#bitemescftly

@bitemescftly ; "i bet you look even better with your clothes off."

he'd never seen anyone that drunk and off their face, and for a moment he was going to ignore the entire situation as he stood outside of the bar, cigarette in hand. that was until some shady looking figure had manoevred their way over, and didn't seem like they were going to leave them alone. "hey!" he called over, frowning slowly as he tossed the cigarette bud over to the side. "they said no, fuck off." he frowned, then kneeling down in front of the other. "you good? need some help getting home?"

nostrils flare for only a moment as he moves closer to her, the gap between them in her apartment was much to cavernous to hold the lust he felt in this moment. the front of his jeans tightened as he looked down at anna, his voice gruff as he finally opens his mouth. “ you know you want to fuck me again. i saw it in your eyes the moment you opened the door and saw me standing there. now be a good girl strip for me. so i can fuck you and give you what we both want, “ bryan all but demanded, his voice firm and solid as every muscle that lined his larger body. 

It was peak rush hour waiting at the crowded terminal waiting for the morning train into the city. He was feeling tired and unfulfilled and his day hadn’t even started yet. An alluringly sweet scent creeps into his nose as he picks up the scent of a perfume. Crystal blue orbs scan around him until he spots the only woman in the vicinity that this aroma must be coming from. Instinct has taught him to check if she’s claimed in anyway but he can’t see any trace of a bracelet or collar. Hungry eyes scan the stranger as she waits for the train and Cole can’t help but notice he’s not the only one doing the same. He’s able to position himself closer behind the girl before the train pulls in and the giant scramble to enter occurs. There’s a sea of bodies cramming into the train and Cole finds himself pressed directly against this mystery brunette. He can feel the brush of her ass against the front of his crotch as the train starts to move and there’s little he can do. The smell of her perfume hits him stronger as he feels his heart start to beat faster as the feel of her ass is enough to make his cock twitch in his pants. He’s too far gone to respond to logic so he simply allows his desires to control his actions. A couple stolen touches couldn’t hurt. Who would ever know? Eager hands begin to reach around her body, tracing up her clothes before he had both of tits in his hands, still touching her over her outfit. “Shhhh. I’d hate to bring attention to this. If these other pervs find out what's going on, it’s open season. Just be a good little toy during our ride into the city.” The hands the are cupping her chest begin to become more active, groping and pawing at her soft tits while he grinds his semi erect cock against her ass. He tucks his face against her elegant neckline, taking in a deep inhale of her scent before his tongue drags across her skin. Cole drags his teeth along her soft skin before slowly sinking himself into her flesh - not quite enough to break the skin but enough to keep her marked. His right hand gets greedy and begins to work its way underneath her top so he can feel her naked breast against his eager fingers.

nicola knew what she needed when she was feeling stressed at work: a snack and an orgasm. thankfully, so did her personal assistant, sometimes even realizing her boss needed a break before she did. it was how nicola found herself sliding into a booth at one of her favorite cafés while anna put in her order. "did you order anything for yourself?" nicola asked on anna's return. she made no secret of how she was relaxing back in the corner of the booth to undo the zipper of her slacks—knowing she'd hardly have to instruct her assistant to slip down onto her knees and start sucking her cock. nicola was even getting a bit hard already just from anticipation, the thick shaft a generous bulge in her slacks. "or have you got your own snack situation already sorted?" she arched her brow, teasing.

Shawn took a sip of his whiskey while a hand stayed on Anna’s waist, keeping her still on his lap. His wife had gone to bed thirty minutes before after taking a sleeping tablet because she couldn’t deal with the fireworks. That meant that he had all the time with his sister-in-law and he was going to make the most of every minute. He’d lost his shirt but still had his pants on while Anna was down to the lingerie she’d had on. She had gone out but had come back and now they were going to have some fun. “Does your sister know what a slut you are?” He asked, leaning forward to bring her in for a bruising kiss, his tongue instantly finding hers. Placing the whiskey back down, both his hands lifted so he could grope at her breasts through her bra, his cock rock hard between her thighs with the only thing separating them being the material of his pants. Without any warning, he pulled her bra down so her tits came out and it gave him the opportunity to run his fingers over her hard nipples. Pulling away from her mouth, he dropped his head to suck on one of her breasts, moaning against it before doing the same with the other.

Large, calloused hands give her breasts a soft squeeze; palms rolling over her flesh as he feels his cock throb inside her. The omega’s grinding against him one the dance floor had been a little too much for the Alpha to handle while not exactly a hundred percent sober, jeans tight and uncomfortable for half the night that they were mingling with the rest of the members of the Chapter they were visiting; he didn’t want to step on any toes but the man in charge had told them to enjoy themselves and damn it if he wasn’t doing just that. He’s chasing after her lips for a half moment as she’s moving back up his length, the taunting pace driving him almost as insane as her grinding motions did earlier. “God fucking damn, Anna.”