Phone sex - (Part two)

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Song: Drake - Practice (I can't describe how perfectly this song fits.)

The bedroom door slammed shut and he tore at your clothing, grunting as you ground your hips against his. If eager could be a definition for an individual person, you'd be it. You ran your hands through his long locks, kissing his exposed neck. He threw you onto the bed, letting you drip as you watched him strip in front of your lust sparkling (Y/E/C) eyes. You softly moaned, his chiseled chest had a tiny streak of light across it from the moonlight peeking through the blood red curtain. His body was made like a God's. You gulped, watching him tantalizingly strip. Each of item of clothing, by clothing. Soft slips, soft drops of his clothes, even though he was going to fuck you, hard. He wanted you ready without even laying a finger on, or in you.

His rough fingers hooked in the band of his boxers, biting his lip as he watched your gazing eyes. He slid them down, leaving them at his ankles and giving them a swift kick to a random part of your dark room. He was so beautiful to you. And yes, beauty comes in all genders and races. He crawled his way over to you, pressing his thumbs to the side of your face as he held you in a rough kiss grinding his naked, sweat dripping skin against yours. You moaned against his lips making him respond in a grunt. You loved being submissive, but being dominant was a joy of yours as well.

You flipped him over, resting your body against him as you ground your sex over his. His hands gripped your hips, guiding you with a shiver of pleasure. He watched as you angled his member to your core, all by yourself. His mouth formed an 'O' as you slid onto him, throwing your head back and bouncing. His hands switched to your ass, grabbing it as if he was holding onto it for dear life. Another deep unearthly growl like grunt slipped through his clenched jaw as you started riding him.

"You like this, baby?" You snickered, bending over, pressing your breasts to his chest, licking his earlobe.

"If you don't s-stop I'm gonna fuck you breathless." He moaned again, gripping your ass tighter and eagerly trying to make you ride him faster. You viciously slowed down, making him angrily growl and flip you both over again, letting him fuck you now. He slid deeper, pulling out, and pounding back in. His technique sent you into a trance, craving him more than before. You held him closer, moaning in his ear and he loved every whimper.

"You like this, baby?" He mimicked, slowing down and pulling out, leaving only his head in and harshly slamming back into you.

"F-Fuck yes. Fuck me harder, Sam." You loved rough. He smirked, placing on hand on the headboard and one on your bouncing breast. He sped up, making your eyes tear as the bed shook and hit the wall. Thud thud thud. You were sure Dean could hear everything by now. You did not give one fuck.

"Oh my God, oh my God SAMM-MY!" His cock roughly brushed your G-Spot eveytime he'd thrust, sending you over hills of mind blowing pleasurable shocks. You threw your arms around his shoulders, holding on as he sped up even more. His knuckles were white from gripping the headboard. Your breasts pressed tightly against Sammy's toned chest.

"Are you gonna come?" He always seemed to know when you were about to climax. And he was right on, your pit clenched around his still thrusting member and you came. You didn't even get to answer his question, but he knew he answer. Your head bucked back into the pillow and your back arched, pressing your body even closer to his. His hands swooped underneath your lower back, holding you in that position as he came close.

"S-Sammy please." You pleaded him to shoot his load into your leaking center. His dark eyes dominated your tiny, pleading ones. His chest puffed in and out heavily and erratically with deep breaths mixed with groans. He wouldn't last long.

His body contracted and twitched as he gave you exactly what you pleaded him. His head fell flat against your heavy breathing chest and he panted. You held his head, playing with his hair. You pulled the covers over both of you and Sammy rolled over to the left side of you, cuddling you in his big arms. You traced his few scars, kissing them as you went along. These all made him so much more appealing too you. They were proof he'd been through shit, but made it.

"Boring business trips make up with amazing sex." Sam chuckled, making you laugh as well. He was right.

Hellur, I've been soooo busy, omegerd. But, somewhere in between those busy days I was able to get my nose pierced! I got my right side, and if anyone is curious or has questions for themselves about it, comment or message me. I'll help with what I can. Thanks for reading! And thanks for all the reads! Never thought I'd get more than 1K and now I have 106K! I appreciate everything. I love writing stuff for all you beautiful individuals.

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