cw!!!: smut, unprotected sex, p in v, dom!nett, lowkey down bad reader 😓😓, lotsss of dirty talk, car sex, weed/smoking, cowgirl, fwb, oral (m! reciving), and fingering!! (lmk if i missed anything) MINORS DNI
It had been weeks since the last time you saw Gunner, but it felt like months to you. You knew he was busy, you also knew you guys were “just friends”, but to you friends didn’t just casually hook up. You felt almost as if you were always waiting for him to text you. You acted like it didn’t bother you, but deep down inside you knew you craved his attention, and maybe his touch too. You weren’t kidding yourself, every time you and him linked, everything you did together you never regretted it, it felt so good and so right.
You rolled over in bed, your eyes felt heavy. When you checked the clock on your bedside table it read 1:25 AM, It was late. Just as you laid your head down on your pillow to try and doze off, your phone lit up beside your head. The light hurt your eyes, but when you checked the notification you were pleasantly surprised. Maybe pleasantly surprised was an understatement by the way your hands flew to answer your phone.
You rushed to roll out of bed and get ready. You did your hair how you like it, you brushed your teeth, and you put on just a little bit of makeup. You kept it light, after all Gunner was your friend. But would you be doing all this for someone who is really your “friend”. You wanted to be his first choice, even doing this made you question yourself. Even after all your internal conflicts you had while you were getting ready, questioning your self respect and if you should even be doing this, you still chose to see him.
Just minutes after you were all fixed up, Gunner had arrived at your place, just sending you a quick “here” text. Your heart was racing, practically beating out of your chest. You looked at yourself in the mirror once again before you left, seeing how good you looked in this moment. You slid your shoes on and then walked out of your door, locking it behind you. You immediately saw gunners car, it was hard to miss. You couldn’t see him through the windows, they were all tinted out. When you got to the car, you heard it unlock as you pulled the door handle open and lowered yourself into Gunners car.
“Hey! How have you been, Y/N?” Gunner asked smiling slightly. “I’ve been good Gunner” you answered back. “I missed you ma” he smirked seeing your face flush a tad bit. “Don’t call me that” you snapped back. “Don’t play hard to get now, I know how happy you are to see me ” he answered back with a smug expression. “Sure, Gunner” you playfully rolled your eyes. He shifted the car out of park. You guys started to drive around for a little. He played you some of his music he thought about dropping, “What do you think about this one?” He would ask you after every single song. You small talked for what felt like forever. Gunner pulled into a random parking lot. You knew in your head where this was going to end up going, all your conflicting thoughts returned as he rambled on about something with his manager.
As you parked, Gunner was just talking about his career and things going on in his personal life. “I’m a grown man, I don’t need to be told what to do, right?”. You nodded your head agreeing with him. You looked at him as he was still on about god knows what, you couldn’t stop admiring him. Your eyes traced every inch of his face, his full lips, his beautiful eyes that never failed to mesmerize you, his hair which you loved the color of, you just loved everything about him. “You seem bored, you tryna roll up?” He asked, “Yeah, for sure.” You answered back. As you watched him roll a blunt, he licked it to try and seal it. As you watched his tongue roll across the paper you couldn’t help but feel something, and there is no doubt he didn’t notice.
“What, Y/N??” Gunner laughed, “Nothing, gosh I can’t even look?” You giggled, knowing you were caught right there. Seconds after, he sparked his lighter. He took a hit of the blunt, then passed it to you. You took a hit and looked over at him again, he was smiling at you. Your lips curled into a smile as well. As you looked at him, you remembered the first time you hung out, meeting through a mutual friend in LA. He made you nervous even back then. That felt like so long ago to you. As you both got higher, things began to escalate, and escalate quickly.
“Gunnerrrrr” you purred in a needy tone, “Fuck your so high,” he said looking deep into your glossy, red eyes. “Is that why your so needy, hmm?” He questioned you, knowing the answer already. “Mmmm maybe” you answered back. For a short moment you both made eye contact before you both mutually moved your heads closer together, he put his hand behind your head pulling you into him, your lips crashed together sharing desperate kissed, his tounge made its way into your mouth as you guys began to make out. You made out like there was no tomorrow, hands were moving everywhere. He squeezed your ass as your hand lowered itself down his chest, to his lower stomach, and then down to the bulge in his sweatpants.
“Fuck princess, you want this?” He breathed out, “God Gunner yes, fuck I need you” You answered back. You both climbed into the back of his car as your hands quickly found one another again. “Come sit on my lap baby” he grinned, even in that request you can hear in his tone he was still trying to be gentle with you. You sat on his lap as your lips met and tounges danced together again. You began to grind down on the buldge in his sweatpants. “ oh shit baby, yeah” he groaned. You knew what you were doing to him, it made you want him even more somehow. He reached his hand down, he played with the waist band of you pajama shorts as he slipped his hands down into the shorts, his hands finding the wet spot in your panties easily. “So wet for me, mama” he was all breathy saying this. He began rubbing your clit through your panties. You whined into his neck. “You like that?”, you nodded back not even being able to say anything, “words baby, words” said. “Yes, Gunner! Fuck yes I love it!”. He laughed, “Pathetic, so needy for me, I haven’t even put my fingers in yet.” He purred.
The air in the backseat of the car is tension filled, You are pressed hard against the seat, your breath coming in shallow pants. His hand suddenly clamps around your thigh, his grip bruisingly tight, tight enough to leave marks, pinning you in place. "You've been begging for this all night, haven't you, baby?" he coos. Before you can even nod or respond in any way, he drives two fingers deep into your core. You gasp, your back arching off the leather as he pumps them quickly, his knuckles rubbing against your clit with at a brutal pace. You’re so close already, the friction sending shocks through every inch of your body, your hips bucking against his hand. Just as you reach your climax , just as the first wave of an orgasm hits you, Gunner abruptly takes his fingers out of you. The sudden void leaves you desperate. "Please... Gunner, please," you whine. "Not yet," he snaps at you, his eyes dark with lust. "Show me how much you want it, mama. Beg for it. Tell me exactly what you need."
"I need you... please, fuck me, Gunner, please!" you groan, your hands clawing at his shoulders. With that, he frees himself, his thick length sprung out, slapping again his lower stomach. the flushed pink head glistening with pre-cum. He grabs the back of your head, tangles his fingers in your hair, and forces your face down. He shoves his cock deep into your throat. He thrusts hard and fast, the head of his cock hitting the back of your throat, your moans and gags has muffled sounds due to him being so deep in your mouth. “Fuckkkk Y/N” He whimpers. He pulls out with a wet pop as you gasp for air, he immediately gives you his hand pulling you back up to his level. He flips you so your facing him, positioning you in cowgirl, and in one motion, he thrusts his full length inside you.
"oh shit gunner!" you moan , the sensation of him filling you completely shocks your system. Gunner grips your hips, his fingers digging into your skin getting the best grip possible, and thrusts. He forces you to look him in the eyes by grabbing your face, his blue eyes piercing. "Look at me, sweet girl. Tell me. Does anyone fuck you better than I do?” He says as he keeps thrusting up into you. You try to answer, but the pleasure seems to be stealing your voice. You're being pounded so hard your vision is beginning to blur, your head tossing back as he hits your g-spot with every upward thrust. "I can't, Gunner fuck" you sob. “Not good enough, answer me, princess." he demands, ramming into you again, harder and rougher this time, making you cry out. "Does anyone fuck you better than me?" He asks, getting breathless. "No" you whimper. “No one! No one fucks me better than you, Oh god, Gunner, keep going Yes, please, just keep fucking me!” You moan loudly.
He hums in approval, his pace becoming even quicker, almost inhumane. He flips you around, shoving you into reverse cowgirl so your ass is firmly against his lap. He reaches around to grip your breasts, squeezing them hard as he pounds even harder upward into you, the sound of skin slapping and heavy breathing is all that could be heard. "That's it, take it all, baby," he whispers into your ear. "Look at this tight little pussy gripping my cock, look, your shaking for me. You're such a good little slut for Daddy, aren't you?" He asks "Yes! Yes, Daddy! Fuck me harder!" you cry. All you can think about is how good you feel right now. Gunner’s movements become desperate, his thrusts shorter and weaker. He lets out a groan against you neck, he’s coming to his climax. He pumps spurt after spurt of hot cum inside you, filling you to the brim.
As you both come down, Gunner slowly slides out of you with a wet sound, his cum spilling out of you but not before he slides his finger back down to your well-fucked pussy and pushed his cum back inside you. Before you can even get off of his lap, he pulls you firmly into his chest. He wraps his arms around you in a sweet and gentle embrace, tucking your head under his chin. He presses a tender kiss to your temple. His voice now a soft, speaking to you in a warm way. “You did so good for me, my sweet girl," he whispers, stroking your hair, then moving down to rub you back in small, soothing circles as you both catch your breath in the sudden silence of the car. "Such a good girl." He coos. Now you realized why you keep coming back to this.
a/n: omgggg first fic so sorry if it sucks!! i was so nervous to post this!! lowkey thinking about making a second part… lmk what u think. also i didn’t proofread 😟😟. anyways i hope you enjoyed this <3
