when she hears his footsteps.

“Mom where are we going?” The young boy asks watching his mother look so far gone it looks like it’ll take her aged to return.

“Just for a drive” is all she says before she grabs the car keys walking past him and to the car. Jacob shuts and locks the door placing his hand on the car door and instantly gets this gut wrenching feeling that he needs to stay home.

“Maybe I should stay?” He asks

“Nonsense just get in” she starts the engine and Jacob takes a deep breath getting in the passenger seat. He grabs and locks his seatbelt as Laurie pulls out of the driveway pulling off. She takes an unfamiliar road of what looks like dark road. The sound of the rain was always Jacobs favorite. Only this time it dreaded him even more. The rain was heavy, loud, and unforgiving to any car that would step forth on the slippery slope with a daring intention to overcome it.

“Jacob I’m going to ask you one question and I need you to answer honestly” oh no. Jacob knew this question all too well “did you kill Ben?”

“Mom I already told you no” that wasn’t the answer Laurie had damn near given up her marriage for and she knew it wasn’t the truth. She just couldn’t shake this feeling that he was lying. Before she knows it she starts speeding up to 30 miles an hour when the speed limit is 35 but of course driving slow in this nasty weather is imperative but she didn’t care. It was imperative for Jacob to tell her the truth and she was convinced he wasn’t doing that.

“Jacob I’m being very serious tell me the truth”

“I am mom slow down” he pleads with her trying to understand why he isn’t believing her. Her foot presses on the gas even more going 45 miles an hour He goes on his Apple Watch sending a quick text to his father praying to God he answers immediately.

Andy’s wrist buzzes but he doesn’t even bother looking at it as YN whimpers his name. Her hands shake as they try to find something to grab onto. Andy grabs her arms wrapping them behind her back as he holds her waist down thrusting upward hitting her sensitive g-spot making she cries out and squeeze his thick hands. The black hole soon to swallow the two up at the same time.

By this time Laurie is screaming at Jacob and has reached 70 miles an hour down the long road. Jacob pull on his seatbelt which locked for his protection. “Jacob I know you did. Your father may believe your lies but I don’t. You’re just like him. He lies to me and says he’s doing work and I just know he’s screwing someone else” Laurie is fed up. Tears pool both of their faces. Hers in despair and Jacobs in fear. She reaches 90. Jacob has been trying to call Andy and to no avail, no answer. He’s weighed all the possible outcomes of throwing himself out the car but with his locked seatbelt it won’t work.

“Jacob tell me the truth” before he can answer she presses on the gas going to 100. His chest is tight and Jacob has a feeling he’s going to die.

YN’s legs shake as Andy keeps drilling into her relentlessly wanting to make the biggest mess of her. “Neal can’t have you. No one can have you your mine. Fuck this tight pussy is gonna make me fill you up”

“Andy I’m gonna cum”

“Cum for me darling” As the pair reach their climax grasping onto each other for dear life Laurie reaches hers screaming at Jacob continuing to incline the accelerator as he continues calling his father on his apple watch. The teary eyed boy sees that the speedometer has reached 104 Mph and all attempts to try to stop his manic mother have faded. He silently prays as she yells one final statement “I know you did it”

Andy clutches YN’s quaking body as she whines taking the thrusts of his dick with no other option. The duo moans out loudly just as Laurie and Jacob scream before black consumes the both of them. She crashed the car head first into the side of a brick tunnel.

YN looks at Andy who has a small smile on his face. His hands unwrap from her lower back where he held her in place and she looks at his Apple Watch seeing the 7 missed calls from Jacob and one text reading: “mom losing shit”. YN glances at the time displaying 1:22am. Why is Jacob awake and why did he call 7 times.