buckys-loverman

[buckys-loverman]

well kept [masterlist] r.cameron

[warnings] dark!ceo!rafe x reader, size difference, billionaire!older!rafe, shy!reader with low self-esteem, reader is a person who stutters, boss x personal assistant, heavy abuse of power, emotional/mental manipulation, bdsm, rafe has control issues, some sugar baby vibes, NONCON/DUBCON

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK 18+

In which you interview for a low-level position at Cameron Development, but instead, you unexpectedly find yourself chosen as Rafe Cameron's personal assistant.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

rafe cameron masterlist

[buckys-loverman]

“Is it okay if I draw fanart of your fanfic?👉🏼👈🏼”

My brother in Christ we shall have a spring wedding

[buckys-loverman]

best friend - sarah cameron

warnings: 18+ appropriate, sleep touch, perversion

pairing: fem!reader x sarah cameron

a/n: yet another sarah post because i’m obsessed with her rn so if y’all have any story ideas you want to see send me ideas!! enjoy ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡

obsessed! sarah always keeps her eye on you whenever you hang out with your loser boyfriend who she believed didn’t deserve someone like you.

obsessed! sarah always begged you to sleep over at each others houses so that she could keep you all to herself, for what’s better than waking up in your best friends arms?

obsessed! sarah who would find an excuse to use the bathroom while you showered just to see the outline of your naked body against the steam, quietly shoving her fingers down her pants

obsessed! sarah who would get angry hearing how your lousy boyfriend couldn’t fulfill your sexual desires knowing how well she could treat you, make you feel, and make you ache

obsessed! sarah who fingered herself almost every night to different pictures of you in her camera roll

obsessed! sarah who knew your sleeping pills knocked you out the entire night, making you quite the heavy sleeper when she would pull down the straps of your tank top to expose your breasts

obsessed! sarah who would stick her fingers in your pajama shorts, knowing you didn’t wear underwear, to rub small circles on your clit as she rubbed her own

obssesed! sarah that would finger you in your sleep at every sleepover, sticking in different fingers just to hear your muffled moans and slick cum on her fingers that she would stick in her mouth each time

bestfriend! who would wake up embarrassed at each sleepover with a wet and sticky pajama bottom, having yet another wet dream with your best friend sleeping right next to you

obsessed! sarah who couldn’t take just fingering you any longer as she sucked and swirled at your nipples from your sheer bralette, slowing pulling down your pajama shorts

obsessed! sarah who instantly attached her mouth to your clit, soaking up all your juices as small moans escaped her best friends mouth, making her suck even harder and begin to put in a finger when-

“sarah?”

divider credit @mewryn

[buckys-loverman]

hello everyone!! just wanted to come on here & apologize for disappearing after i promised to come out the grave for y’all :((, on a brighter note i’m trying to get back into writing again & exploring more characters!!

ALSO i did change my writing format as it comes more naturally to me & will most likely be how it looks going forward. i did give my account a little late summer makeover but it’s still me!! hope you all enjoy the new & improved buckys-loverman ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡

all the love,

belle ᓚᘏᗢ

[buckys-loverman]

picture perfect

warnings: smut, 18+ appropriate, degrading language, vulgar language

pairing: fem!reader x sarah cameron

a/n: literally cannot get dark! sarah out of my head so i’m forcing her on you guys instead (no complaining)!anyways, i did not proof read so enjoy ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡

“sarah!” you screamed as she pushed inside your slick pussy again, the 10 inch dildo she fisted in her hand striking repeatedly.

“what’s wrong, slut? i thought you liked big cock”, she laughed as you body slumped deeper into her mattress, your legs shaking as the restrains around your wrists become tighter and red with the friction.

never did you think you would be bend over sarah cameron's bed with your sundress bunched to your waist, as her pink dildo slid in and out of your folds with your cum decorating the tip.

"first you stole my best friend-" thrust, "then you stole my boyfriend!" thrust, "and now you try to sleep with my brother?!"

you admit - you haven't been the kindest to sarah since your falling out senior year of high school, but you never thought she would take it this far. you came over to the cameron's that day under the illusion rafe was texting you, but you didn't know he was out on the boat with his father and left his phone behind; but sarah did.

you made your way up the stairs as "rafe" instructed you to, when you were blindfolded from the back upon reaching the top. "rafe! what is this?" you giggled, until you heard a click and sarah's voice behind you, "surprise, bitch."

now here you were, your bare cunt puffy and exposed as you begin to reach your third organism. you didn't want to like it, the rough nature of it all, but when the blindfold was ripped off your head and you saw sarah holding a collection of toys... you new you were in deep trouble.

you tried holding back your moans at the beginning, you promise, but now you were one big babbling mess as her mouth was glued to your begging cunt and your nipples were hard to the touch.

sarah pulled away as a whine escaped your lips, "i knew you were a whore but jesus...you're fucking pathetic." her words were laced with venom but you didn't care, you just wanted to finish. it wasn't until she took out the dildo with a pop! that you grew irritated.

she walked away from you as you cried out, your body needing some form of release. you attempt to reach your cuffed hands down to your throbbing pussy, to relieve yourself when you hear a buckle.

you look up to see sarah adjusting her strap on, your eyes bulging out at the sight of her bare pussy making you wet. you attempt to close your legs as she makes her way to you, her underwear in one fist and her phone in another as fear begins to fill your senses.

"wait! sarah, don't-" you start as she shoves her underwear in your mouth, gagging you. before you can process what's going on, the flash of her camera blinds you.

sarah laughs on the other side, "smile-" she taunts, "you're on camera." in an instant you feel her dildo force its way back into your cunt, all thoughts escaping your mind once again.

all that is swirling in your mind is the way she roughly thrusts into you, how perfect of a curve her dildo has as it hits your sweet spot over and over and over again. you swirl your tongue against her underwear that is shoved deep in your mouth, how nasty you felt enjoying the wet patch she left behind. the pinch she held on your clit sent waves of arousal all over your body and you no longer cared she was recording for you were too cock drunk to care.

now you weren't the only one enjoying it, sarah loved looking at the way your tits bounced with each thrust - or the way you spread your own legs so she can hit deeper and harder each time. your sun kissed skin, your glistening eyes and the mascara now running down your face made it all too much for her. god, how long she had been waiting to destroy you under her touch, knowing you would soon come crawling back like the easy slut you were.

and now she had it all on video.

[buckys-loverman]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡ belle, 22, she/her, bi, cancer, multi-fandom, lazy writer.

open to requests! i pick which ones i write ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀིྀི

i post 18+ dark content! minors DNI

masterlist in progress…

© buckys-loverman 2024 // do not copy or translate my work without permission

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“writing fanfics is something I do in my free time for fun. I will not treat it like a job and will instead treat it like a hobby because that’s what it is.”

also how it feels being a fanfic writer:

[buckys-loverman]

Teacher’s Pet- Jeremiah Fisher

What would you do for a higher grade?

warnings: smut, finger banging, 18+ appropriate, slight degrading kink, vulgar language

pairing: fem!reader x jeremiah fisher

A/N: i am back baby!! sorry for taking forever to upload, was having issues with uploading on tumblr but im so happy to be back writing for you guys. i will be uploading a conrad story within the next couple days so stay tuned!

“Mr. Fisher please!” You trailed behind your physics TA, begging for his assistance on the upcoming exam.

“I told you to call me Jeremiah.” He sighed, pushing his hair back as he continued to pace down the hallway, leaving you to jog behind him in order to catch up.

You reached out to touch his arm, “Jeremiah then-” He turned around suddenly almost causing you to crash into his chest, “30 minutes is all I need with you to help me with the review.”

He looked around for other students as he lowered his voice, “This is the third time you’ve been late to office hours, and I can’t keep giving you special treatment for being tardy. Don’t do it again.”

Before you could respond, he turned back around in a quick motion and continued down the hallway, calling your name to follow him to the library.

A burst of excitement spiked through your body as you gladly followed behind him, not complaining as you got extra tutoring time with him.

Jeremiah wasn’t aware that you had been purposely late to office hours in order to get his undivided and uninterrupted attention. You always made the excuse that office hours “overlapped” with your other classes in order for him to feel some form of pity for you.

For who would turn down such a good student?

The study room in the corner of the library was always empty as it was the only one without a white board, but instead a window overlooking the campus. Because of that, Jeremiah was forced to always write down his practice problems in your notebook directly next to you.

You scribbled down your responses to the force & gravity unit questions in your textbook when you notice Jeremiah scanning your body over your answers. In a quick motion, you push back on your chair as you reach for your backpack on the ground, arching your back as you stretch forward with your back to him.

Jeremiah clears his throat as he shifts in his chair, moving his gaze away from you as he returns back to your textbook, seeing what you had previously written down.

“You’ve been doing great this past semester, it doesn’t seem like you need my help?” He states, leaning back into his chair as he scans between your eyes.

You slightly smile as you began to pull your hair back, “I do-” You respond with a naive tone, “I’ve been struggling with force.” Your button up shirt stretched tight against your chest as you put your hair in a ponytail, causing Jeremiah’s eyes to drop for a split second before quickly returning to your face.

You lean forward in your chair, slightly exposing the top of your white mesh bra as you stare with purposeful doe eyes, “I don’t think I’ve had enough examples.” You pout.

Jeremiah’s body tenses up for a second but quickly disappears as his eyes darken. He leans forward, placing a hand on your chair as he analyzes your face; “Are you playing dumb with me?”

A slight smirk tempted to slip from your mouth, “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say Mr. Fisher-” you begin to say when a warm hand grips at the bottom of your face, a small gasp escaping from your mouth.

“I told you not to call me that.” His voice was lower than before as he stood tall above you, his eyes sweeping your body without shame. “What are you willing to do for a good grade?” Jeremiah taunts, his fingers trailing down to your neck.

“Anything.” You whisper, maintaining eye contact as his fingers slowly begin to wrap around your neck, mimicking the same firm hold he had on your face just moments before.

Jeremiah lifts your body up, shoving it against the table you were once working on. In a swift motion he grabs the back of your head as the two of your lips combine, rhythmically moving against each other with a newfound force.

Your fingers tangle in his curls, slightly tugging at the ends as a small moan escapes his mouth, giving him more motivation as he makes his way down your neck, leaving a trail of kisses behind.

“Students like you learn best through examples- ”His fingers unbutton your top, exposing the rest of your bra that you teased earlier, “So I’ll make sure to teach you a lesson you won’t forget.”

Jeremiah yanks at your wrist as he pulls you towards the window, slamming your chest to the glass. Your nipples hardened against the cool glass, a sense of panic overwhelmed your body as you see an array of students down below, walking to class or talking amongst their peers.

“What if someone sees?” You question as your mouth felt dry and your head felt dizzy as his fingers trail from the strap of your bra, down to curve of your stomach up until his fingers move their way below your skirt.

“Then everyone will know what a dirty little slut you are for the TA.” Jeremiah whispers in your ear, as his fingers begin to rub slow and sensual circles on top of your clit, the fabric of your underwear beginning to feel suffocating.

The shame you once felt before washed away as moans left your mouth, your head tossing back onto his shoulder as his warm body pressed into yours from behind. The cold from the glass and the heat from his fingers was the perfect combination, your body felt electric between the two.

His fingers moved slowly down your underwear, “God you’re so fucking wet-” Another moan escaped from your mouth as he slowly and painfully moved along your clit, “And here I thought you were a good girl.” You could hear the cockiness drip from his tongue.

“I am.” You whined, your back arching in an attempt to get more friction, only to be met with the feeling of his erection, and did it feel big.

You felt a slap on your clit as you yelped, “Don’t speak out of turn. You got that, princess?” His harsh tone sent butterflies through your stomach as you simply nodded, letting him return his attention back to you.

Jeremiah moved your underwear to the side as he slid one finger inside of you. Another loud moan escaped your mouth as you felt just how long his finger really is, and how well he knew how to use it.

The finger began twisting inside of you, pumping in and out as sloppy sounds echoed throughout the room, your body beginning to overheat as you spread your legs wider.

“Good girl.” He purred, placing a second finger inside of you. The new found sensation overtaking your balance as you pushed yourself deeper into the glass, your nipples peaking through the mesh bra and on display for anybody who simply looked up.

Everything seemed to begin to blur, the pleasure spreading throughout your body as you begin approaching your high. Jeremiah yanks your hair back as his lips meet your ear; beginning to lick and suck as he finds all your sweet spots.

He’s consistent, both of his fingers continue to pump in and out of you in a fast motion, his thumb reaching to draw circles on your clit, “Jere.” Is all you can manage to say as his teeth tug at the bottom of ear.

“Cum for me, darling.”

His words work as a command as your body cannot handle anymore of the pleasure, your legs start to shake beyond control as the heat in your stomach burns stronger than before, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head as you experience the strongest high of your life.

Your vision blurs as the sensation overtakes your body, causing you to cum hard on his fingers, giving him the satisfaction he knew he would get from you.

As you begin to adjust back to normal you turn around to see Jeremiah leaning against the table, your textbook untouched behind him, as he intensely licks his fingers where your cum visibly stained.

��Wether you pass the exam or not, I expect to see you back here next week.” He smirks, “For I still have much to teach you.”

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YALL jere is a slut and no one can tell me otherwise!! this last episode got me giggling & kicking my feet now that i have inspiration for some new stories… ;)

[buckys-loverman]

hello everyone!! since season 2 of tsitp came out, i thought i’ll be open to some requests!! i’m forcing myself out of the grave for you guys <3

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cooking lessons part 2 - jeremiah fisher

you and jeremiah have been best friends since you were children and he has taught you everything you know; but he’s not done with all his lessons

warnings: smut, minors DNI, 18+ appropriate, praise kink, vulgar language

pairing: fem!reader x jeremiah fisher

A/N: hello everyone! i’m so happy you all liked this story, so here is that part 2 you all requested! if this is your first time reading then head on over to my page and read “cooking lessons” to understand <3

“So it looks like i’ll have to fuck it out of you.”

Your mouth felt dry hearing him talk to you in such a way as your legs continued to shake from your previous organism. The two of you never broke eye contact as he moved closer to stand between your legs, placing his hands on your knees.

“Be a good girl and open up for me.” Jeremiah pleaded as you slowly nodded and opened your legs just for him. Your brain felt like it was under a spell of some sort, having no control over how your body reacted to him, taking in each word.

His pointer finger trailed upwards from your knee as he slowly reached for the half ripped panties you were wearing, pulling at it with sudden force until it completely teared in half, the rip echoing across the kitchen.

A small gasp escaped your mouth as the cold air through the window brushed past your open legs. Reaching his other hand forward, his hand wrapped around the back of your neck and pulled you forward just close enough to feel the heat radiating off his body.

“I want your permission to fuck you.” His voice sounded so sweet yet his words meant the opposite. You nodded as you held back the impulse to bring him towards you, closing the space separating the two of you.

He shook his head, “Words. I want to hear you say it.” He responded with more force as you answered, “Yes Jere, please fuck me.”

A smirk plastered his face as his hand on the back of your neck tightened, pulling you in as he began kissing you with force, the two of you fighting back and forth for dominance as your fingers combed through his now tangled hair from earlier, a similar heat beginning to rise in your stomach.

Jeremiah gripped onto the material of your shirt before pulling away and slipping it off, just a sheer lace bra covering your hardened nipples. He stared at the sight in awe before placing a hand on your stomach and pushing you down on the counter.

He kissed your lips once before moving down to your neck, taking his time as he sucked and bit down to leave a mark that said no one could have you but him.

A moan escaped your mouth as he made his way down to your chest, one hand working to remove your bra while the other one was busy rubbing his thumb and pointer finger between your nipple. The pleasure ripples through your body as he got your bra off, removing any material between you and his fingers.

Jeremiah cupped your breast as he placed his tongue in the center as he swirled it around, another moan escaping from your mouth as your hand made it to his shirt, pulling at it in pleasure. A low groan came from him, the vibration of his hum causing you to jerk under his touch.

“You like that, don’t you darling?” He questioned as he lifted his head, the other hand continuing to rub your nipple. You nodded in response as you squeezed your fists together for some form of relief.

He continued to focus on the center of your nipple as he shifted between the two, alternating between the motion of sucking and swirling versus rubbing and twisting.

“Jere.” His name slipping out of your mouth repeatedly as his hands roamed your body, leaving its trace for you to find later. His scent filling up your lungs, driving you even crazier than imaginable.

He moved further down your stomach, leaving behind a trail of kisses that were softer than the ones he left previously. The sound of his zipper and pants falling to the ground sent a spark through your body as you pushed your body up to take in the sight.

His body was toned and tan, every vein trailing up his arms and trailing down his cock was on full display for you. His ruffled curls sat perfectly on his face and his eyes looked at you with a mix of lust and desire, the main thought running through his mind was how you would never fuck anybody else but him after today.

In a quick motion Jeremiah reached forward and pulled your body towards the end of the counter, legs still spread, as he slipped two fingers in his mouth before trailing them between your legs, the same wave of pleasure flooding through your body.

He inserted both fingers this time as his free hand gripped your ass, pushing you forward with each thrust of his fingers to feel how deep he can go. “Good girl” he repeated under his breath, each time his voice getting lower.

Each thrust felt better than the last as you threw your head back, your moans becoming louder as he curled his fingers, repeatedly hitting your g-spot as though he had it memorized.

“Put it in Jere.” You begged as his fingers were soaked in your juices, wishing it was something else there instead.

“Whatever you wish for princess.” He smirked as he pulled out, using his drenched fingers around his hardened cock as you watched, just the sight being enough to make you finish.

He looked up into your eyes and he stepped closer, lining his cock with your entrance before he paused and said, “I won’t be going slow for you-“ as he pushed it in, a gasp escaping your mouth before he finished, “I can’t help myself around you.”

Your breath got caught trapped in your chest as he pulled out quickly and pushed himself in even harder than before, filling a rush of pleasure in your body that you did not know was achievable. Your back arched from his harsh grip, sure to leave marks on your body to find tomorrow.

“Jere-” You moaned, your voice bouncing off the walls and his cock stiffened hearing the echo of your voice moan his name, you were his girl, and no one was going to take you away from him now that he’s claimed you.

“That’s right angel, take it all in.” The rhythm of his hips sped up faster with each thrust, the sound of your juices decorating his cock amplifying, a mixture of moans and whimpers escaping your voice as he continuously hit your g-spot again.

One of his hands gripped your ass while the other was tangled in your hair, pulling at it roughly while he fucked you against the kitchen counter you two were once baking on. The batter was leaking over the counter like you were on him, a similar fire in your stomach begins to form as you feel yourself approaching another high.

A small smirk slips from his mouth and he removes his hand from your ass, licking his thumb before placing it on your heated clit, rubbing it in circles as he pumps himself in and out of you.

A groan escapes your mouth as the combination of the two overwhelm your body, your toes and fingers so curled you are sure you will soon draw blood. Your head falls back as a harsh wave of euphoria runs through each vein of your body, sending a bigger shock than the one before as your high overtakes every sense of feeling.

Jeremiah continues to fuck you through your high as you hear him mutter a small, “Fuck” before finishing inside of you moments after. As the two of you come back to your senses, you stare at each other in disbelief as you’re both covered in each other’s sweat, saliva, and baking materials. You both take deep breaths as you continue to stare into each other’s eyes, before Jeremiah interjects with-

“Creampie anyone?”

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hello everybody!! did i post a part 2 three months later? yes. do i regret it? nope. enjoy <3

[buckys-loverman]

cooking lessons - jeremiah fisher

you and jeremiah have been best friends since you were children and he has taught you everything you know; but he’s not done with all his lessons

warnings: smut, finger banging, minors DNI, 18+ appropriate, praise kink, vulgar language

pairing: fem!reader x jeremiah fisher

A/N: hi guys! this is my first time writing on tumblr so pls be nice to any mistakes that i make this time around. not my gif & hope you enjoy!

You and Jeremiah had been childhood best friends since preschool, along with Conrad, Steven and Belly. It was tradition for you to join along on their summer vacation to Cousins Beach.

Every month the two of you liked to try new recipes to cook, it helped the both of you learn something new and allowed you to spend uninterrupted time with Jeremiah. Your stomach twisted and turned each time he guided your hand while cooking, his laugh echoing in your ear as your cheeks turned pink.

You weren’t allowed to think about him in that manner, he was your best friend and you just had to ignore the way his fingers would glide into his mouth as he would taste test the batter you made for the lemon cake you both agreed to make that day. How you could see his tongue swirling around his fingers, swallowing every drop as he stared intensely into your eyes. Your stomach had tightened in knots watching him, your panties slowly getting soaked as you tried squeezing your legs together and starting up a conversation to distract yourself from the boy in front of you.

“So, are you going to the bonfire tonight? First one of the season.” You smiled as you picked up an egg to add to the mix.

His voice got closer to your ear, “Depends, will you be accompanying me again this summer?” His hands lightly wrapped around your waist from behind, his veiny arms on full display as you could see his smile from the corner of your eye.

“I-I’m not sure-” You cleared your voice, “Someone actually asked me as their date…” You whispered the last part, hoping that he either wouldn’t hear or wouldn’t ask you any questions.

“What?” His arm moved away from his previous hug and landed on the sides of your waist as he flipped you around to face him, your body pushed against the counter. “Who?” He asked as his arms have you trapped, an angry and confused expression smeared across his face. God he looked so hot when he was angry, especially at you.

You snap yourself out of your thoughts and you take a deep breath, “Um Alec, the one from the club. You remember him right? Taller side, likes to surf-” But Jeremiah stopped you before you finish, “No.”

“What?” You blinked a few times as you thought Jeremiah would be happy that you finally got your own date to the bonfire, you wouldn’t be his best friend that just stands next to him all night feeling like a burden that he can’t go flirt with other people.

“I’m not letting you go with him, he’s a total fuckboy! He’s just trying to take advantage of you.” He spat in disgust, his eyebrows wrinkling together as his fists began to grip on to the counter behind you.

“I’m sorry, did you ever consider that maybe I know about his reputation?” You crossed your arms, never breaking eye contact with him.

He shook his head, “If you know then why go with him? He’s just trying to fuck you like the rest of the girls in Cousins!” His face turning red as he moves closer in, his breath mixing in with your own.

“Because I want to! Jesus, wrap it around your stubborn head that maybe I want to fuck somebody and if that means Alec, then I’ll do it!” You raised your voice as you uncrossed your arms and shoved Jeremiah away from you, the anger in your body beginning to take over your emotions.

Jeremiah looked taken aback at your sudden shove as pure anger crossed his face as he grabbed you by the waist and re-pinned you against the counter top, a gasp coming out from your mouth as he lowers to your level.

“Do you even know how to satisfy someone?” His low voice and lust filled eyes sent shivers throughout your body as his hands slowly move down your waist.

“Maybe not, but I can try.” You gulped as both your faces were just inches apart from one another.

A small smirk spreads across his face as he tilts his head towards your ear before whispering, “Then I’ll just have to show you.”

In one swift moment your body is lifted off the ground, a gasp escaping from your mouth as he places you on top of the counter, placing himself between your legs as he grabs the back of your neck, forcing your lips to smash into his.

The knots in your stomach soon turned to ash as you wrapped your legs around his back, pulling him in as your fingers moved through his hair, tugging at it. A groan escaped his mouth, lips still attached to yours as the two of you moved against each other’s bodies, knowing what the other one wanted.

His fingers moved agaisnt the small of your back as it made it’s way down to your pussy, that was surely drenched from his touch. He rubbed your clit over the thin material of your panties, causing a muffled moan from you. In a sudden movement he harshly pulled your underwear to the side, causing a loud rip, “I’ll buy you new ones.” He grunted.

His long and thin fingers moved up and down your heat, him teasing you with his touch as he plays with you, a smirk reappearing on his face as he watches your body twitch with this new overwhelming feeling that is taking over your body.

“Jere please-” You beg as each breath becomes harder, “No more teasing.” Your fingers now clench the counter that he did previously, your stomach feeling on fire.

He licks his lips as he smiles, “Fine, but only since you’ve been such a good girl.” He slips in a finger and you instantly feel your walls closing in around him, god it’s like he knows what makes you weak.

You moan as you tilt your head back in pleasure, his other hand reaching for your chin as he moves it forward to look at him while he finger fucks you, a second finger entering, stretching you out in pleasure.

“Fuck!” You say as you can feel the tips of his fingers curling inside of you, instantly hitting your g-spot, something you had never been able to reach yourself. Your body floods with another wave of euphoria as your toes curl inside your shoes, your breathing irregular as his fingers thrust deep into you.

“Tell me how it feels darling.” His eyes moving between your eyes and your pussy, now on display in the kitchen you two were once cooking on. The thought of it causing his cock to flinch at the thought of fucking your tight little pussy right there so he could show you that no one could ever fuck you like him.

“G-good Jere, it feels so good.” Another moan threatening to break free as his free hand moves over to your pulled up skirt, his thumb rubbing sweet and light circles over your clit. His touch sends you into orbit as your nails dig his shoulders, surely to leave a mark.

“Take it all in, there you go angel.” His stupid smirk never leaving his face, “Now tell me you’ll go to the bonfire with me.” His fingers continued to speed up inside as he adds more pressure to your clit, driving you closer to your first orgasm.

You can barely speak, better yet answer him as waves of pleasure continue to suffocate you. The way his fingers glide in and out of you, the delicate touch of his thumb rubbing over your clit as his baby blue eyes continue to stare deep into you.

“Jere-” You gasp as he slides in a third finger, your body beginning to twitch in pleasure as moans escape your mouth before you can stop them. Your knuckles turning completely white against the counter from your grip.

“That’s not an answer princess,” His deep voice feeling like an echo, “I want to hear you say yes. Think you can do that for me?”

You quickly nod as you feel all this pleasure finally catch up to you, causing you the fall flat on your back against the kitchen counter as a shock runs through your entire body, your back arching as you push your head deeper into the counter and your eyes roll into the back of your head. His fingers continue to slip in and out of you as your orgasm flashes through your body, your breathing becoming jagged as you slowly begin to come down from your high.

You feel light headed as he pulls his fingers out of you, sticking all three into his mouth as he continues to stare at you, the way he did earlier with the cake batter that was now spilling off to the side.

You sit up to your elbows to face him, “You know…” He began as he pulled his fingers out his mouth, “You never gave me the yes that I asked for.”

Your eyes widened in realization as you opened your mouth to respond, but nothing would come out as he began to unzip his pants, his hardened dick peaking out from the top as it stretched the fabric of his shorts.

“So it looks like i’ll have to fuck it out of you.”

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hello everyone!! i really hope you enjoyed and if you have any more suggestions for new stories or want a part 2 then please comment, thank you all <3

[buckys-loverman]

I hope you start listening to your heart in 2016

I hope you find love in 2016. 

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she sings better than most artist

THIS IS PORN

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reblog if you’re a true 90’s kid

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BADLANDS is everything

my fav BADLANDS songs + fisrt lines