✞𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐲𝐞✞

You laid on your bed bored, playing with the bracelet around your wrist as you looked up at the ceiling thinking about your weekly schedule. You rolled your eyes as you remembered the dinner with your boss and coworkers on Wednesday. Wednesday was the worst day of the week, in the middle. Not enough close to Saturday yet too close to Monday. You heated it. Your eyes scanned the room as you snapped back to reality and sat up. It was Sunday and around two in the afternoon. A question mark appeared on your mind as you wondered the tall, weed addicted, funny guy you shared the apartment with had gotten to. You remembered him waking up this morning and making you breakfast then you stayed in bed for as long as possible, falling asleep only to be woken up by the constructors next door who were building a kitchen in the house next to yours. He then got out of bed to smoke and you grabbed yourself something to eat for lunch seeing him talking on the phone and that was the last time you had seen him. You knew he was probably somewhere around but you had been too lazy to move from the comfort of your cozy bed. You finally managed to step outside the warm blankets and stand on your feet. The long sleeved grey and purple shirt fell to your mid thigh as you started walking. No sounds heard throughout the whole place until you arrived in the living room. There he was. Sitting on the couch scrolling through his phone, a cigarette behind his ear, a small smile on his lips as he chuckled every now and then. You knew he was probably on his way out to smoke since he was holding his pink lighter in his hands, playing with it but probably got stuck on his phone. You leant against the doorway as you stared at him in hope he’d notice. You rolled your eyes again when he didn’t acknowledge your presence.

“Ugh men... You sleep with them once and they stop acknowledging your existence.” You suppressed a laugh as you slowly approached him. The natural brunette looked up at you from his phone, confusion spread over his face until he realized you were joking. He locked his phone and put it down on the table and watched you walking closer cautiously. His eyes lingering on your naked thighs and his shirt. He remembered you stealing it from his drawer think he wouldn’t notice. He didn’t mind honestly, he wasn’t particularly attached to his clothes but even if he were he’d still share them with you. You stopped a feet away from him, arms crossed over your chest and a fake pout on your face. He tilted his head back curios to know what was wrong.

“You left me alone two hours ago. Thought you’d come back...” you pouted and he smiled up at you, amused by your fake annoyance and upset. He pressed his lips together before trying to stand up only to be pushed back down and you were lucky he had lost his balance because there was no way you’d actually be able to push his 6 feet 4 self down. A smirk displayed across his face as you straddled his lap, he was liking it so far. “I’m sorry, Colson called me to talk about something important and I lost track of time.” He explained, his hands resting on your upper thighs as he gently caressed the exposed flesh. You could feel the hair on your skin standing up as he softly stroked your legs. Your arms wrapped loosely around his shoulders.

“Mmh... Is this what you tell your other girls to leave them after fucking them?” You tried to hide the smirk which threatened to appear on your face. He licked his lips before pushing a strand of your hair back as he stared at your face, his eyes alternating from your eyes to your lips.

“Mmh no, I kinda have a girlfriend so I usually invite them over when she’s not here. But don’t tell her I told you.” He smirked as his hands made their on your hips under the long shirt. They were a bit cold which caused your body to shiver as you pushed yourself closer and leaned in. You playfully rolled your eyes at him as he looked up at you.

“Very funny. I suppose that’s how you get with girls, uh? By being funny and extremely tall?” You brushed your hand through his short hair and stared into his eyes, before getting distracted by his tongue swiping across his lips spread in a small smirk. Since you had first begun dating or even before when you met each other through one of your mutual friends, there was this incredible and unspeakable sexual tension between you two. All it took was a glance, a smile, a lip bite, a sigh. You were insanely attracted to each other no matter what.

“No, I just let them sit on my face. Should try some time, they love it.” He winked at you before you slapped his shoulder in disbelief. Your face turned in a bright shade of red as you took in his words. What you loved yet hated sometimes the most about him was his honesty and straightforwardness. He knew what he wanted and he always told you. He wasn’t scared or embarrassed or anxious. Or maybe he was. Either way he was so direct it was impossible to hide from his look when he stared at you after whispering the dirtiest things in your ear while eating dinner with fucking Kid Cudi and Timothee Chalamet. You were so embarrassed they thought you were choking on your food at some point.

“Oh so you even go down on other girls? Oh that’s nice to know your girlfriend isn’t getting any special treatment.” You giggled and pulled the roots of his hair as you moved around his lap to prevent your legs from going numb. His fingers brushing against your warm and naked skin. He titled his head back, taking a few seconds to think about his next answer.

“I think she did appreciate sixtyning in her childhood room while her parents sang happy birthday to her little brother down the hall, didn’t she?” Your mouth was wide open. No matter how long you had been knowing him. No matter how direct or straightforward or honest or blunt you knew he was. No matter how hard you hid your embarrassment, he always managed to leave you speechless. The memories of a few months prior surfaced. Whenever you thought you weren’t lucky you reminded yourself of the time you didn’t get caught by your parents in their own house with your boyfriend. You genuinely didn’t know how they didn’t find out since you definitely weren’t able to be quiet. Well he could, you couldn’t. But in your defense it was very hard to keep it quiet and nice when he had his face hidden in your wet folds and ate you out as if he had been starving for the past day or even week.

“Mmh... Yea, I think she told me she appreciated it a lot...” before he could add anything else you fully leaned in and connected your lips. You felt his hands giving your hips a good squeeze, which made you grind against him and get closer. Your hands were lost in his short hair as you pull it every now and then gaining soft grunts as his tongue swiped across your bottom lip, not before sucking on it for a good second. You felt your head spinning as butterflies spread across your stomach. Your chest was pressed against his as you began to roll your hips against his. The kiss got deeper and his fingers grazed over your naked back.

“You’re always so needy...” he chuckled as you pulled away for a second, your hips never stopping as you completely let go of yourself. Your cheeks were still red and you had trapped your bottom lip between your teeth, your hands resting on his shoulders. He smirked at you, staring at you and your half naked body. He wondered how he got so lucky to meet you. It felt as if your souls had been created for each other. You had your contrasting opinions and beliefs. However nobody got him like you did and nobody loved you like he did. He licked his lips wet as he enjoyed your little show. You both were very much aware of the fact that you turned into clay in his hands every time he touched you. He liked to give you the control, he didn’t mind at all but most times he found you writhing and begging under him.

“So sorry you have a girlfriend who wants you to take her on every surface of this apartment and also your dressing room...” you pretended to be annoyed but he knew you weren’t at all. He knew it was just a matter of time before you began to beg but he wanted you to say it out loud. He wanted those three magic words to come out of your mouth and he knew you were going to crack soon. You leaned in to peck his lips and one of his hands snuck up to your neck, wrapping it around the soft skin to gently yet firmly pull you away. You looked down at him, your eyes hiding a hint of challenge, you loved teasing him way too much. But he always had his way with you.

“Since you feel like being such a brat why don’t you show me how good you can ride me, uh? Or you can’t even get yourself off on my dick?” He smirked as you sucked in a breath. You clenched around nothing when those words came out of his plump and swollen lips. The thought of you riding him made your guts twist and head go crazy. You nodded and he pulled you closer by your neck to kiss you once again. Things escalated quickly, your hand slowly falling from his shoulder to his chest and then stomach. He smiled through the kiss as you took control over the situation. He found seeing you in control very amusing. Your fingers gently grazed over the waistband of his shorts as you teased him for a hot second before slipping inside, your lips still exchanging wet and hot kisses when you found his semi-hard cock and he hissed once your cold fingers came in contact with it.

“Oh shit...” he grunted out once you gently wrapped your hand around him and began to slowly stroke it. The aching between your legs only getting worse once you interrupted the kiss to take a good look at him and see his teeth sucking on his bottom lip and his eyes staring deeply and lustfully into yours. You felt so weak whenever he looked at you, especially when he looked at you like that. You gulped as you sped up your movements, he smirked and laid back. One of his hand laying mindlessly on your hipbone while the other arm laid on the couch. Your eyes fell to where your hand had slipped in before going back to him, silently asking for his consent to pull his shorts down. He nodded waiting for your next move. You sat a bit back on his legs to pull his bottoms down.

“And you think I can ride that without any slight discomfort?” You joked as his cock slipped out of his shorts. He cocked an eyebrow as his fingers grabbed your chin to pull you closer. “When did I ever go easy on you?” He mumbled out before pecking your lips and laying back again. You took in a dee breath before spitting on your hand to lube him up and he hissed again once he felt your hand slowly stroking him. Obviously you had had sex before but every time it was a bit hard— in every way— at first. He was a good size which sometimes could cause some problems but once you got used to him and learnt a couple of tricks from stopping the pain everything felt amazing. You suddenly slowed down your movements and he silently whined, his head falling back as you giggled. You bit your bottom lip as his other hand fell between your legs, resting on top of your panties. Your hips rutting forward hoping he’d get the hint. He smirked before moving it downwards, his thumb being the only finger he applied on you. He pressed it against your clit, which he found fast enough having known your body for more than six months, while he felt how soaking wet you were through the thin material of your underwear.

“Mmh... Someone’s a lil excited for me, uh?” You swore you’d take off that smug smirk off his face one day. You let go of a sigh when he moved your panties to the side. His index teasing your dripping entrance as you bucked your hips up. He knew he drove you insane. He knew you needed him. He knew you.

“Beg for it now.” He went serious for a second as your hand kept stroking it at the same pace but he wasn’t going to break, at least not before you. You rolled your eyes before rutting your hips forward with no success. He chuckled lowly as he enjoyed how whiny and subby you had suddenly become.

“Cat got your tongue? I said beg for it.” He repeated himself again as you thought about a way to get what you wanted without begging. Pleasure clouded your judgment when he almost slipped his middle finger inside of you. There wasn’t much to reason with when he was teasing you like that. He had you wrapped around his finger.

“Please... Fuck, please.” You squirmed when he painfully slowly attempted to slide his long digital inside of you. He shook his head in disbelief before pulling it out. You whined out loud and stopped your hand.

“C’mere.” He simply stated guiding your hips towards him and you nodded. You sat up, lining him up with your entrance. His eyes staring at you as you breathed loudly. His usual shit eating grin on his lips as you sank down trying not to get hurt. He managed to gain a high moan from you, feeling it completely filling you up. So nicely it felt as if he was made for you.

“C’mon, be a good girl and ride me.” He simply said before placing his hands behind his head and leaving it all up to you. You nodded, your hands back on his shoulders as you began to slowly move. His shirt hid your whole torso but he could spot your hardened nipples through the thin material. As time went by you gained more confidence and pleasure came along so you started to rock your hips against his. His right hand grabbed the cigarette behind his ear and the lighter he had previously dropped by his side. The thick cloud of smoke was soon released by his lips and deprived you of the beautiful view in front of you.

“See? I knew you could take me. You always take me so well...” he smiled at you as the cigarette hung low on his lips. You bit your bottom lip as his hands briefly your hips. The sensation of having him so deep inside of you, touching your weak spots made you squirm and clench which caused a strangled moan to come out of his mouth. He took another drag of the cigarette, enjoying the scene.

“Fuck fuck...” “Yea just like that...” a couple of minutes went by and you found yourself bouncing on his cock, both of you chasing your releases. You uncontrollably moaned and whined while he observed you, he loved seeing you in so much ecstasy and pleasure. Your hair sticked to your neck as a soft lay of sweat appeared on you. Your legs slowly proceeded to grow more and more tired but there was no way you were going to stop.

“Not yet... Can’t even last five minutes...” He joked when he felt you harshly clenching around his length. He felt his cock twitch inside of you once you squeezed your walls around him but stopped himself from ruining all the fun so quickly. The cigarette almost finished in his fingers. He put it back in his mouth and pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear and winked at you before exhaling the smoke and throwing it in the ashtray next to you on the couch. He stopped your movements which made you frown before he began to fuck up into you, his hips snapping against yours as your mouth dropped wide open.

“Jesus Christ...” your head fell on his shoulder as you simply sat there unable to even form a coherent thought or even follow the course of your own thoughts. You moaned once you fell him reach a specific spot inside of you. He smirked to himself before pulling you in for another kiss which soon got sloppy and needy. The skin slapping and whiny moans were the only things audible within the room. “Shit... S-slow down.” You scratched the skin of his shoulders and back as you tried to hold onto something, your forehead pressed against the crook of his neck.

“No, you’re going to take it my way today and any other day of the week.” He mumbled against the skin of your temple as his hips didn’t falter one second and kept up with the pace. You groaned as he edged a bit longer. One of your hands held onto the leather couch since you felt all your insides being rearranged by his deep and constant and harsh thrusts. You bit the skin of his shoulder to muffle your moans for a second and try and gain the control over your body back.

“Fuck... Please let me-“ you were cut off by another moan. He grunted when he felt you clenching again, he was aware neither of you was going to last any longer at this point. “You wanna cum?” He asked you, you weren’t sure if he was kidding you or playing with you or he was genuinely asking you a question. Not being able to form a coherent sentence you simply vigorously nodded. He smirked and kissed your temple before whispering.

“Then go ahead. Cum all over my cock, pretty.”

A soft moan escaped your lips as you reached your climax around him. He watched you spasm on top of him, your legs shaking and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. His shirt hugging your body loosely stopped him from having the breathtaking chance of seeing you naked but you wearing his clothes managed to turn him on. You were still trying to catch your breath when the overstimulation hit you and you tried to take control back since you could see he was growing tired of keeping you down. Your hips met his thrusts. Your eyes found his quickly and you purposefully scratched his chest with your nails just to see him roll his eyes as he felt closer and closer.

“I told you to cum inside me, didn’t I?” You smirked tiredly as he grunted before he hips froze and you felt his hot release hitting your walls as you both finally got your releases. He chuckled lowly at your words.

“Such a fucking tease, aren’t you?” He whispered out of breath, his head fallen backwards as you peppered his neck with soft kisses and smirked as well. You stayed quiet and still for awhile, slowly catching your breath. His hands caressing your back and your lips pressing small kisses on his chest and shoulders.