Okay I know this isn’t realistic (it’s literally a fanfic) but I wrote it a few months ago and I thought I’d share💛

Gentle | pt. 2

His lips crash into mine; they’re soft and tasting of desperation, almost like he’s been waiting for this moment just as long as I have, if not longer. My fingers find themselves resting on the back of his head, lightly massaging through the strands as I work to decode his kiss. More pressure is added to this kiss and the chair he was sat in makes a sound of relief, so I slowly start laying back as he moves onto the bed; on top of me, to be specific. Given the fact he’s around 6’ tall, the two of us crawl more up to the headboard to provide more room on the bed. I make the painful decision to break the kiss, only lasting long enough for the two of us to pull our shirts over our heads before our lips sprint back to each other. I slip my hands behind my back to unhook my bra, slightly pushing my chest into his as I rush to remove the unnecessary fabric. His big, warm, calloused hands caress my entire body in appreciation, trying to memorize every piece of me.

They start from my lower hip and slowly sweep up to my revealed chest where they halt on my boobs, taking their time to squeeze and fondle, making my nipples hard. A whimper emerges from my occupied lips and my brows furrow in reaction to the unprecedented noise. His hands move back down and fumble with the button on my jeans, and once he successfully unlatches them, I break away once more to slide them off of my legs as he does the same to his own. I finish before him and watch as he strips himself, only to be met with his unconcealed erection. To be honest, seeing his length for the first time scared me. He was a very impressive size and girth at that, filling my body with doubt in regards to him taking my virginity. He moves to hover back over me but I sit up abruptly and place my back on the headboard, “gentle right?” I questioned through timid eyes.

“Do you trust me?” I nodded my head and took a deep breath of acceptance, “good” he replied. Holding the back of my knees, he laid me back down. His fingers slip their way between my wet folds and familiarize themselves while his lips attack my neck, sucking and biting to be sure he marked his territory. My back arches as his fingers are introduced inside of my tight cunt, one at first, then two. Instinctively, my hand reaches between my legs and grabs his wrist; not to stop him, but out of shock. His head rises from my neck and he rests his forehead on mine, locking eyes with me. My mouth stuck agape, my eyes begin to blur and my breathing speeds up, “atta girl, already so wet for me” he encourages “just relax, let me take care of you” he whispers.

His two fingers steadily abuse the roof of my pussy, rubbing back and forth and induce a string of moans from me. My hand releases its uncertain grip on his wrist and instead moves to his back to illustrate every feeling that is floating through my body. His head leaves mine and reappears between my legs, blowing cool air onto my heat before introducing his tongue, making my toes curl. Weaving through my slits, spelling out words I was in too much pleasure to comprehend. He grabs both of my legs and throws them over his shoulder, vigorously eating me out using both his mouth and fingers. To my dismay, he sits up and removes his fingers from inside of me and places them around his engorged cock, “are you ready?” he asked, slowly jerking himself, “yes”. He re-positions himself in between my legs, “look at me okay? Don’t worry about what I’m doing”. I nod my head and he interlocks his left hand with my right, using his free hand to ease his length into my wetness. Almost on queue, I feel a sharp pain shoot up my abdomen, causing me to release a soft moan into the thick air that surrounded us. It’s a different kind of pain. One that I can’t describe.

“Fuck” he groans out, finally fitting his entire length in my cunt. His head drops and he peppers kisses over my chest, slowly grinding his hips into mine in an attempt to stretch out my walls. The only sounds that can be heard throughout the room is a medley of our moans and the sheets ruffling beneath us, “mmh faster” I plead. He bends my left leg, pushes it up to my chest and quickened his pace “ugh you’re so fucking tight” he growls in my ear, I disobey his orders and look down. Seeing his cock coated in my juices, effortlessly slipping in and out of my pussy heightened everything I was already feeling. “Unh uh” he interupts, firmly grabbing my neck and forcing me to look in his eyes “no peeking”. His hand stays there for a few moments before moving back to my leg, pushing it back up to gain better access to my now sensitive cunt with long, hard thrusts. My mouth is still stuck open and my eyes water from the overwhelming sensation. He kisses my jaw and burrows his head back into my neck to drive me fucking insane. While his cock is still inside of me, he adds his fingers at a steady rhythm to complement his passionate strokes. One of my hands find themselves holding the back of his neck as the other makes deep scratches along his muscular back. “Mmh oh god” I huff, it doesn’t take much longer before my body tremors in euphoria from my orgasm taking over my body, another feeling I can’t effectively describe. This relief of built up pleasure was a feeling I was very unfamiliar with and as a reaction my mouth continued to release sounds I didn’t know it could make. He slowly sets my leg back down and kisses my lips, still rocking his hips into mine to aid me through my orgasm as well as reach his. He eases himself off of me, making me feel a sense of emptiness. Both of our bodies are tired and glistening in sweat. “I told you” he said, pulling me into his chest’ “gentle”.