questionable smut attempt?
(Enzo)
“Beg for me.” The sight of her in that tiny black dress that hugs her in all the best places makes my mouth water, I can hardly contain myself.
I need to feel her.
Touch her.
Taste her.
I just want to push her against the wall and lose control…
“Take it off. Be a good girl for me.” She bites her lower lip, fuck! I cannot stand it when she does that. She slowly starts to unzip the dress, letting it fall to her ankles slowly as she steps out of it.
I cant get my pants off fast enough driven by hunger, hunger for her.
(Zia)
I’m so fucking wet for him, so ready to pounce at any moment. I take in every detail of his figure as he takes in the sight of my curves.
As soon as I’m done undressing, I don’t wait for him to even unzip his pants before I put my lips on his moaning softly, our tongues dancing around each other.
(Enzo)
I rush to get my pants undone and off while she sprinkles me with kisses after a lot of tugging and struggling, I manage to get my pants off tossing them aside, quickly without wasting a second hearing them hit the hard wood floor, I push her against the wall sucking on her nipple her moans filling my head as I struggle to hold back.
She unbuttons my shirt in a rush quickly tossing it out of the way as I grab the bottle of lube slathering a generous amount on my cock pulling her hips forward lining it to her pussy pressing against her tight opening.
I tease her by running my erection along her wet folds preparing to stretch her open. I start to stimulate her clit, listening to her soft moans. I place a trail of kisses down her neck and torso until I stop at her hips, slipping my cock inside. She lets out a breathless gasp moaning with each thrust that sends waves of pleasure.
(Zia)
"F-fuck....Enzo...fuck..." I let out a low whimper arching my back each thrust a catalyst of pleasure. My nails digging into his back pulling him closer biting back another moan. One hand tangled in your deep chestnut locks, the other exploring the uncharted territory as the speed and depth increase, I bite down on your lip, our lips overwhelmed with passion.
You push me onto the creaky, wooden chair holding me against it our hips colliding over and over again, each time with greater strength fire burning through our blood.
(Enzo)
I caress every inch of her flesh as she whimpers and squirms her walls tightening around me
