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Laughing with him, she wasn't being completely serious with her words. She knew he had just put in a lot of work and she wasn't even expecting it. But as soon as he started to make his way down her body, she wasn't going to stop him. With each kiss and blow of the air coming from his mouth sent a shiver throughout her body. "Your very own cream pie," she chuckled at her own joke. That laugh turned into a hum when feeling his tongue against her. She was sure that it probably didn't have the best taste with his cum leaking out of her. Her clit was still sensitive with coming down from her high. It was still swollen and with every brush of his nose, just made her body shake at the sensation.
Kirk pulled out slowly, laughing a little. "Damn Reyna, let me catch my breath a sec." He kissed her cheek once more, giving her a peck on the nose as well, before sliding down her body. He kissed down her sternum and across her stomach, nuzzling at her hipbones and enjoying the softness of her skin. The scent of sex lingered in the room- he'd have to air it out before they left. Obviously he was an adult and his mom wasn't stupid but the idea of her knowing what he did was not something he wanted to think about. Instead he kissed at the swell of Reyna's mound and bent his head down, gently blowing on her puffy lips. His cum was glistening and slowly sliding out of her and Kirk's mouth was watering. "Dessert." He mumbled, more to himself, before diving right in. He licked and sucked at her, tasting the way their spend combined. To be honest, it actually wasn't that appetizing. It was salty and musky with a hint of sweetness, but Kirk was so happy to be there that it could've been ambrosia. He shoved his face right up against her, his nose pressing against her clit as his tongue poked and curved inside of her.
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Feeling Kirk fill her with his cum, she let out a hum. The warmth taking over her, inside and out. The pulling of her hair that made her let out a whimper. He knew how to make her feel good and wanting more. Kissing him back, her teeth gripping onto his lower lip and tugging on it. her blue eyes moved up to meet his while she was trying to catch her breath. "Fucking amazing," she added a laugh afterwards, her fingers brushing through his damp hair from the sweat. "Are you going to eat me out now like you promised?"
She started to come and the feeling of her inner walls squeezing him took his breath away. That combined with the sharp pulls on his hair caused him to jerk his hips only a few more times before he came. He yelled into the meat of Reyna's breast, gripping tight at her hair. He didn't know if he yelled out her name or baby or just a garbled mess, but it could be heard over the sound of the rain. For a moment it seemed like his heart was going to beat out of his chest as he emptied into her which felt fucking amazing. He loved fucking raw as risky as it could be. He leaned up a little, hissing when the movement pulled at his skin, but he had to kiss her. "Shit, that was amazing baby. How do you feel?" He breathed out.
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The pit in her stomach tightened. Reyna felt her walls contracting around Kirk's hardened cock. Her legs began to shake as the waves of pleasure took over her body. Her moans grew louder, her fingers gripping and tugging on his hair as she came. It was a more powerful orgasm than the one she had earlier. Her back arched, head tilting backwards. "Fuck... Kirk," she nearly screamed as her heart raced in her chest and her breathing became ragged.
"Right right, yeah." He responded, feeling his face flush a little but knowing she probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference between that and a normal flush from exertion. Her fingers in his hair felt amazing. "You can pull my hair, it's good. I like it." Kirk added, letting go of her leg to rest his hand on her head, curling his fingers around her blonde hair. He didn't pull but he knew she'd have to notice them against her neck and the back of her skull. He could feel his balls start to get tight and pull up, he was getting there too. But he was a gentleman above all us, so ladies first. "Fuck me too. Just a bit more baby, you can do it. Come for me baby."
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It was definitely better this way. Ignacio didn't want to be in the same room with Taney anymore. Unless it was to sign the divorce papers, then that was it. After he had found her in bed with someone else, he was done with her and didn't care what happened to her after this. Though, it was a bit strange to him that she had sent Autumn. Maybe it was because the two of them didn't really know much about each other. It was almost as if they were somewhat strangers in a sense with their interactions being pretty brief.
The fact that she was Taney's daughter didn't stop the fact that her simplest touch churned something inside of him that he wasn't expecting. "It isn't your job to make things better for me because your mother screwed up." He told her as his eyes scanned over her face. It was the first time he actually took her and her beauty in. "What exactly are you expecting here?" He asked, his hand going up, fingers wrapping around her wrist. Not to stop her or to pull her hand away, but almost in a way to keep it there, which even surprised him. "I'm sure your mother is going to be waiting for you and her things."
Autumn had seen her mother get married and divorced a few times. Ignacio just happened to be the first one to occur since she had already moved out. Her job in the film industry kept her traveling and she'd only shared a few brief weekends around him. She'd known that Taney was a sex addict and doubted that there were other people she'd been sleeping with, but never felt like it was her place to tell the husband of the minute what kind of lunatic they'd landed. "She's got clients to ink and didn't even ask me in person. She asked Trey, but he's busy, I guess and he text me to take care of things for her."
At all of 4'11, Autumn was really hoping that there wasn't much to be moved. Her brother, Trey, was both stronger and larger than her and her mother, but Autumn liked to think she was stronger than she looked. "C'mon, Daddy, you know I'm better company than Taney anyway." She looked up at him through her lashes, a curl of a smile on her lips. He'd looked almost sweet in their few encounters together but this gruff look that must have been a result of the divorce had Autumn's gaze lingering. Reaching up, her nails gently scratched at the scruff along his jaw. "She makes stupid choices all the time. I'm here to do what I can to make things better for you." There was a glint of mischief in her gaze that implied she'd be obliged to satisfy him in ways her mother no longer was.
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Between moans, Reyna let out a chuckle. "Shh. Just enjoy this right now," she said softly. She had never heard someone ramble so much during sex, but she wasn't complaining. It was a little funny to her, she wouldn't deny that, but he was also making her feel good as he continued to fuck her. When feeling his mouth on her breast, she bit down on her lower lip, fingers running through his hair. The mix of sensations that were going on in her body, she felt like she was getting close to reaching her second high. "I'm getting close." She whined out for him to hear.
"It's like you were made for me, fuck. You feel so good and I like you a lot and everything's so hot. I want to keep you forever baby..." Kirk was rambling now, panting between sentences as he kept up with Reyna. She was clenching around him and he knew he was mimicking the feeling on her thigh. His head dipped down to mouth at her breasts again, slightly embarrassed by his nonsense. It wasn't the worst thing he'd ever said during sex, but no reason to scare her or shame him. "After I come, I'm gonna eat you out. Taste the way we mix together, feed it to you if it's sweet. It will be, I know it is. You're so sweet, I want to taste every part of you." Or maybe he'd just keep rambling, his brain power focused on Reyna's moans and trying not to finish too fast.
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Reyna's body was heating up all over. Feeling the sweat on her skin, seeing his body starting to glisten with sweat. The sound of their bodies colliding as he thrusted his hips into her. Her moans filling the room. A groan fell into the space between them when he sped up his thrusts. Feeling him hit the perfect spot inside of her as he slammed inside of her. Her body arch. "Fuck... yes, just like that." She knew that she would be feeling this tomorrow, but she didn't mind. At least she knew it was from a good time. She brought her leg up move, resting her calf on his shoulder now, giving him a better angle. "You can put me in any position you want. I'll be fine."
Since Kirk had already come once, he felt like his stamina was much better this round. He couldn't help but look down at her, marveling at the color of her eyes and the small drops of sweat starting to form on her hairline. The way her cheeks turned pink with pleasure and spots from his lips and teeth bloomed on her neck. He was starting to sweat too, the taste of salt on his lips. He loved this part of sex, the dirtiness of it. His ex never did. "Shit, don't have to tell me twice." He said, speeding up his thrusts a little and putting more force behind them. His cock was as hard as rock inside, filling her to the brim. "That good baby, that what you want?" He asked, pushing her thigh up even higher. He didn't know how flexible Reyna was, didn't want to pull a muscle, but she was tiny compared to him. He hoped, in some twisted a dark part of his brain, that she was sore tomorrow. That he left bruises everywhere and that she would never forget him.
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Ophelia's head tilted to the side when upping the stakes was mentioned. Ophelia knew that there was no chance of her winning a hand. Her being without any clothes showed how bad she was at this game. "Either you really want that dance, or you just like seeing me lose," she said with a soft laugh. She knew that this probably wasn't the best thing to be doing with the sibling of her significant other, but... it was fun. "Are you wanting to watch me suffer more, or should I just give you the dance now?"
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It took a lot to not let her eyes wander down to Ophelia's bare chest, but any resolve Camila had was starting to crumble. "Actually, I was thinking we could up the stakes." She was playing a dangerous came with her sibling's girlfriend, but something told her Ophelia didn't seem that eager to stop. "If you win the next hand, I'll take everything off. And if I win... you owe me a dance, but as you are now."
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Reyna's moans were muffled in his mouth as he kissed her. Her hips continued to move with his thrusts. The way he fit inside of her, stretching her, it all felt like complete bliss. This was a night that would be remembered. Waves of pleasure took over her body with every thrust, feeling his pelvis brushing against her clit. "You feel so fucking good inside of me," she moaned out as her eyes scanned over his face. her fingers stayed holding onto his biceps. "I want you to fuck me harder," she almost pleaded. She wanted to feel the snap of his hips against hers, feeling every inch of him being thrusted into her. "Or let me ride you."
Kirk nodded and kissed her deeply, licking into her mouth as he thrusted. He cursed at the tiny pinpricks that her nails caused, the small pain enhancing how good it all felt. "Fuck baby, you're amazing, you feel so good, I can't... I forgot how it felt." He babbled, snapping his hips against her. One hand had grabbed onto the couch cushion above their heads to help give him a handhold for more leverage, the other rested on Reyna's thigh, keeping it up and open around his waist. She felt amazing to Kirk; hot, wet, and pulsing around him. He was going to remember this forever, he wanted to do this forever. This girl was a angel sent from heaven to him. He was lost in the movement, listening to every moan from Reyna and adjusting to her body. He rolled his hips, trying to make sure his pelvis was brushing up against clit without hurting her. Kirk would normally try to get a a hand down there but he was a little busy. "Such a good girl for me."
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At the redhead's words, Erik brought one of his shoulders up into half a shrug. Maybe she was right and he could use a drink. This around the office had been more stressful lately than they had been in months, maybe he did need to relax a bit. "Maybe I do." He finally agreed with her. "You're sweet. But no. I don't have anyone back at home or in my life for that." He had gotten a divorce a few years ago and just didn't bother trying to look for anything else. He didn't want to go through that process again. Plus, trying to balance a love life and work, he found it almost nearly impossible. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I should. But what if I'm right and they just start slacking off because of the praising? Do I get to call you in and say 'I told you so'? I get it. People like to be told that they're doing great. Hell, so do I. I've just had past experiences where when I did hand out compliments, things just went south." Erik explained to the younger woman as he took off his glasses and placed them on his desk. his full attention was on her. "I didn't say you couldn't afford a coffee. I just wouldn't want the one you already bought to go to waste. I hope I'm not offending you." He put his hands up in almost a way to defend himself. "And I won't look like one of those old creepy grandpas trying to hit on the younger females in there?"
Ruby admired his honesty. She could understand that his work probably sucked in all of the energy he had in him. "You do sound like you could use a drink. Maybe you'll loosen up." The red head said quietly without any intention of insulting him. There was a slight, teasing hint in that sentence though. At the mention of his wrinkles, she just chuckled. "Oh please - you look really good; you don't have anything to worry about. I'm pretty sure your wife or girlfriend, or husband or something compliments you all the time." She thought he would probably get that all the time. What was it about business men that they always seemed to age like fine wine? At his following words, she couldn't help but press her lips tightly together to suppress her laugh. "I really don't want to be rude but you do sound like you're being an asshole all the time. I think a bit more praising wouldn't hurt much. I mean, everyone wants to hear that they're doing a good job, right? I love being praised for the smallest things. Everybody loves compliments." She said with a small shrug before finishing her drink. "I have job, I can afford one coffee." It made her chuckle a little. "But fine, sure - stay in your office. If you ever need help with your image or would just like a taste of what it's like to be in the club again, then you can find me in the bar two streets from here. Just ask for Ruby."
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Feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket, Allie excused herself from the person she was talking to. Seeing Noah's name pop up on her phone and reading the message, Allie's gaze moved up from her phone, scanning the room until they landed on the other female. Ending the conversation she was in, Allie slipped her phone back into her pocket as she made her way over towards the other. "Are you really that bored here?" She asked in a teasing tone.
open to anyone. muse: noah jackson. 25 years old. bisexual. she/her. mortician. plot: they can be dating/fwb/friends or some sort of forbidden (but not taboo) thing. best friend’s sibling/relation, friend’s ex, they’re ‘straight’, etc. age gaps okay but max 20 years.
she's been eyeing them from across the room for the better part of the evening hoping that they might catch on to the fact she's staring. finally noah gives up and reaches for her phone, typing out a quick text before staring at them intently once more. she waits until it reaches them and the 'wanna get out of here?' appears on their phone, lips formed into a smirk as she waits for them to notice her.
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Gasping once she was back on her back and feeling him push inside of her, Reyna's mouth fell open, pleasure fully taking over her features. Her hands grasping onto Kirk's biceps, nails slightly digging into his flesh. He had been probably bigger than most of the guys she had slept with... plus, it had been a while since she had sex with anyone. "Oh my god," she moaned, her hips bucking up into his. "It's all for you. You can do whatever you please to me," she said in a whisper while looking up at the male as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Kirk cleared his throat, his fingers gripping tightly at Reyna's waist. It was foolish and risky and so easily not done. But fuck it! Kirk wanted to take and take and give and give. Using some core strength, he flipped them both back onto the couch, Reyna underneath and surrounded by him. "Fuck baby, you're so good." He groaned against her neck, sliding into her in one long thrust. "So tight, fuck, like a goddamn vice. So wet baby, is that all for me?" He asked, giving her a moment to adjust before starting to set up a rhythm. He kept it slow but deep, wanting to light up every nerve inside her the way she was lighting up him.
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"I can see how that would be a bit disgusting. And I can't speak for the other males, but I just do my business and leave. I don't go around making messes in restrooms. I can't even tell you the last time I went to a bar," Erik admitted. his life basically consisted of going to work and back home. His life had become a bit dull once he got older. There wasn't a point for him to go out and get a drink when he would just have to be at work early in the morning. Plus, half the time he didn't leave until later in the night to make sure that everything was in order for his morning tasks. "I think I'm past the whole wrinkle part of my life. Plus, cracking jokes with my employees sometimes makes them think that they don't have to work as hard, slack off, thinking that we're becoming friends, and not do their jobs. Not that I'm an asshole the entire time. I praise the ones that deserve it. I'm just not going to become all buddy-buddy with them." He had done it in the past when he first started his company and that's when things got out of control and things easily got messed up. Now? He felt like he had to be the strict asshole that everyone claimed he was. "I'm not going to let you buy me a coffee. If that one is going to waste, I'll take it. And I'm also not going to let you do any work for free. Plus, I'm almost done. I just have to reply to a few emails... and the office is closed on Monday, so they get an extra day of relaxation."
Her cheeks colored lightly when he told her not to lie. In all honesty she felt relieved. A little ashamed, still, but he was taking it really well and that made he feel a bit more comfortable. "Oh that's not as obvious as you made it out to be. I work in a bar and I sweep that floor every night." She made a gross face with that. "I don't know what you're all doing there in the male restrooms, but-" She chuckled, just trying to enlighten the situation. "It doens't hurt to crack a joke with your employees. I mean, you could hire people to take care of the stuff that stresses you out. You definitely shouldn't carry a company all by yourself. You don't want any wrinkles, do you?" The red head smiled a little before taking another sip. At the mention of Lola, she just shrugged. "I should've known that she was going on a trip for the weekend. I guess I just get really used of coming here and picking her up. I was just a little late today." She glanced around the empty office before staring down at Erik in his seat once more. "Hanging out with my best friend's boss on a Friday afternoon actually sounds pretty epic." She'd said that as more or less of a joke, but then she actually thought about it. Ruby was a caring, helpful person, it was in her nature to offer him some help. "How about I'll go get you a coffee that you'll actually enjoy? And then there must be something I can help you with so you can just dive into the weekend all calm?" Ruby shrugged. "I mean, I'm doing Lola and your other employees a favor to if you show up on a Monday morning all zen."
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"Are you sure? Do you want me to come back later? Or are you looking for some company?"
open to: m / w / nb.
muse: tessa callaway. twenty two. er nurse.
plot: n/a. just some potentially smutty one liners.
" do you want to come in? i was gonna take a shower. "
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"I must have the worst luck ever," Ophelia sighed as she placed her own cards down. Moving forward just slightly, Ophelia's hands reached behind her, undoing the clasp of her bra and letting the straps fall down her shoulders and onto the ground. "Now what? You already have my naked. There's nothing else for you to be playing for."
status: open to anyone!
muse: camila castillo ( early to mid twenties )
connection: strip poker almost anything goes. friends, strangers, exes, forbidden, enemies, age gap, etc. just no t.aboo!
"Winner winner, chicken dinner!" She placed her cards down, revealing her winning hand. "Looks like the cards are in my favor... again. Which means it's time for you to lose that last layer, buddy. Come on, I'm waiting."
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Pulling back so she could look at him once more when he began to speak, she knew that he was right. They didn't know each other and they both could be lying. Only, Reyna knew that she was telling the truth. "It's up to you. Whatever you want. I know that I have also been tested recently. I don't usually sleep with guys unprotected. I also wouldn't lie about being protected. I'm not going to lie and risk ruining my life by getting pregnant by someone I don't know." she pointed out, her hands moving to rest on his shoulders know. "I'll leave it up to you. Whatever you're comfortable with."
Kirk froze with the condom in his mouth. He quickly spit it back into his free hand. "Are you sure? I mean, I was tested a few months ago and I used protection with my ex, but I mean, you don't know me. Baby, I could be lying. You could be lying?" He said quietly. He hated to even insinuate that Reyna was trying to deceive him, not like she knew anything about him, but he had to make sure. "We can, but I want you to be sure. Damn fuck, because I want to." The idea of it was tempting, the distant memory of what it would feel like, the warmth that would surround him. The possessiveness he tried so hard to keep under wraps. Kirk wanted to fuck her bare, do it as many times as possible. He kissed her forehead and her cheek and threw the condom back towards the end of the couch.
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With now watching the redhead stumbling and trying to take back what she had just said, Erik let out a laugh and leaned back in his chair. "You don't have to lie." Another laugh fell into the space between them when hearing her mention sweeping the floor. "Don't be ridiculous. Why would I have you sweep the floor? I have a company that comes in to do all the cleaning. And you don't have to worry about it. I know what everyone says about me. But I wouldn't have this company become so successful if I weren't those things. I'm not going to deny that they're right." Erik admitted while watching her take a sip of the coffee that she brought in. "Though, I am surprised that Lola didn't give you a heads up that I let everyone to leave early if they wanted to. Especially with knowing that you come every Friday. You're more than welcome to hang out, but I don't know if it would be all that entertaining or interesting for you."
The redhead stood there in her long burgundy coat, waiting for Erik's reply with that same kind smile on her face. When he lowered his glasses and looked up at her to speak, her smile slightly faded. Panic. With her brows raised she brought her coffee cup to her lips. Big and green innocent eyes stared down at him while she swallowed the warm, sweetened caffeine. In all honesty she was just thinking about the right thing to say, but she also knew that Ruby said whatever popped up as she was rather clumsy, and very open to anyone she met. "God - I'm sorry." She gave him a small, painful smile while her small hands were wrapped around the warm take out cup. "You're her boss..." Quite the curve ball. "I'm sorry," she repeated, unaware of how she ws going to fix whatever she said. "I mean - she only said that once or twice, I swear - also she enjoys, like, all the stuff that she does." She decided to just press her cherry colored lips together to make sure she didn't say any more stupid stuff. "If you want me to sweep the floor for that, then you have every right to. Please just don't tell Lola. She'll kill me."
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Kirk's words and his lips on her face made her let out a light laugh. It was weird to feel this type of connection with someone she had just met, but she was enjoying it for whatever time she could. As he grabbed the condoms, Reyna pressed a few kisses along his jaw until she got to his ear and whispered. "Do we need them?" She asked, tugged on his lobe before whispering again. "I'm clean and I'm on birth control. It would feel better without them." It wasn't something she normally did. But with him she felt safe and would rather feel him instead of a covering.
Intense. That was the main feeling Kirk had right now and if it was anything like what her hand felt like earlier, it was going to get even more so. "You gorgeous minx. I'm driving you crazy? Baby, you're making me want to act like an idiot. I'm about to say the dumbest shit, I'm so outta my mind." Kirk said in a huff, kissing all over her cute face. One hand was sliding along the couch, trying to find the strip of condoms he'd placed there. The other kept a tight grip on Reyna's ass, keeping the pressure where she wanted it for a few more grinds. "Okay baby, you gotta give me a sec. Let me put this on and I'll fuck you." He said, using his teeth to open the packet.
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