#billhader

“well” you opened the car door and got in “where are we off to?” richie put his car into drive, and you were off. it was silent, not the bad type, but not the good type, your hand was over his on the center console. “so, we should talk or some shit” you knew that was the last thing he wanted to say, but there was nothing else to say. “nah, we dont rich.” you stroked his hand with your thumb “i think it's clear how we feel.” a sigh he didn't know he was holding it was deeply released as he headed down the more rural route of your town.

 your head stuck out of his window, blissful in the moment, basking in happiness. “be careful y/n, if you fall out of my window i don't know what id do” he taunted, keeping his right arm against your mind just in case anything were to happen. he parked the car at a scenic overlook facing a lake, and got out, coaxing you out with his ring and middle finger. you both sat on the trunk of his car, a distance between the both of you. 

“i give a shit about you more than anyone ok” richie exhaled “and i'm sorry wasn't more open, i didn't want to ruin a good thing.” you stood up, your arms crossed “just a good thing?” richie rose and took your face into his palms “a fan-fucking-tasitc thing” he brushed against your lips “the best thing ive ever had.” you closed the gap, feeling your eyes becoming watery. one of his hands slips down to your lower back, he pulls it closer to him. you move one hand to the back of his locks and the other to the base of his neck. the kiss was needy, it was earth shattering, you love was simple yet it could overcome anything.

keeping your forehead on his as he breaks from the kiss“babe it's been so hard without you.” you snicker “one week without me and you are already whining!” he backs away, taking your hand. 

“i’ll show you whining”

he leads you to the back seat of his car, you close the door behind you and richie automatically pounces. he leans you against the door, trailing kisses down your neck while groping you everywhere. “ive been craving to have my fucking hands back on you y/n” he grabs your ass and smacks it. richie sucks on the tender spot of your neck, sending pleasure down your spine “r-richie keep going.” his pupils blow out, he bites down on the patch “beg for it.” you turn your face;  blushing, you almost forgot how dominant he gets. “please, i want you to fuck me, i want you to make me feel so good richie, please rich.” with those words, kiss lips detached from your neck, as his fingers messed with the buttons on jeans. he pulled your jeans off, putting your leg onto his shoulder and rubbing your loathed slit.

“you're soaked y/n” he tisked “such a good girl, going bad for me?” he moved your panties to the sick, licking his fingers and teasing your hole. he slipped his middle finger inside, then his ring finger. you hissed, throwing your head back “feels good rich” you egged him on. his fingers began working faster, enjoying the expressions of pleasure that took over your face. “who gets to see you make these faces hm? who owns you?”  “you rich, for you” you croaked, taken over by a moan. richie could feel his member press against his pants tightly, the faces and noises you were making made him go mad. 

you could have easily came with richies fingers alone, but the only thing you could think of was being totally destroyed by him. “give it to me already rich, i've been so good” you groan, richie pulls out his digits and licks them clean. “ususally” richie starts, pulling off his pants and underwear “i would make you suffer some more” he flips you over, hovering over you “but i need you this instant” he plunges into you without any warning “so im going to fucking have you”

he held your stomach and waist, thrusting into you slowly, he filled you up so well. he pulled you up by your hair and put his torso on your back “you take me so well, you're for me only” he husked, picking up his breath pace as he began moving faster. 

he rammed into you full force, kissing your shoulders and praising you with ‘taking me so well, such a good girl, sounds so pretty for me.’ you were loving the pain, and the pleasure, and the feeling of just being with him, lust and love tangling your senses. “who makes you feel this good?” he howls “you rich- fuck!” you scream, the coil in your core unwinding much faster than you'd like it to. “remember y/n” he grunts “if you want to cum you have to ask for permission.” he began kneading your clit, overstimulating you to the extent. 

everything was so much, you needed to cum. “please richie, can i please cum!” you screeched, erotic moans leaving your lips. “you can cum on my dick princess” he bites lightly on the back of your neck. your legs give out, pleasure takes over every inch of your body, ‘oh richie’’s and ‘fuck’’s coming from the back of your throat. the sounds of your release and the feeling of you beneath him also sent richie to the edge, he pulled out and pumped hot liquid onto your back.

little mewls left your lips as you both came down from your highs. richie kissed your forehead, letting you rest on his shoulder.

“i never want this to end,” you sleepily said.

“i won't let that happen” he breathed out, enwrapping you into his arms.

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