silver soul- beach house

it wasn’t your fault. it was his for looking that sexy. he was tan, and his biceps had a definiton that wasn’t there a year ago, and you couldn’t help but stare.

you’d all gone to the beach for the afternoon, a rocky one since you couldn’t deal with sand. the rocks were impressively tall, they were fun to climb and weave through.

chris had been watching you like a hawk since you’d slipped out of your shorts and shirt, he couldn’t stop staring at you. he had to get you alone, or he’d go crazy.

the beach was secluded, so he simply had to get you away from the others.

nick, matt, noah and nate had decided to go for a swim, whilst you were tanning on a nice rock, relaxed.

“wanna go for a walk?” you heard from above you. you squinted your eyes open to find chris there. you rolled your eyes and laid back down. “with you? no.”

he let out an impatient breath, not in the mood to take your shit. “i saw some cool turtles up ahead. come with,” his teeth were almost gritted as he let those words out. you shot up excitedly, “where?!”

you jumped up as he began walking, walking slow for you to catch up, “this way.”

you walked for a few minutes, getting deeper into the rocks, and you started to get impatient. “okay, chris, what the fuck? i expected to see some cute turtles in the water or some–“

your body was slammed into the rock next to you, and you looked up at him with a surprised gasp. “you look so fucking good, you know that?” he said quietly, his hand running up and down your waist, sending shivers down your spine.

“ever since i fucked you dumb over the kitchen island i haven’t stopped thinking about it… and how i want to do it again.” his mouth was right next to your ear, and you swallowed hard at his words. “chris…..”

“sh…” he shushed you softly, kissing your neck. “tell me to stop, baby.” your hands travelled up to his hair, and your neck tilted to the side as he kept gently kissing up and down it.

“chris, i.. i want to help you.” you murmured, pulling his head back to look into his eyes. “i want to return the favour.”

he smirked and stepped back. you slowly kneeled down, never ceasing to stare into his eyes. the rock was digging into your knees, but your focus was only on him.

you teased him by playing with the waistband of his trunks, making him groan as he pushed them down, too desperate to play that game. you laughed and gently kissed his tip. you stroked him a few times before taking his tip in your mouth and suckling on it. his hand went to your hair as his head tipped back.

“oh, god.” you hummed in response, which made his hips buck forward and for his length to push into your mouth, making you choke and gag. he smiled and thrusted again, this time intentionally. your eyes rolled to the back of your head.

he kept thrusting, practically fucking your mouth.

but he surprised you when he pulled back. he motioned for you to get up, and you licked your way up, eyes always on his, tongue dragging up his warm torso. when you got up, he crashed his lips to yours, and his tongue fought with yours.

he pulled back and turned you around, mindful that the rock would hurt your back. you kissed your shoulder a few times as he pushed the bikini thong to the side, and he shoved inside you with a quick, deep thrust.

you moaned, which chris took as fuel to speed up immediately. he thrusted hard, skin clapping with skin, moans and groans echoing in the rocky maze. “do you know how much i’ve wanted this? waiting for so fucking long…”

he suddenly grabbed your hair and yanked you against him, choking you with his other hand. “such a good fucking slut for me, hm? taking my… mm-fuck… big cock so well.” he kept slamming up into you. “say my name, baby. what’s my name?”

you couldn’t hear, dumb on his cock, whimpering and babbling. “what’s my fucking name, whore?” he said, every word punctuated with a thrust, causing you to tear up. “daddy… oh fuck…”

he smirked at that, loving his new nickname. “yeah? good girl.”

“chris…. i have to– oh, god….”

he kissed your neck, “let go. come on my cock, be my perfect girl.” you came undone with a sob, body trembling with your orgasm. as your pussy gripped him tight, he came with a loud moan, thrusting to ride both your orgasms out.

he slowly stopped, and you fell back against his chest, eyes droopy. he kissed your cheek and caressed your body, still inside you. “i’m gonna pull out, okay, love?”

you whined as he did, whimpering from overstimulation. he never let you go, holding you up.

the walk back was longer than the walk there, but you made it eventually.

as soon as you arrived, nick gasped, “oh my god, what happened to your knees?!”

you glanced down, confused. they were bloodied and bruised. “oh! we were looking for turtles, and i slipped and fell on my knees. it really fucking hurt, and we didn’t find any turtles!”

chris smiled beside you, truly knowing what happened.