Smuts (ft. Female Artists I Wanna Make Babies With 🥺💦)

Wonder What [He] Thinks Of Me (Lerrie)

She buries her face in my neck, and kisses my, already slightly bruised, sensitive spot. I buck my hips and tangled my hand in her golden waves. I can feel my high gradually come in, and the leg I have on her starts to tremble.

I feel her suckle on my neck, darkening the hickie as she goes deeper and tickles that spot inside of me that created stars behind my lids. She then goes faster, causing the refrigerator to shake.

"Fuck!" I hug her to me with my fingers still in her hair. She trails her kisses up to my jaw, then my lips before taking my bottom lip in her teeth. "Are you close?" I nod with a whine, "Yes... Please, fuck me."

She grants my wishes and I let out a particularly loud moan of her name and she shushes me.

"Any louder and he might hear you," she says lowly while her fingers worked me deliciously. "Fuck... that feels so good," I pant irregularly, gripping her hair. "Look at me, Leigh-Anne," she husks and I promptly obey.

I'm met with dominant grays as her movements get deeper, harder, and faster. I arch into her, my hold in her blonde tresses getting tighter. She groans hotly in my ear, then kisses that spot behind it.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I chant while she takes me.

The velocity causes things to rattle inside of the fridge, and the wave of ecstasy was rolling in.

"Holy fuck! Don't stop, I'm close. Don't stop, I'm close," I warn breathlessly. She slips in another finger, not letting up on her rhythm. "Cum for me, Lee-Lee. Cum hard for me," she says. Seconds later, my entire body tenses as white hot pleasure took over me.

"PERRIIIEEEE!" I dragged as I came hard on her long, skillful fingers. Though, she doesn't stop.

And neither do I.

I continue to hump her hand like a bitch in heat, connecting our lips in a way that makes me hot all over again. She soon pulls her fingers out and began smearing my mess on my clit.

"Sh-shit," I whine against her lips before throwing my head back against the fridge's door. She rubs me at a moderate speed, and I bite my lip, massaging her sore scalp.

"Yes... yes... oh, fuck yes," I moan at each stroke. She teases her middle finger at my entrance while her thumb worked my tender button. She dips her finger in and I held onto her tightly.

"I want you to hold it this time," she says in my ear. I whine breathlessly, "I-I can't... oh, fuck." My eyes go back again as my second high began building up.

"Yes, you can, Lee-Lee," her thumb's kneading my clit pleasurably. I let out a whimpering noise as she drives me wild. "Please, Perrie."

Her free hand smacks my thigh and I jump with a mewl of her name. "Hold it," she demands before taking my earlobe into her warm mouth. "Fuuuck," I nearly sob.

"If you hold it like a good girl, I'll let you do whatever you want to me next time. Sounds good?" I nod, not being able to trust my voice. She draws her fingers in and out steadily while her thumb drew tight patterns that made my body shake.

"Oh-!" I hiss, clenching around her. I'm so fucking close that it isn't even funny. I felt as if I'd explode.

"Hold it, love. You're doin' good," she praises while rubbing my thigh. I love having her hands on me; claiming me. Though, I was getting unbearably close to my climax.

"P-Pez, I'm-," she smacks me again, causing me to cry out. "Just a little longer, baby. You're doin' so good," her middle finger was hitting every spot just the way I like it. I bite my lip hard, trying my damndest not to give into my impending orgasm.

"Cum for me," came the magic words from my alluring neighbor. My whole body burned in desire as I'm thrown into pure euphoria. "AH, FUU-," she covers my mouth before fucking me hard into the shaking fridge.

I hold onto her for dear life, rolling my eyes back as I release my ultimate arousal onto her busy hand. When she doesn't slow down, I grab her wrist. "Please...f-fuck... no more," she finally slows to a stop and helps me ride out my intense high.

Once I calm down enough, she pulls her hand away from between my legs. She brings her messy hand up, eyes wide at the amount I left. "Shite," she breathes out, making me blush.

She starts to bring her fingers to her lips, but I take her wrist and lick my juices off of her fingers.

Her breath hitches as her eyes become transfixed on my mouth. I let out a soft moan at my flavor, swirling my tongue between her fingers.

I was literally dripping down the back of her hand, and I lick that up too.

When I was finished, I licked my lips. "That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen," her voice went down an octave. I roughly connect our lips, both of us sighing onto each other's mouths.

"Round 2?" I ask and she smirks, "Yeah. Let's make it a little interesting." Her hands start trailing up and down my sides, making me quiver lightly. "What do you have in mind?"

Giving me that familiar dangerous look in her eyes, she nips at my bottom lip before speaking.

"Let's take it to the shower. Get dirty while getting clean," she offers. I take my hand and cup her hot center before pressing my palm against her swollen clit. She hisses and bucks her hips, "Fuck."

I lean into her ear, rubbing her subtly.

"Only if I get to wash you."

———