split || dreamwastaken x reader

02 | BRAT

It was as if Nick knew what Clay and I were up to. Every time I show up to their place Nick vanishes for hours. I never question him I just let it happen. Maybe Clay and Nick have an unspoken rule about me. I guess I'd never really know.

My eyes glance down at Clay's naked body as he keeps distance between us. He wants to show off what he is working with. Typical behavior. Always so damn cocky.

"Haven't you heard staring isn't nice?" Clay speaks low as he slides my shirt up my body. His hands roam wild on my skin. All my body craves is his fingers between my thighs again.

I raise my hips toward him as invitation to touch me in places I want. He chuckles as he ignores my needs. Fucking bastard.

"Begging isn't nice either." A moan falls from my lips as his fingers glide down through my slick again. Quick boy.

"Shut up." I groan out as I lift my hips into his touch, needing it harder, quicker.

The moment the words leave my mouth his hands stop. He pulls back faster than a fangirl thinking they've figured him out.

I whimper, "Clay," with a pout forming on my lips.

"If you stopped being a bad girl, you'd get what you want." Clay slaps his hand to the inside of my thigh. The snapping sound of his hand colliding against my skin has me gasping for air.

My entire body clenches. Every part of me tightening. I try to look at Clay to relax, and I do, the moment his lips quirk into a smirk. My body soothes as his hand drifts back between my legs.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" Clay provokes me. I nod my head, obeying his every word.

"Good. Then you shall be rewarded queen." I almost laugh at the pet name. But stop as his face drifts down my body leaving kisses along the way.

I want to spread open but I can't help but feel the nerves tie in my stomach pulling my legs together. The actions of my legs don't stop Clay. He digs his hands between my legs, prying them open as his tongue pokes out to swipe against my clit.

I let out a instantaneous moan. Clay chuckles at the instant gratification I show. Still a cocky mother fucker.

His breath warms my skin as he teases with light swipes of his tongue. Each touch sending tidal waves of needed pleasure throughout my body. My moans hold steady as he plants kisses around my thighs before indulging back in for a taste.

"May I?" Clay asks as he teases a finger at my entrance.

I nod, not even being able to form a word in my hazy mind. I forget how much I lose myself with this man.

Clay slowly slides a finger inside me making sure to be gentle. It's been awhile. He doesn't want me in pain. He can be a gentleman, sometimes.

Clay watches my face as he moves his finger around inside of me. I clench my face at first, relaxing after a few pumps of his finger.

I prop myself up to watch this man bury his face between my thighs as he slides another finger inside. An instant moan falling from my mouth. I can't hold back how good he feels, always.

I guide my hand down to his head, wrapping my fingers up in his hair. I give a little tug when he picks up his pace for more pleasure. I press his face harder into me as I lift my hips up into him.

As much as I want this sex to last all night, climaxing now seems like an even better idea. I have longed for this for months. I need to cum for this man, right here, right now.

Clay curls his fingers inside of me, making every right move with his fingers and his tongue. In just a blink of an eye I'm shaking, begging him not to stop.