1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?
2. You talked to an ex today, correct?
3. Have you taken someones virginity?
4. Is trust a big issue for you?
5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?
6. What are you excited for?
7. What happened tonight?
8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?
9. Is confidence cute?
10. What is the last beverage you had?
11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?
12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?
13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?
14. What are you going to spend money on next?
15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?
16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?
17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?
18. The last time you felt broken?
19. Have you had sex today?
20. Are you starting to realize anything?
21. Are you in a good mood?
22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?
23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?
24. What do you want right this second?
25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?
26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?
27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?
28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?
29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now?
30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?
31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?
32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?
33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?
34. Listening to?
35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?
36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?
37. Do you believe in love at first sight?
38. Who did you last call?
39. Who was the last person you danced with?
40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?
41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?
42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?
43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?
44. Do you tan in the nude?
45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?
46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?
47. Who was the last person to call you?
48. Do you sing in the shower?
49. Do you dance in the car?
50. Ever used a bow and arrow?
51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?
52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?
53. Is Christmas stressful?
54. Ever eat a pierogi?
55. Favorite type of fruit pie?
56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?
57. Do you believe in ghosts?
58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?
59. Take a vitamin daily?
60. Wear slippers?
61. Wear a bath robe?
62. What do you wear to bed?
63. First concert?
64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?
65. Nike or Adidas?
66. Cheetos Or Fritos?
67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?
68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?
69. Ever take dance lessons?
70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?
71. Can you curl your tongue?
72. Ever won a spelling bee?
73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?
74. What is your favorite book?
75. Do you study better with or without music?
76. Regularly burn incense?
77. Ever been in love?
78. Who would you like to see in concert?
79. What was the last concert you saw?
80. Hot tea or cold tea?
81. Tea or coffee?
82. Favorite type of cookie?
83. Can you swim well?
84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?
85. Are you patient?
86. DJ or band, at a wedding?
87. Ever won a contest?
88. Ever have plastic surgery?
89. Which are better black or green olives?
90. Opinions on sex before marriage?
91. Best room for a fireplace?
92. Do you want to get married?
“I missed you,” Shawn admitted as he wrapped his arms around my neck and pulling me into him in the privacy of his hotel room.
“I missed you too,” I say, returning his hug by wrapping my arms around his waist and resting my head on his shoulder. “I got you something.”
“I was the one traveling, you’re supposed to be the one getting stuff.”
“I guess we could’ve went together, but I thought you were going home so I was just gonna ship it there overnight.”
“Well.. show it to me,” he says, excitement dancing in his eyes.
I pull a muffin out of my bag, wrapped in the cute little plastic from the baker down the street. “This is a—“
“A red velvet muffin with cream cheese chocolate chips? From Bonnie’s Bakerie?”
“How’d you know?”
“I’ve been obsessed with muffins for years now, you think I can’t tell one when I see it? And I remember you telling me about it when we were on the phone back in May.”
“Ah, I remember that. So, how long are you here for?” I ask.
“Actually,” he says, drawing it out, “I wanted to talk to you about that.”
Oh no. I knew exactly what was coming. He was moving here, he had to be. I mean, Toronto doesn’t exactly have the same music opportunities as LA and New York does. And if I know anything about Shawn, it’s that he’s willing to do anything to accomplish his dreams.
Only problem with this was the way I felt. He’s been my best friend since we were in kindergarten, we’re closer to each other than we are to anybody else. Or at least we were, until he left to go on tour with The Vamps a year ago, and I left for New York. We may have been separated, but it didn’t happen quick enough that I could miss the feelings I’d developed for him.
The way he treated me before he left, spending extra time with me because we wouldn’t be able to see each other for months, maybe longer. The more he spent time with me, made me feel special in a way no other guy I’d gone out with had, made me fall for him a little. Then I thought about every time he’d been there for me since I was little and scared of the daddy long legs on the playground, and I was officially in too deep.
Him leaving was heartbreaking, but I knew it was for the best. Our paths from then on were completely separate. He would always be the boy I grew up with, the one who I first fell in love with. Ever since I moved I’ve tried to leave all that behind, but it looks like it’s catching up with me.
“Go ahead,” I say.
“I’m moving here!” he exclaimed.
Past or not, I couldn’t suppress my excitement to have him back.
“That’s great!” I tell him, going in for another hug, one I’d been craving since he pulled away 15 seconds ago.
“Yeah, I’ll have to stay here for now, but my manager says he already has a few places lined up for me to take a look at.”
“You know, instead of staying here you could stay with me.” No, Y/N, what the hell are you doing inviting the only boy you’ve ever loved to stay with you?
His eyes immediately make contact with mine and widen in that way they always do when he gets excited. “Really?”
“Yeah. I mean, my roommate is visiting her family until the second week of January so as long as you have a place within like 3 weeks you’ll be fine staying there. You can have my bed and I’ll take hers.”
“You’re serious?” he asks once again, his hands still at my back, leaning back from hugging me.
Too late to take it back. “Yes! I mean I know you hate staying at hotels, I’m sure even more now after tour. And what kind of best friend would I be if I didn’t offer you a place to stay?”
His adorable smile widens once again, warming me from the inside out. He’s still looking into my eyes, shaking his head a little, as if he can’t believe something. Before I can grasp what’s happening, his hand is on my cheek and my lips are on his. And damn, if that hadn’t been what I’d been waiting for for nearly 2 years.
After overcoming the initial shock of him actually making a move on me, I kiss him back, eagerly. His hands grip me tighter, pulling me closer. It only further encloses me in all of him— his crisp woodsy scent, the warmth of the juncture of his neck, where my hand rested, and the feel of his lips on mine, skin making contact.
A moment later we pull away, realizing what just happened. Both of us disconnect from the other, and I can’t say I don’t miss his warmth and the feel of his hand on my back, neck and everywhere else it touched. I can’t look him in the face, I don’t even know if I could look at myself right now. (Italics)What have you done?
Sure, he initiated it, but I continued it, encouraged him even. I mean we haven’t even started to catch up. What if he has a girlfriend? No, he would’ve told me when we occasionally called or Facetimed. He was probably just excited to see me, it means nothing. To him at least.
“Woah,” finally comes out of his mouth. “That was…”
The next words out of his mouth shock me more than anything else could. “I’ve wanted to do that for so long.”
“Wait what?” I force myself to look at him.
It takes him a moment but e eventually speaks. “Y/N, I’ve wanted to do that for a while now. And I’m sorry, if you don’t like me that way. You know I love you as a best friend either way, but I couldn’t take it anymore.”
The timid side of me is flustered, doesn’t know what to say. But regardless, he’s still my best friend, I can tell him anything.
“Let’s just say I didn’t mind it,” I say with a small smile.
Shawn slowly walks closer to me, and I can tell he’s smiling even though my eyes are glued to the ground.
“So you wouldn’t mind if I..?” his hand tangle in my hair as he guides my lips back to his, and it’s everything it was the first time, just shorter.
“How long?” I ask, out of breath.
Luckily he understands my question. “Years,” he says simply. “You?”
“The only reason I didn’t act sooner is because I didn’t want to tie you to me while I was out starting my music career and you were working on school. Going on tour made me realize just how much I need you.”
“It didn’t matter,” I explained, “I already knew how I felt for you. I couldn’t have been with anyone else anyway.”
“That’s exactly how I felt,” he says, relieving me of my worries that he’d found someone. “What about now? We’ll be in the same city, and I don’t think I could take knowing you’re wandering around NYC single.”
I laugh lightly, “We’ll talk about that later,” I say, bringing my lips closer to his.
“This is all I wanna do in the mean time,” he says against my lips. My eyes flutter shut and for who knows how long, I just enjoy him.
Eventually, we’re interrupted by the Jacks. Apparently they have a key to Shawn’s room. “Sorry, forgot to mention.”
Johnson charges in with Gilinsky right behind him. “Come on, lovers(italics),” he announces in a crappy British accent. “No time for cuddles and kisses, we need dinner.”
“How do they even know we’re together?” I ask Shawn.
Johnson speaks up once again, answering me. “There was no way Shawn could talk about a girl like he does you and not be with her, or at least totally in love with her.”
I can feel the heat rising through my neck and cheeks as we all leave the hotel hallways. Shawn places his hand on my waist as we walk, making me feel closer to him than ever.
He’ll always be my best friend, but I can’t be more excited to call him more than that now.
—— A/N: Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Next out is another Shawn one and then a JG one just to add some variety. I’m still mad at him, even though things aren’t as bad as they first seemed. But the people who requested one with him deserve to have their request be honored so that will be out soon. Also, send me some good OGOC/Omaha blogs if y’all know of any, cuz there’s barely any of it in my feed and I follow like every one I find. But yeah, I’ll post again soon. I start work tomorrow so the next one probably won’t be up till Wednesday but it’ll get done!
Based off prompts 2- Don’t forget me when you’re gone, and 30- Why can’t you love me like you love her?
Description: Y/n is Shawn’s best friend, and has been since the first grade, when they’re a year out of high school and Shawn now has a girlfriend, he has an important decision to make between them. He knows his girlfriend, Maya, is nothing but toxic for him, shes practically ruining his good boy physique. When y/n tries to tell him he needs to stop seeing her what will his decision be?
I kind of really want to do a part two to this. Let me know what you think and I will!
I was awoken by someone gently shaking and saying my name repeatedly. My eyes fluttered open to reveal a messy haired and shirtless Shawn.
“Baby..” I mumbled, as I turned around to look at our table side clock. “It’s two in the morning.” I said, turning back around facing him again.
“I know daring..” He soothed as his fingertips traced shapes into my arm. “But I couldn’t sleep since I’m leaving next week.”
A smile crept my lips. “Shawn, we have to enjoy right now. In this moment. Every moment together. We can’t focus on the negative. Remember, this is your dream and I completely support you and the downsides to it. I love you so much, no matter what. ” I said, caressing his cheek.
Shawn said nothing for a few seconds then all at once, I felt his lips brush against mine. The last time we kissed like this was our two year anniversary, sweet and passionate, far from rushed. It was as if everything around us was moving in slow motion.
He pulled away, resting his forehead against mine. “I love you Y/N, you know that?” He said. I smiled, “Of course, I love you too Shawn.”
Our bodies were intertwined and eyes closed, attempting to fall asleep once more.
Ten minutes or so passed by until Shawn spoke. “Baby, I can’t sleep now. Can we go out for a ride?” I pursed my lips, debating if I should miss work tomorrow. Oh fuck it. “Let’s go.“ I approved.
Shawn’s jeep strong, cold air conditioning caused goosebumps to plague down my entire body. His warm hand touched the skin on my thigh, making me feel slightly better. The radio played softly as we drove to our spot. A comfortable silence engulfed us.
His jeep came to a stop, we’ve made it. We reclined our seats back, looking at the pure sky, drowning us in stars and the white full moon. My body turned to face Shawn. “I’m not gonna lie. I’m going to miss you like crazy baby.” I said, as Shawn’s eyes met mine. “And I noticed that we haven’t fucked in a while..” I hinted. His eyes widened knowing what’s going to happen next.
I put my seat into it’s original position and climbed to the back seat. He caught onto my drift and did as I did. “I’m taking control this time baby.” I stated as I straddled him. He nodded quickly. “Lay back baby boy. Let me do all the work.” I insisted.
His hands explored my bare back under my shirt. I quickly pinned his hands on the sides of him so he couldn’t touch me and trailed sloppy kisses down his jawline. He moaned in response. His head looked up, giving me more access. I got him where I wanted him. He was weak for me.
“Oh my god, Baby.” Shawn groaned as my hips started rolling on his. “Tell me you want it,” I teased. “Tell me you want me,” I demanded. His hooded eyes glazed at me, “Please Y/N,” He blurted. I loved seeing him like this, frustrated.
Shawn bucked his hips forward hoping for more contact then we already were having, but I refused.
My hands cupped his soft face and tugged at his hair as I kissed him. I finally let him touch me. His strong arms wrapped around me, yanking my shirt off revealing that I wore no bra. His smile seemed to glow in the dark. His long fingers dipped into my velvet shorts and pulled them off along with my panties. My hands found the hem of his shirt and ripped it from his incredible body.
“Has my baby boy been good for me?” I whispered,my lips against his ear surely sending shivers down his back. He nodded his head softly, mumbling a short yes. “I can feel how I affect you,” I added referring to his prominent boner through his basketball shorts. Just to mess with him, my delicate hand found it and slowly palmed him. “Ahh, Fuck Princess,” He moaned.
We were both now completely naked. His hands gripped on my sides, awaiting for me to lower myself onto him. I fulfilled his wish and proceeded. I whimpered as his cock fulled me up, he smirked. I started riding him, my hands held onto his shoulders and my lips met his once again.
Our movements made his jeep shake.
He pulled away from my lips, taking my bottom lip with him biting it. “You look so god damn hot on my cock baby,” He stuttered trying to be dominant. Not this time Shawny Boy. “No Shawn, I’m in control this time, I’m the one making you feel this way,” I stammered, quickening my pace. He groaned at my sense of control. My nails dug into the skin of his back from all the pleasure he was providing me.
Beads of sweat dripped down our foreheads. His teeth bit down on his bottom lip, trying to stop his groans from slipping out. “Tell me how I’m making you feel baby, I wanna hear you,” I insisted. “You made me feel so fucking good Y/N. I love you so fucking much,” He replied, almost out of breath to even speak.
My legs were about to give out. Shawn knew I was getting tired but he still wanted us to go into pure ecstasy. He started thrusting up into me, taking charge for the last few moments. “Fuck baby boy, I’m about to come,” I whimpered. “Me too Princess,” He wheezed.
Then we finally reached our high. We interlocked our lips, capturing this moment to remember forever. I pulled away out of breath, my head resting on his shoulder. “I love you Shawn,” I stated. “I love you too Y/N,” He replied.
“Yeah! It was really good to see you. We should get together sometime. You look good, Y/N.”
“Thank you, Jace. So do you and you’re right, we should get together and do something. Maybe make it a double date. You and Alanna and me and Derek? Bowling maybe?”
“Bowling would be great. Is your number the same? I don’t know if you changed it after we broke up.”
I felt kind of bad that he thought I changed my number. Even though he’s my ex, I don’t hate him.
“No, it’s still the same. I better go, but text me with when we should all get together.” I go to hug him goodbye, but before I could raise my arms high enough to hug him, I feel a tight grip on my arm and hear a low, harsh whisper in my ear.
“Get your ass in the car. NOW.”
I turn slightly to my right and see Derek glaring at me while trying to control his breathing. I can tell he’s trying extremely hard to not go off on me or Jace in the Starbucks we were in. Before I could get another word out or even attempt some kind of gesture, I’m pulled out of the coffee shop and placed in the front seat of the car. The short 5 minute ride home felt like 500 hours. The tension was so thick that it could be cut with a knife.
We got back home and before I could even say anything to him, I heard the bedroom door slam. I decided to sit at one end of the kitchen table and let him cool off before I talk to him. It’s been about an hour and I’m scrolling through my Twitter mentions when I see Derek sit at the other end of the table. I can feel him during a hole through my face, so I decide to put my phone down and wait for him to explode.
“Why aren’t you looking at me?” He questioned. I averted my eyes to meet his, and just as I expected, they weren’t pleasant.
“So tell me, what’s going on between you and that piece of shit ex-boyfriend of yours? I suggest you not lie to me. That way this conversation can be over faster.”
“Excuse you? Since you are so entitled and need to be in my business every second of everyday, you’ll be happy to know that absolutely nothing is going on between Jace and I.”
“That’s not what it looked like at the coffee shop. Looked you were ready to get down on your knees and suck his dick in front of the fucking barista.”
“Well Derek, to be completely honest, I don’t give a flying shit what it looked liked. It wasn’t anything,” I shot back at him.
“You know Y/N, I don’t care for your tone right now. There’s no need to get defensive. If you’re cheating on me, which I figure you are, there’s no need to keep lying to me and yourself. Just tell me now,” he said as a matter of factly.
“ I don’t give a hot, wet monkey’s ass what you care for, Derek! I AM NOT CHEATING ON YOU!”
“So you’re really going to sit there and pretend that you’re not fucking him?!” Derek yelled at me across the table.
“YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU SAW! YOU ARE MAKING HUGE FUCKING ACCUSATIONS ABOUT WHAT YOU WANTED TO SEE! What, is it to make you feel less guilty? Trying not to be the only bad guy? Huh? Is that it, Derek? Let’s not forget about the skeletons that ACTUALLY live in your closet. And I believe that closet was in Houston?”
“So we’re back to that?”
“I’m just stating facts, baby.” My phone dinged and I opened the Twitter notification. I put one ear bud in and watched the video. I snickered and closed out of the app. I leaned forward and put my arms on the table while crossing my fingers.
“We done here, Mr. Luh?”
With that, he was on my side of the table, with a hand on my throat, all while slamming me against a wall.
“First you cheat on me, then you decide to be an ornery little bitch? Tell me, all those times you said you were going out to the club, you were just going to fuck him,” he said looking me in the eyes.
“Aw, baby. I had to get a good fucking from somewhere because it sure as hell wasn’t coming from you,” I challenged, not backing down from him.
Instead of saying anything else, he let go of my throat and roughly pulled my shirt over my head. I slapped him and pushed him off of me.
“You do NOT get to call me a cheater and then think you’re going to fuck me,” I yelled at him while I walked up the stairs. I heard fast footprints and I knew he was running after me. I ran the rest of the way up the stairs, but before I could close the door, I was thrown on the bed and the rest of my clothes were taken off.
“You really think you can deny me, Baby? All I did was tear your clothes off and you’re already fucking wet.”
“All Jace did was look at me and I was ready to cum.”
He tore off his clothes and slammed into me while holding my arms above my head. The whole time he was looking me in the eyes, taking me rougher than he ever did before. I shed a few tears as I came from pain, pleasure and because I knew what happens next. He slammed into me balls deep, emptying every last drop of cum into my sore, but very satisfied pussy.
I laid there for 5 minutes, going over every memory. Every ‘I love you’. Every time my heart skipped a beat because of Derek James Luh. My heart shattered because I knew it didn’t mean anything. Not now.
I finally have the emotional strength to sit up and turn away from him.
“I should have cheated.”
“What?” He questions.
“I know now why you want to believe that I’m cheating on you. It is to not be the only bad guy. That way we would be square, on even playing fields if you will and I would have nothing over you anymore.”
I finally turn and face him, “You don’t trust me when in reality, I shouldn’t trust you. How do you expect to have a healthy relationship like that? It took a while, but there is a God looking out for me because the missing piece in all of this was finally placed in my lap.”
“Y/N, what are you talking about?”
I stood up to get dressed. “Everything you’ve accused me of, turns out that’s you. That’s all you. You really do have some loyal fans and thankfully they are loyal to me too. I saw the video of you at your concert in Cleveland. The one where you grabbed a girl from the front row and dry fucked her face. But let’s not forget after the show, when you signed her ass and then gave it a nice slap. It was a nice ass. I know you thought so too because the way your eyes lit up when you saw it, reminded me of the light that flashed in your eyes when you look at me. I refuse to share that light with anyone else. So now, your conscience is cleared. No need to lie or feel guilty. I realize I deserve better.” I finished putting on my shoes and headed towards the bedroom door.
“Give me a chance to explain, Y/N! Give me that, please,” Derek pleaded.
“I gave you everything. There’s nothing left to give, Derek.” With that, I closed the bedroom door and headed towards my car. I plugged in my AUX chord and chuckled as the words came blaring through my speakers.
First of all let me say You can’t accuse me of all the things you know that you are guilty of And I see that it is easy for you to blame everything on me If that’s the case I should go have my fun and do all the things you say I do Boy I can’t continue to take this from you
As much as you accused me of cheatin’ As much as you accused me of lying As much as you accused me of clubbin’
Description: After his European tour Shawn traveled North America not failing to sell out every show. He was finally coming home, and his parents invited y/n to a welcoming home party. She doesn’t know if she should go or not, but when she makes her decision she wonders if it’ll be any good.
I’ve decided to make this a little series. I don’t know how long I want to make it. It could be only three parts or it could be ten. Hope you enjoyed. (: please send feedback!!
How he knows you're in the mood: ( Magcon boys + Omaha preference )
NASH: you’re very touchy. Normally your not into PDA but if you’re in the mood your hands are always on his or you kiss him more often.
CAMERON: you get very quiet. You don’t speak much and when you do you drag your words out more than normal.
MATTHEW: you stare at him a lot. Sometimes he’ll find it creepy because he’ll look at you at least three times and you’ll still be staring directly at him.
TAYLOR: You are much more dirtier with your words. You become very perverted.
SHAWN: Shawn can never tell when you’re in the mood because he’s that cute little innocent boy so you always have to be straight forward with him.
CARTER: You normally text him wink faces until he gets the hint. It never takes him long.
AARON: You become nervous. You’ll act nervous around him.
HAYES: you’re more giggly. Everything is way more funny.
JACK G: You become a major tease. Either you’d pull your shirt down some, giving more of a view to your breast, or you’d give Jack a perfect view of your ass.
JACK J: You play with his hair. You always had a thing for his hair when you were in the mood, you never knew why but when you were in the mood your hands always found their way to his hands.
SAMMY: you’d just simple call him Daddy. Unless he was in front of a lot of people you’d just bite your lip constantly.
NATE: he’d never get the chance to know because you’d be in a hurry to get some action, you’d always find a way whether it was fragging him to the airport bathroom or making Jim stop what ever he was doing and find the most abandoned area at the moment.
(I’m gonna make a dirty imagine to the song, Ride by SoMo IMAGINE WHOEVER YOU WANT)
Take off those heels, lay on my bed Whisper dirty secrets while I’m pulling on your hair Poison in our veins, but we don’t even care Candles dripping on your body, baby this ain’t truth or dare
Our lips was moving togheter in sync and our tongues was slowly fighting for dominance. His won and he smiled into the kiss. Our clothes falling of piece by piece. We changed so that I was on top and I slowly started to kiss on his chest slowly going down to his stomach and then down to his boxer line. I shot him a look and smirked.
“Fuck” His sexy raspy voice was making me wetter. I slowly took of his boxers and his ’manhood’ slapped up against his stomach and I looked at him through my eyelashes. First I started to give him a handjob and then I slowly started to lick on his tip, then I slowly started to take all of him into my mouth. He was a moaning mess under my touch and I slowly took all of him into my mouth and bobbed my head.
’‘I’m close“ He moaned out and I stopped, he looked up at me with a smirk.”Now it’s your turn“
Everybody wonders where we’ve run off to My body on your body, baby sticking like some glue Naughty, let’s get naughty, girl it’s only one or two The fever’s fucking running, feel the heat between us two.tb
He turned me around and a smirk keep playing on his lips.
”Let’s make you feel like you’re on cloud nine“ He kissed me lightly down to my still covered breasts, he used one hand to unclasp my bra.
”Someone has been training“ I smirked at him and he looked up at me with a smirk.
”Well you told me that you find a guy who can open a bra with one hand is very sexy“ He smiled up to me and I blushed as he used his teeth to take of my bra.
”That’s hot“ I moaned out as he started playing with my right nipple and his hand playing with the other one. ”I need you now“
I’m gon’ ride, I’m gon’ ride I’m gon’ ride, I’m, I’m gon’ ride on you baby On you lady, all night, all, all night! I’m gon’ take care of your body, I’ll be gentle, don’t you scream It’s getting hotter, make it softer, Feel your chest on top of me.
He slowly started to go down on me and he threw away my thong. Then he started to slowly lick on my clit and I moaned as I arched my back from the bed. He inserted two fingers and somehow he got his tongue into me.
”Shit, I’m close“ I tried to say but it came out like a whisper. He stopped and smirked, he’s giving back at me. I flipped us over and looked at him with a smirk on my lips. I took his shaft and teased both me and him by just taking his tip on my clit and moved.
”Just fuck me already“ He moaned out and his head rolled back.
I’m gon’ ride, I’m gon’ ride I’m gon’ ride, I’m, I’m gon’ ride on you baby On you lady, all night, all night! I’m gon’ make you feel that loving, Getting weak all in your knees. Kiss your body from the tip-top, All the way down to your feet.
I slowly put his tip by my entrance and slowly let me adjust to his size. Then I slowly started to bounce on him. His head laid down on the bed and he meet my hips halfway. I moaned as he slowly sat up and played with my breasts and he slowly moaned against my nipple making me more hornier than I was.
Oh, oh, oh, and we can go slow, slow, Yeah we can go slow, oh, oh, oh Lay on your back, you like it right there Don’t have to say it twice Love, there’s nothing here to fear Taking it back, back to where it’s clear Rolling on and on, sounds of love are in the air!
He flipped us over and started thrusting into me, painfully slow.
”Shit“ I moaned out as he slowly got faster. ”Faster“
He smirked and thrusted faster, he was going deep into me and hitting my g-spot with every thrust. He licked his thumb and started rubbing my clit.
”I-I’m c-close’’ I moaned out and felt him twitch, he was close to. “Faster’'
I’m gon’ ride, I’m gon’ ride I’m gon’ ride, I’m, I’m gon’ ride on you baby On you lady, all night, all, all night! I’m gon’ take care of your body, I’ll be gentle, don’t you scream It’s getting hotter, make it softer, Feel your chest on top of me. I’m gon’ ride, I’m gon’ ride I’m gon’ ride, I’m, I’m gon’ ride on you baby On you lady, all night, all night! I’m gon’ make you feel that loving, Getting weak all in your knees. Kiss your body from the tip-top, All the way down to your feet!
He thrusted even faster and I was still a moaning mess under him. Seconds after he hit my g-spot again I came on him and moaned. He came to and I could feel his warmth inside me. He rode out our highs and then collapsed on the bed beside me. He pulled me closer to him and kissed my temple.
”Ready for round two?“ I smirked to him and walked to the bathroom, I could hear his laugh and then his footsteps coming to the bathroom.