letters to my love • [bxb]

8• its the drink talking...

⚠️NSFW WARNING⚠️

••9:15pm••

"right here asshole"ooh. his voice is such a turn on "so you wanna tell me why you got your hands all over what's mine?" and he claims! um.. yes please!

"o-oh! sorry man! i-i didn't know he was... it's just... not tha-" before he could find an excuse he gets shoved to the ground harshly with the hunky deep voice man grabbing my forearm and pulling me over to him

"do me and yourself a favour and stay the fuck away from what's mine!" okay that's hot.

"s-sorry!" and he's gone. my drunken self with a greek sex god, and i just so happen to know said greek sex god too! lucky me!

he looks down at me and stares into my eyes. he's gorgeous. he's wearing a plain white fitted tee with a black leather jacket and black chinos with white and grey vans, his hair slightly slicked back and styled. god i wanna run my fingers through his hair rather harshly and roughly

as if noticing my urge to have a close physical touch with him, he slams me back into the thick tree trunk and pins my arms above my head. he says nothing as he pins my hands with one arm and the other roaming my clothed body

my eyes fill with lust as he starts to kiss at my neck, i tilt my head to the side to give him a better access to abuse my neck with his touches. a moan slips past my mouth as he starts sucking and nibbling on my neck giving me love bites all over. his hand roaming my body slips under my sweater, untucking it from the front of my shorts and strokes my bare torso

feeling pleasure with all this moan after main slips through, my back arching into his touches, his warmth, leaning into him. his finger grazes over my left nipple as a rather loud gasp slips through my lips. he smirks, still having his face between my head and shoulder

he lets go of my arm pinned to the tree and slips it under my sweater, with both his hands in my shirt, he has them both tweaking at my sensitive nipples and his mouth still abusing my neck, jaw and collarbone. my moans grow louder as my member grows harder, his knee slips in between my things gliding across my hard on, a shriek flies from my lips as my hips start to grind on his knee trying to get some friction

he himself starts to grind on me, both our erections grinding on one another. he moves his face from my neck and lifts my shirt up higher, exposing my chest into the chilled air. he stuffs the sweater in my mouth "hold this" he whispers, his voice laced with just as much lust

the tip of his lips glaze over my right nipple feeling extremely sensitive as he had abused them with his fingers making them a bit swollen and red and perkier "so cute" he mutters before devouring my flat chest and his right hand going at my left nipple and his left fondling with my arse

my moans being muffled by my sweater as his tongue flicks across my nipple and sinks and nibbles and so often. our erections still rubbing against each other

his hand fondling with my arse, escalates to his middle finger rubbing against my crack through the shorts. my legs being spread apart from his knee between them, makes my shorts tighter around my ass and thighs, making me feel his rubbing even more

my mouth hangs open as moans fly through my lips as the pleasure starts to overwhelm me. getting impatient, i push off from the tree a bit. he looks at me standing straight now. i throw my arms around his neck, feeling how broad his shoulders really are and roughly push my lips to his fatherly sloppily too