#valsshi

a couple hours go by, karen had sent you a message that she was caught up in traffic and can’t make it home as quick, and matt was unavailable, busy with a stubborn, angry client. you got up to the table by the window, making yourself a coffee when you heard shifting and grunting behind you, cuffs rattling against the pole of the makeshift bed, then nothing, just quietness.

“look at you, all cozy and happy” dex broke the silence first, grunting, face twisting in pain as he sat up, watching you walk back to the seat you were in earlier, you sit down, not saying anything, just watching him carefully, “so, you ‘matt huh? i went to prison and matt just welcomed you with open arms?” dex said, scoffing. “dex- don’t” you muttered, “don’t what? that’s what happened isn’t it?” he said and you stayed quiet, looking at the mug in your hands, “he touch you?” dex said a few seconds later, “what?” you said in disbelief, “i said did he touch you?” he repeated, “s’none of your business” you mumbled quietly, “like hell it isn’t, you were mine, mine to love, mine to please, you’re still mine” he said, “m’not anyone’s dex, not matt’s and surely not yours” you said, trying to keep your tone steady, but your slightly trembling hands betray you, and he notices, his eyes gliding down your body.

a couple quiet minutes go by, then he breaks the silence “you don’t miss me? y’dont miss the way i touched you? y’dont miss that? the way i fucked you so good you wouldn’t even be able t’speak?” he asked, voice low “beggin’ me to let you come all over my cock? you don’t miss that?” he said in a low tone, and you feel a shiver down your spine at the flashbacks, but you don’t reply, looking away, out of the window, “s’it matt? he fuck you better than me? is that it?” he asked, his tone raging with jealousy, “no, no dex-“ you whispered.

“c’mere” he said, looking at you, “what?” you whispered, “don’t make me repeat myself” he said lowly, watching you slowly stand up, placing the mug on the floor as you walked over to him, standing by the side of the bed, nibbling nervously on your lower lip, he looks up at you, tugging on his wrists, a silent way of him asking me to remove the cuffs, “no dex, i can’t do that” you said, looking at him, “c’mon baby, y’know me, not gonna hurt you” he said quietly, looking up at you.

you sighed softly as you walked over to a nearby table, grabbing the keys and walking back to dex, “m’only gonna uncuff one hand” you said, reaching over to uncuff his right hand, then placing the key on the chair you sat on earlier, and before you could get any farther, his hand reaches out, grabbing your wrist, slowly guiding you onto his lap, “y’don’t miss me? hm?” he said, raising his eyebrows, his hand reaching up to tuck a small strand of hair behind your ear “dex..” you whimpered softly, leaning into his hand

“there she is, that’s my girl” dex said quietly, his hand slipping from your cheek and down to your waist, slowly pulling you and guiding you over his lap, making you straddle him, both your thighs on either sides of his thick, burly legs. your hands immediately slip over his bare chest to balance yourself, accidentally slipping over his stapled wound, making him groan in response “careful baby, slow down, i got you” he said, his hand slipping down to your thighs, rubbing up and down as he slowly leans into the warmth of your neck, licking and kissing down to the top swell of your tits through your tank top you were wearing, kissing and biting, making you let out a soft whine, hands flying up to grip his hair, tugging on the roots of his short, blonde hair, making him growl and groan against your warm skin.

his sneaky hand slips up your sides and to the hem of your top, looking up at you, a silent question to take it off, “yeah, yeah, please dex” you whispered, letting go of his hair so he can slip off your top. he slowly pulled the shirt over your head, with some of your help due to his other hand still being cuffed, then he was met with the breathtaking sight of your tits, still slightly hidden behind the soft lace, and he leans in, kissing them through the fabric, soaking your bra in his saliva, “dex- mmh, dex please” you whimper softly, “yeah i know, i know, fuck- love these fuckin’ tits” he growls against your skin as his hand reaches your back to unclasp the lacy bra, letting it fall between you.

now your hands slowly slip down his abs, and stop at his waistband of his suit, trying to unbuckle the belt, “eager are we?” dex says, a small smirk tugging on the side of his lips, “shut up” you mutter at him when you notice the shit eating grin on his face, “n’you still refuse to admit you miss me” he chuckles softly, lifting his hips up a little to give you more access to unbuckle his belt. you finally manage to unbuckle the belt, slowly slipping off his pants, leaving him in his boxers, then his own hand slides up to the waistband of your pants, with one hand, he skillfully unbuttons the button and zips down the fly, your matching lace panties peaking through the revealed area

“look at that” dex mumbles softly as he watches you get up on your knees over him so he can slide off your pants easily. you tug off the pants and throw them god knows where, then look back at dex, and there he was, staring at you, completely dazed. “dex..” you whispered, and he grunts in response, his tongue peeking out to wet his lower lip, “stop looking at me like that” you mumbled, shy under his heavy, clearly hungry gaze. “like what?” he murmured softly, “like i miss you? like i haven’t been thinking about you ever since i went to jail? like i haven’t fucked my own hand almost every night in that cell just thinking about this sweet pussy, huh?” he spoke, his hand slips down your side and down to the waistband of your panties. you whimper softly at his words, your hands reaching down to slip off your panties, but before you can, his hand stops you, “keep ‘em on, haven’t seen anything this sweet since forever” he said, his thumb slipping down the front of the waistband, sneaking it’s way down to your pussy, soaking wet, “dex..mmh- dex please” you whimper softly, “barely even touched you baby, what’s got you this wet?” he smiles, leaning in and kissing the side of your mouth. his thumb messes around with your sopping hole, making you even wetter, “can’t see her yet but i jus’ know she’s pretty for me, hm?” dex murmurs softly, focused on making you cum for him.

you pant softly, your hands reaching down to grip his wrist, unable to take anymore, “can’t- mmh, nono dex, can’t take ‘nymore, s’too much!! dex-mmh” you cried as you feel his finger pressed against your clit, then rubbing up and down harshly, “i know, there we go, thaaaat’s it baby, there it is” dex murmured. “nngh, gonna- ngh..dex, m’gonna cum, wanna cum dex, please” you sobbed, “go ‘head pretty, c’mon baby soak my fingers, thaaat’s it, suuch a good girl, thats it” he growled softly against your ear, and that was it, your walls tightened around absolutely nothing as you let out a sob, coming over his fingers

“dex- please, please dex, i need you, need you so bad” you whine, hands trailing down his abs and down to his waistband, “y’got me, m’here baby, you got me, not goin’ anywhere” he said as he watched you tug out his hard, heavy leaky cock, the tip dribbling with pre cum. you stare at the sight of his cock, you’d forgotten how big and girthy he was, his cock now heavy and hard in your soft palms. “gonna look at it all day?” dex says, looking up at you, you bit your lower lip nervously, then getting closer and over him so your sweet cunt’s now hovering over him. his free hand reaching down between your legs, pushing your pretty lace panties aside and watching you slowly sink down on him, letting out a moan in response

“mmmh, oh! ohohoh dex!!” you cried, leaning into his neck, your forehead pressed against his shoulder, panting against him as his free hand ran up and down your side while his cock fucked into you stupidly, making your head all dizzy and numb. “that’s it, there we go, y’can take it, can’t you? you’re my big girl, so good f’me” dex murmured, his face turning to face yours that was hidden in his neck, he leans in, kissing your cheek sloppily. your hands move up to his head, fingers threading through his short blonde hair as you tighten your grasp on it, making him groan in response, feeling your walls tighten around his cock at the sound.

you grind against him, your clit all swollen and neglected as his cock rammed up into you, feeling the tip already bruising your cervix. “dex please, please- js wanna, mmh, js wanna cum, please!!” you sobbed, one of your hands slip away from his head and down to give your swollen little nub some attention, when he sees your hands move slipping down into your panties his free hand immediately slips down and wraps his hand around your wrist, leading it out and back to his head, “dex please, js wanna-“ you cried before he interrupted you, “i know baby, i know i got you, s’my job, yeah?” he muttered, grunting as his hand slipped down between you, slipping past your panties, his thumb immediately finding your clit, making you gasp “yeah that’s it, hm? that’s the spot?” he smiled stupidly against your cheek, you nod against his shoulder, “look a’me, c’mon look a’me n’tell me how good it feels” he said, watching you slowly lift up your head, looking him in the eyes

“hm? how d’you feel baby? huh? tell me, talk t’me” dex murmured, looking at you, his eyes quickly peeking a glance down at your bare tits, then back up at you, “feels- mmh..” you whine when you feel his thumb pressing hard on your clit, “feels good dex- feels..feels so good” you gasped, “yeah? that good?” he says before slowly leaning into your tits, kissing around the swell of it before taking a nipple into his mouth, tongue lolling around the nipple, “oh! oh fuck! fuck dex, mmh..m’close dex, m’so close wanna- nnggh, wanna come dex, please!!” you sobbed, the feeling of his thick cock snuggled into your warm cunt, his finger on your clit, rubbing messy circles, and his mouth on your tit, tongue making a mess all over your nipple making you truly overstimulated and overwhelmed in the best way possible.

dex slowly pulled away from your chest, looking up at you, the sight of you breathtaking, head thrown back slightly, moaning and whining over his lap because of how good his cock feels inside of you, your hands tugging on his hair strands to ground yourself at least a bit, “yeah there we go, such a good fuckin’ girl for me, look at you, so fuckin’ pretty like this, wonder if matt’s ever got you like this, huh? he ever make you feel this good? better than me, better than fuckin’ bullseye?” he grins, “no! no nono dex, mmh, no one- mmh, no one’s got me like this, jus’ you, only you dex, only you!” you sobbed, “yeah i know, i know, c’mon pretty girl, c’mon come f’me, come all over my cock” he murmured as he felt your walls tighten around his cock, your fingers tightening on his hair as he growled in response

you come around his thick length with a cry, your body trembling and convulsing over him. he leans in, pressing kisses over your body, over your ribs, licking and biting as he continues to fuck his cock into you, fucking you through your overstimulation, trying to his high, groaning and grunting when he feels your warm wetness all around his cock, he thrusts up into you a couple more times before finally spilling his warm cum into you, painting the inside of your walls. he leans into your shoulder, panting and squeezing your side with his free hand, you look down at him, panting softly, hands threading through his hair strands, “next time i fuck you, you’re taking off this fucking thing” he grunts, his cuffed wrist rattling against the pole of the bed, “mmhm, we’ll see about that” you said, then squeal when you feel a little pinch to your side.

he slowly then lifts his head, looking at you, breathing heavily as he slowly leans into your neck, licking and kissing into the warmth of your neck, dragging his tongue all the way up, capturing your lips into a deep kiss, his hands trailing up from your waist, slipping under your sleep shirt, pulling away from you slightly, slowly slipping your shirt over your head, throwing it away, looking at your completely bare body, "no bra?" he asks quietly, a rhetorical question, then his arms moving to slip off his own shirt, his warm, heavy hand moving to your back, pulling you closer to him "andrew- hey, you're hurt, lemme see-" you mumble softly against his mouth, breath hot and heavy, "no-nah, jus need you" shaking his head no, his hand trailing up to cup the back of your head, fingers threading through your hair, tilting your head back, making you let out a whine, the sound shooting straight down his spine, blood rushing down to his cock as he slips his head down to your throat, kissing and nipping at the skin, trailing down to the supple skin of your tits, kissing down the valley between them, then his right free hand reaches up, cupping your left tit, his thumb softly, almost teasingly rub over your nipple and his mouth focuses on your other tit, kissing, biting and licking over it. "mmh- oh, fuck andy, please andy please" you cry, your hand flying out, grabbing his hair, tugging on it, making him groan in the process, kissing up back to your lips.

his hands then slowly slip down from your tits, hands slowly sliding down your sides, then stopping at your waist, fingers messing around with the waistband as he looks up at you, silently asking if he could take it off "yeah, uh huh- please andy, please" you nodded, begging him for more, "yeah? y'need me this bad sweetheart?" he murmured against your lips, slowly walking you backwards to the bed til the back of your knees hit the edge of the bed, and he guides you down, on your back as he leans over to gently tug off your shorts, along with your favorite black lace panties, thank god he didn't rip them off you thought (he'd've bought you a hundred other pairs anyway).

he pulls off your panties, his filthy mind immediately making him grab your panties and shoving them in the back pocket of his jeans, you don't notice, too hot and bothered to question him about it at the moment, whining and arching your back. "andy please, please andy, please- need you, need you so bad" you whined, "i got you honey, no need t'beg me, m'here" he says, voice low and hungry, slowly pushing your thighs apart, met with the sight of your glistening pussy, all wet and pretty for him, "look a'you, so pretty ain't she, yeah?" he mumbles, slowly leaning down, the broadness of his shoulders forcing you to spread your legs more around him. he kisses your thighs, licking and kissing til he gets to your pussy.

he reaches a hand up, fingers spreading apart your pussy, and he softly blows over your clit, making you shiver and whine, he eventually gives in after a couple seconds of teasing, finally you feel his tongue, hot and heavy over your entrance, making you gasp, hands flying out to grab the bedsheets by your side, gripping it so hard your knuckles whitened, he began licking over and up to your clit, his fingers replacing his hot, scorching tongue, his lips wrap around your clit as his fingers pump into the wetness of your cunt, making you gasp and moan "oh- fuck! god andrew, please! wan' more, please wan-" you couldn't even finish your sentence as you felt another finger being pushed into your overstimulated, drooling pussy, "know what y'want, i know, gonna give it to you-" andrew murmured against your pussy, "woulda given you the fuckin' world if i could, gonna give you all y'need, baby" he mumbled, making you let out a cry, either because of his sweet words or because you didn't want him to stop, either way he kept fucking his thick fingers into you, making your soft walls clench around his fingers, and he speeds up, knowing you were so close, "andrew! mmh- andy m'gonna cum! wanna cum andy! please, wanna..mmh wanna cum!" you cried, "i know, i know c'mon soak my fingers, c'mon, there we go, yeaah s'it" he praised and that was all it took for you to completely soak his hand all the way down to his wrist.

"i got you, there we go, there it is" he praised after giving you a minute to breathe after that breathtaking orgasm, he then sits back up on his knees on the bed, noticing the tears all over your face, and he stills, thinking he did something wrong, "what's wrong? i hurt you? y'okay?" he asked quietly, hand reaching out to wipe away the wetness on your cheeks, "m'okay" you smiled softly as he reached over the night stand to grab your water bottle, holding it to your lips as you drank, "y'sure? i didn't hurt you or anythin' like that?" he asked again, because he'd rather die than accidentally hurt his favorite girl in the world, "no m'okay, just...felt good, really good" you said, almost shyly, he reaches out, a hand holding your head and pulling you in to kiss your temple, "c'mon up- should get cleaned up and get some food, n'then we'll get some sleep, how's that sound?" he asked, already slipping off the bed, your hand in his and you nodded along "sounds good" you said.