{18+ smut warning}
"He doesn't satisfy like I do Anna, he doesn't touch you like I do and he certainly doesn't know how to fuck you like I do" Reid grips my hips and pulls me foward clashing into his hard chest.
"Nobody fucks you like I do" He then...
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After 2 extremely long years of endless job hunting and numerous rejections I have finally been accepted into my dream job. I've always loved business and marketing, luckily the place where I will eventually work is exactly what I want and isn't too far from my apartment.
Living alone has been boring as fuck. However it does come with its perks like decorating the place how I want and walking around naked most of the time.
I love my apartment but I can tell the walls are thin by my neighbours constantly going at it at 1am.
Blaine and Vickys wedding is around the corner and I am beyond excited for my bestfriend, she deserves the world and I'm happy that Blaine finally decided to propose not too long ago.
Obviously I will be maid of honour that goes without saying but Vicky wants me to invite a date which will be hard considering my dating life hasn't been the best and the only person who I kind of have a relationship with is my good friend James.
James and I have been fuck buddies for a couple of months now, when he needs to release some built up frustration I'm always here for him and it's the same for me too. I don't have any feelings for James but he is a good fuck he's also 29 which means he has a ton of experience and i've always been interested in older guys anyway.
James is tall and quite handsome which is perfect for a fuck buddy.
I was now getting ready for my new job, coating my face in makeup and slipping on my short black pencil skirt when Vickys name flashed across my phone screen.
"Anna I'm going to fucking die! Blaine said he wants a black and white themed wedding but I wanted a white and gold theme" She explained hurrying to get the words out "He's being difficult again and I have no idea what to do" Vicky groaned.
"Vick there's 2 weeks until the wedding and you're still picking out the theme?" I asked with a shocked tone and I could hear her heavy sigh on the other end of the phone.
"Fuck, I haven't even picked out my shoes yet and I have no idea what I'm gonna do with my hair, maybe I should leave it down and curled or how about pinning it up to show my collar bones?" She blabbed and I practically zoned out midway.
"Have you got a date yet?" She breathes and I groan at her question.
Dating is not my thing. I haven't had a boyfriend since.....since like 2 years ago and all I've done is hook-up with people.
"Do I really have to bring a date?"
"Yes Anna you do. I don't want you to be alone, why don't you invite that James guy you've been fucking?" She suggested and I applied a layer of lipstick over my lips gazing into the mirror.
"Hell no. James and I are just fucking I'm not inviting him to your wedding, what we have is simply just sex" I stated grabbing my purse and keys from the kitchen counter.
