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jaehunnyy · 2 years

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Nothing else matters

Genre: best-friends-to-lovers, a little bit of angst but with a happy ending, fluff

Word count: 1.3k

Pairing: bff!Jaemin x fem!reader

Warnings: reader is very whipped for Jaemin, Jaemin is a bit shy but he loves her, reader makes the first step, one kith scene and a peck, they are both high school students (legal age though), time skip, usage of pet names (love, princess), reader overthinks a lot, possible grammar mistakes

tags: @honeyhuii, @shakalakaboomboo, @yugiai, @sungbeam, @theficblog, @nightfalls-teddy, @bluisheye93, @junwonology, @lunarxsun, @lovelyjaem, @daegall

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Your ear was pressed on the wooden door, blessed by the piano sounds that were coming out from the inside. "River flows in you" was playing, and you didn't even need to think too much about the person behind the curtain, cause you already knew who the skilled fingers belonged to. Na Jaemin has been your crush since freshman year, and your best friend since God knows when. And even though everyone told you that you will get bored of this one-sided love at one point, you proved them wrong. Now that prom was approaching, you knew that you had to let this go, because all of you would go separate ways after graduation, but with his soft smile, one that held all the love in the world, and his shiny eyes, you couldn't blame your feelings. You were getting ready to get inside the magic room, but someone was quicker than you. The door opened wide and a scared Jaemin was standing in front of you, his arms immediately wrapping around you while he started to check on you.

"Did I hit you? I'm so sorry, Y/N!" his worried voice resonated in the empty hall, making your heart multiply its beats again.

"I'm fine, Nana. I was just leaving."

"Wait! I mean… Can you wait for a bit? I need to ask you something…"

"I'm all ears, Na," you offered him a warm smile, encouraging him to keep going with what he needed to say.

"I… would you like to be my partner? For, you know, the prom?"

You felt like you were the main character of a dream right now. No one had invited you yet, and the fact that you were asked by your crush did some things to you, though you didn't want to give yourself any false hope. You were best friends, and maybe you were his last hope since he was too shy to ask someone else. But, nonetheless, how could you say no?

"Actually… Yes, I would love to." your lips stretched into a beautiful crescent of happiness, and his arms tightened around you.

"Thank you. See you there, love." he gave you an innocent smile, and left, like nothing happened; even though your mind was spinning with the way his lips stretched to call you love.

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Two weeks passed, and you were now retouching the last details regarding your appearance, knowing that Jaemin could arrive anytime. Your silver earrings gave your figure a beautiful glow, while your pastel blue dress hugged your body perfectly. Your curls were decorating your back like some sort of ornaments, and right then, you really felt lucky. Lucky for having Jaemin as your partner, lucky for today’s experience, one you would never replace, for anything else.

“Y/N, your prince is here! It’s time for pictures!” your mom shouted from downstairs, and you couldn’t help but playfully roll your eyes at the way she was still teasing you.

That was the time you woke up from your fantasies, the realisation hitting you like a truck. You started to feel nervous, and your thoughts decided that it was about time to make you suffer, again: “What if I’ll make him regret choosing me as his partner? Or what if I don’t touch his expectations?” You wanted to return to your room, feeling too scared to keep going and face him. But when you heard his calming voice once again, you knew that Jaemin wouldn’t ever say anything bad about you. After all, you were still his childhood best friend.

“You are absolutely gorgeous, love.” he smiled, his joyful expression being accompanied by the growing universe in his eyes.

You really were lucky.

“You are way beyond handsome too, Jaems,” you smiled and went next to him, hugging him tight. Even if it meant to expose your feelings, to make it too obvious, you wanted to have a special moment for yourself, and you thought that this was the perfect occasion.

Your mom took the camera and smiled at the two of you, while Jaemin held your hand and got ready for the pictures. You must have looked like a cute couple, and though you knew your boundaries, you couldn’t help yourself, but think about how it would have been if you really were one.

“Let’s go and have fun, Y/N!” he said and took your hand in his, running excitedly to the car.

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The prom was the epitome of fun so far, full of bodies swaying to the sweet rhythm of adolescence and freedom. You really wanted to take a break, but one of your favorite songs played in the background and you couldn’t resist the urge to dance on it. “Nothing else matters” was a song you and Jaemin grew up with, so when you heard it, memories started to flood inside both of your minds.

“May I have this dance, princess?”

You already knew that trying to hide the crimson blush that furrowed your face was in vain, so you just nodded, without being able to form any words.

Your hands wrapped around his neck, while his arms found their way around your waist. The two of you moved slowly to the rhythm, eyes locking together, sharing unspoken feelings. His lips looked like the prettiest thing right then, and they reminded you of a cozy morning with the sunrise knocking at your window, or a night full of stars and a shiny moon covering the world like a warm blanket. That’s how much you loved your best friend. And when he got closer to your face, his warm breath tickling your neck, you gave it all up and pressed your lips on his, forgetting about everything around you. He didn’t move back like you expected him to do, but instead, he placed his hand on your cheek and smiled on your lips. Now, the kiss became a dance of its kind, creating another sort of bond between the two of you.

You felt like drowning in the bliss of the moment, something that you’ve always dreamt of. But you didn’t know if what happened between you was right, you didn’t want it to be awkward after, maybe he just got a bit caught up and accepted it. After the song ended, you went outside, letting yourself be guided to some stairs, where a beautifully decorated balcony was waiting for you. You breathed the fresh air in, thinking about what happened downstairs. You loved it, but you were becoming anxious, what if Jaemin didn’t feel the same? You didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable, this wasn’t what you meant when you said you wanted to make this special for you. Buried deep in your thoughts, you didn’t hear the small footsteps, nor see the familiar silhouette of the boy you loved sitting next to you, his hand finding yours and squeezing it softly.

“What happened there…” he started with a serious tone, and you felt like the sweet memory of earlier crashed into small pieces, disappearing into Neverland.

“Jaemin, I’m sorry, i got lost in the moment and—“

You couldn’t finish what you wanted to say, because the deep voice you’ve always adored interrupted you from worrying.

“It felt right. Everything about it felt right, love. I wish we could be like this forever.”

You almost teared up, hugging him tight, the love tie growing stronger between the two of you.

“When I’m with you, nothing else matters. Thank you for making my prom special, and cheers to our future memories together. As lovers. I mean, if you want to—”

You were the one interrupting him this time, pressing your finger on his lips and smiling softly.

“As lovers,” you repeated, and pecked his lips again.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“And I love you, Na Jaemin.”

In the end, everything worked out perfectly and it was just like you imagined it, if not even more than you asked for. And by the way, you were the prom king and queen too.

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silverhallow · 1 year

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In Person

pairing: Eloise Bridgerton x Phillip crane

summary: A different take on Phillip and Eloise meeting… Online Lovers to ACTUAL Lovers.

warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, Daddy Kink, Light BDSM, Dom/sub, Choking, Multiple Orgasms, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Spanking, Blow Jobs, Sexual Content, Sexual Fantasy, Anal Play, Doggy Style, Orgasm Control, Control, Face-Fucking, Face Slapping, Meet and Greets, Sexting to Lovers, Internet Friends, Not Suitable/Safe For Work,

word count: 5868 words

author's note: BDSM themes, Control and very explicit content. A former Ao3 work. Reposted for @sirphillipcranestanaccount

Eloise’s hands were tugging nervously at the leather strap of her purse as she walked down the long hallway to her hotel room.

The door unlocked with a clean sounding click and she walked in to see her suitcase sitting neatly beside the large bed. The final rays of the sun were slipping behind the horizon. she stood for a moment, looking out of the window that made up the entire east wall. The city was spread before me in a beautiful but shadowy display. The buildings around her were beginning to glow from their inner lights. For a moment she forgot how hard her heart was pounding.

But then, her phone buzzed.

"Have you arrived safe and sound?" texted Phillip.

"Just got to my room. I can meet you at the bar downstairs." Eloise replied. she felt a little faint.

"Perfect," he had written back after a moment. "I can be there in 20." There was a pause and then another message came through. "Eloise? I can’t believe We're finally going to meet."

"I'm excited to see you face to face, Phillip," she texted back, feeling herself smiling stupidly.

"And I'm excited to touch you," he said, ending the conversation.

Eloise set her phone down and caught a glance of herself in the mirror, checking to make sure her lingerie was in place under her black dress with a zipper front, and smoothing her hair. she retouched her makeup, butterflies fluttering in her chest.

Eloise’s train journey across the country had been long and exhausting. Despite her comfortable first class seat and a glass of wine, she spent the travel time worried about her evening. Her afternoon work conference wasn't the reason she was nervous. she was one of the speakers but she could only absentmindedly scroll through her notes on her laptop. her mind was focused on her friend Phillip.

"Friend" was a loose term.

They had met online. He was funny and kind, he thought she was interesting and beautiful. His eyes could pierce right through her even in just pictures. His voice was deep and dark, sometimes raspy when he was about to fall asleep. Everything about him was deeply attractive to her and she was incredibly lucky to have met him.

Work had her too busy to have a real relationship so sometimes she felt guilty, like she was using Phillip for sex and attention because she couldn't commit to anything more. it was hard to help herself when it came to sexting him because they both had such high sex drives. He would send her pictures from his work bathroom of his incredibly stiff hard-on being held in his hand in front of the mirror. She'd text him long paragraphs about what she would do to him if they happened to work in the same building. If she was able to call him into her office, if he were to walk in on her trying to discreetly watch porn on her work computer.

She loved his dominance. He could be rough with her, telling her filthy things, and calling her his slut or his bad little girl. He could tell her very descriptively how he would hold her to her bed by her throat and make her cum over and over with his hand, keeping his fingers curled and wet inside her until her orgasm finished and he could begin on the next one. He had such power over her. She couldn't control herself.

He loved it when she told him when he could cum, however, It was a really hot kink that he didn't realize he had until she enforced it. Her favorite thing to do was make him painfully hard during his work day and tell him not to cum until he was home.

She would tell him to lay a towel on his bed and film himself grinding his cock into it until he began to cum, which often didn't take more than twenty seconds or so. She loved watching him, he always came so much. Sometimes nine or ten squirts at once, the cum shooting clear across to the edge of the towel, his moans dropping into breathlessness at the end. Eloise would orgasm to this, repeating after him when he said "Fuck me," in the video. her tongue would hang out of her mouth watching him rub out any remaining splashes just for her.

And after she had made herself cum several times, moaning his name despite his absence, they would talk. She loved hearing his thoughts. She loved how easily he made her smile and laugh. She felt happy any time her night ended with one of them falling asleep mid-conversation. She felt almost like she was complete.

But they had never touched in person. But now, the day was finally here and she was so incredibly nervous. Phillip felt out of her league. Incredibly sexy and charming, and someone she wanted to spend all her free time with. she had sweet fuzzy feelings about him that kept her coming back, and those fuzzy feelings were competing with the intense desire she had to suck his dick as soon as she saw him.

Once at the bar, she tried to satisfy that need by placing the straw of her gin and tonic in her mouth and moving her tongue subtly against it as she watched the glass entrance doors waiting for Phillip to walk through. her heart was pounding.

Through the bustle of the lobby she watched one of the doors revolve and she saw him. He walked out and her heart stopped.

He looked beautiful. His face was so familiar and yet had this alarming new realness to it. The lights of the chandeliers caught a shine on his dress shoes. He was holding a jacket over his arm and wearing a pressed dress shirt and tie. His handsome face was stoic at first and then he saw her. she got to her feet, unable to focus on anything else.

His face lit up in an intensely happy smile and his arms spread open.

Before she knew what was happening, she was almost in a sprint to get to his body. He crouched ever so slightly and caught her body as it slammed into his, her arms going around him instinctively and his going around her waist. He lifted her up off the ground as he straightened up and she inhaled the scent of his cologne and the shaving cream he must have used before he left the house. she inhaled the scent and her heart almost burst from her chest. she finally had him.

He set her down, his familiar laugh coming from his chest made her grin up at him. "Hi Eloise," he said happily.

"Hi," she breathed. she stared at him for just a second too long and decided to follow her instincts rather than be polite. She held his beautiful face in both her hands and brought him down slightly so she could kiss his lips. she kissed him deeply, lovingly. she couldn't remember ever kissing someone the way she kissed him in that moment. she didn't really care if he didn't want to kiss her back or if he just wanted to fuck and move on. she needed to kiss his smile and know that she had done it, despite how out of character it was for her.

When she broke their kiss she studied his face. He was smiling even bigger than before and put his two strong hands on either side of her face and kissed her again, hard. He ended the kiss abruptly and crushed her into his chest. "I'm so glad you're here," he said, his words were muffled by his arm pressing into her ear as he held her.

All she could do was giggle and feel her face get hot with a kind of blush she hadn't felt since school. He was real and she couldn't quite wrap her head around it. He had her take his arm as he walked her back to her seat at the bar. He ordered her another drink and stood beside her waiting for his whiskey. They talked about her train journey, her speech at the conference, his day at work, how much they missed texting one another during the morning and afternoon. He complimented her dress and her perfume. she reached out and held his face and complimented the softness of his skin that she had long suspected. They joked around a bit to take the sharp edge of nervousness away from their first personal encounter.

But even through the goofy conversations and how casually they acted, she could feel the satin of her panties becoming soaked between her legs. Watching his lips move when he talked, the way his lashes rested on his cheek when he was looking down, his scent, the feeling of his dress pants on her skin when he leaned in to press his thigh to her knee. She was intoxicated. She watched his whole body move, forgetting to talk at times.

"You okay?" Phillips asked, looking at her face knowingly.

Eloise stared at his lips. "I'm really good."

"Do you want something?" he asked, almost teasingly.

"Yes," she breathed, locking eyes with him.

His eyebrows raised, he acted surprised. "Something from the bar?"

her eyes went back to his lips and she shook her head.

He smiled at her and tilted his head, feigning ignorance. "What, then?"

She had to focus in order to speak, in order to move her tongue properly. "Something from my room."

"Oh, your room," he teased. He finished his whiskey and leaned into the bartender to close their tabs despite her insisting that she pay with the company card. When his friendly attention dropped away from her, her heart started pounding again. All she ever wanted was to fuck him, it's all she did all day in the fictional world they'd created. But this was real. He was really leaning against the bartop beside her. she could really see the pull of the fabric of his dress shirt between his strong shoulder blades. she could really swallow his cum in just a few minutes...if she told him to give it to her.

Her mouth watered.

He turned to her casually and popped a mint into his mouth and smiled at her adorably. "C'mon, let's get you that something, then."

Phillip tilted his elbow at her and she obediently took his arm again. He walked her to the elevators and her fingers eagerly caressed his upper arm, feeling his muscles and the warmth radiating through his clothes. The elevator doors opened and they were met with a crowd of people getting off into the lobby, some towing suitcases. A small crowd had formed behind them and Phillip stopped her at the last second from boarding the freight. "We'll get the next one," he said quietly. He was nonchalantly chewing on his mint, watching the lights above the different elevators when he looked over at her and winked.

Eloise could have sworn she felt her soul momentarily leave her body.

Soon enough, he pulled her into an empty elevator and calmly pressed the button for her floor.

The elevator made that first jolt to pull upwards and he turned to her. He held her waist with both hands and leaned backwards slightly to brace his upper back against the mirrored wall of the elevator. He pulled her against his perfect body and started to kiss her again. This time he was the one kissing her deeply, passionately. Romantically, even. And his hips were rocking ever so slightly back and forth. He was real. she moaned into his mouth, holding both his shoulders in desperation to get closer to him. His tongue tasted like mint. she sucked on it and then he moaned back, in a boyish, deep way that made part of her body lose control.

Every sound he made turned her on.

His hands slid down from her waist to her hips to push her against his movement. He was stiff through his black dress pants and just knowing this made her moan into his pretty mouth a second time. He groaned almost angrily and moved his mouth from hers to her neck and bit down. "Fuck, El. I want you," he whispered roughly. her back arched and she moaned just at the words.

She wanted him to take her. She wanted to be his. He was taking control of part of her brain and she had to deliberately reach beyond his grasp to gain access to her body again. When she did, her hands went to his throat. her fingers wrapped around the sides of his neck. His skin was hot and smooth. her thumbs slid up and down on the front of his throat. she felt his Adam's apple and pressed down slightly. His neck stretched in response. His eyes locked on hers and his hands loosened their grip on her hips, a sign he was losing control over her. she squeezed the front of his throat and smiled at the dramatic helplessness that came over his handsome features. "You'll have me," she told him.

A shaky sigh escaped him.

Then, the doors opened and they were on her floor. she took his hand, interlocking their fingers, and led him down the hall. Phillip’s hand was holding hers firmly.

The nervousness that had flooded her the first time she had unlocked her room was gone now with him beside her.

Phillip allowed her to walk in first as an excuse to push the door closed and locked. She turned on the soft lit lamp by the bed.The east wall now appeared to be a dark mirror rather than a window due to nightfall.

He threw his jacket down and pushed her against the wall, kissing her again. He groaned at the movement of her lips. She grabbed his tie and pulled him closer and brought her lips to his neck. He sighed shakily again and she noticed he was taking off his shoes.

She bit his neck and he groaned low in his throat with frustration. He pushed her back and picked her up roughly, carrying her a few feet and threw her onto the bed almost angrily. He was so strong and the show of strength made her grin. He didn't return the smile and looked at her with deep desperation instead.

He crawled across the large bed and grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward him. as he stood on his knees. When he went to grab her hips she pressed one of her heels into his chest to stop him. He froze looking down at her foot. When his eyes traveled back up to her she was already moving to get on her knees to match his stance on the bed. She took both of his hands and put them on her waist, ready to smack them if they moved out of place. Then, she took the circular charm that was hanging from the zipper at the centre of her cleavage. With a light pull, she moved the zipper down to open the dress. His eyes were locked on her tits as the fabric loosened around them, allowing them to bounce back into place on either side of her chest, the seam of the zipper still pressing into her skin and accentuating the round perkiness of her breasts.

She zipped her dress down to her abdomen and stopped a little below her navel.

He was so hard, bulging out against his trousers just like she had seen in all of his dirty pictures. She struggled to keep control of herself.

she held the back of Phillip's head and pushed it down to where the circular charm was dangling off the zipper. Obediently, he opened his mouth and took the charm in his teeth and pulled it all down. her dress split apart with the undoing of the zipper at her mid-thighs. Underneath were her bare tits and her satin panties. She also wore a lacy garter belt that held up her thigh high stockings. He was such a good boy even right away, his lips moving right to her exposed thigh once her dress was completely open.

His warm lips moved over her skin lovingly, wantonly. His tongue slid out and licked the inside of her thigh. His tongue slid upward with eagerness and his face pushed into her satin-covered pussy. His nose was pressing straight into her clit and his tongue was wetly teasing the opening of her pussy lips, blocked only by fabric. His confidence and attitude was one thing, the sure movements of his tongue were another. The two combined were making her brain dead.

she moaned loudly and held his head as he lay on his elbows eating her out with her panties still on. He was no amateur. His tongue never lifted from her skin, he wasn't wasting time with darting motions or trying to spell the alphabet with his tongue. Instead his tongue moved in consistent backward and forward motions over her clit, his nose pushing her skin to expose it against the satin.

she groaned, refusing to fall back despite the shaking of her legs. She wanted dominance over him as long as she could have it. It made her feel so powerful because she knew he could destroy her at any moment.

He also refused to stop. The seconds went on and it became clear he was pressing his mouth to her pussy to swallow her cum and not to impress her. His eyes remained closed peacefully, with his brow furrowed in concentration. His tongue continued to slide sexily on the front of her slit. His lower lip was rubbing her as his jaw moved.

He wasn't going to stop.

This is what finally caused her to fall on her back and keep her legs spread for him. she needed to cum. she pulled his head into her as she laid back. He moved obediently with her and pulled her panties down.

she watched his face when he saw her bare pussy in front of him for the first time. He made a small noise, if it was a word it was too quiet for her to make out what it was. Then, he pushed his sweet face into her slit and she felt his lips and tongue moving to kiss and taste.

The beginnings of her first orgasm started there. They built as his lips found their rhythm against her completely soaked pussy lips. They were puffy and pink from being rubbed for so long. She could feel pleasure mounting just under the skin and she locked her ankles together around his upper back, squeezing his head with her thighs and rocking her hips against his perfect tongue. Phillip grabbed her hips and continued to eat her, his eyes closed in satisfaction. That's when the orgasm broke. she'd never cum so hard before.

She pushed her hips into him hard, so hard she half worried maybe she would break his nose. her hands that had been pulling his head and hair lost their grip and waved involuntarily. she managed to clutch the sheets as her body moved violently. her back arched and an incredibly loud groan and cry escaped her. her shoulders lifted off the bed and she crashed back down after it peaked.

The orgasm continued in smaller waves after that. Phillip kept his face in her slit, shaking his head back and forth to fill his mouth with her cum and then wiggle his tongue all the way up to the top of her slit to catch it all. He finally released her clit from constant stimulation and a pained moan escaped her when his tongue parted from her skin.

She tried to catch her breath but he was already on top of her. He kissed her mouth passionately, letting her accept his tongue. Now it tasted like her and she couldn't stop sucking on it. He bit her lower lip and she moaned at his aggressiveness. she had just come but she still wanted him so badly.

It made her question if she'd ever be satisfied.

His beautiful face moved from her lips to her neck, where he began to slowly kiss and drag his tongue along the length of her throat. she moaned louder, her hands rushing down to his back. her nails scratching his back up and down. She felt his strong hand reach up and hold her throat while his tongue and lips found her ear.

The thoughtful, commanding grasp he had on her made her head drop onto the bed helplessly. He was too fucking good. He sighed in her ear. "You came so hard."

She struggled to speak. "You made me." The last words were almost just a gasp as he breathed in her ear and kissed the skin beside it. His hot tongue touched her skin there. "Fuck," she moaned.

her hands excitedly moved from his back to his front and she attempted to undo the buttons of his dress shirt. She needed his clothes off. Now.

His lips suddenly stopped and he pushed her hand away from his shirt. "Hands down," he commanded, right in her ear.

she huffed, trying to undress him still.

His hand flew to her throat and pinned her to the bed harshly. "Down," he said in a warning voice.

His face was inches from hers. She looked into his deep eyes and smiled, biting her lower lip and attempting to unbutton his shirt again.

His hand quickly left her throat and slapped her face. "Bad girl," he said in a low voice. He held her throat again and she smiled up at him again, loving the mounting anger in his mannerisms.

"I'm going to fuck that little mouth if you smile like that," he warned.

In response Eloise stuck out her long tongue and opened her mouth wide for him.

Phillip slapped her again and she just giggled.

"Fuck," he whispered. He grabbed her hand and knelt on it to keep it in place, sitting up. He went back to choking her while he untied his tie one-handed. Then he quickly undid the buttons on his shirt for her from bottom to top. He slid the dress shirt off and pulled off his undershirt, releasing her throat for a moment to do so.

she had one free hand, her other was still pinned by his knee. her free palm attempted to reach out to rub his bare skin but he grabbed it quickly and held it down on the bed. His head dipped down beneath her shoulders, biting and kissing their way to her tits. He grunted with pure lust when his face pressed into the softness of her breast. He bit into her skin and made her cry out.

He balmed the bite with a kiss, then his tongue, then another kiss. His eyes glanced up at her under his handsome brow. For a second she was caught up in the realisation that it was really him, her Phillip, who was doing this to her. And he was the most beautiful thing in the world to her.

Eloise was in ecstasy and he must have seen that. He broke eye contact with her and instead took her nipple into his mouth and sucked softly at first and then harder as her body started to writhe. she was crying out from the sensitive part of herself being so deep in his moving mouth, her eyes were rolled back but she didn't cry for him to stop. Instead she was just crying out in unintelligible words.

He released her wrist and rubbed her side down to her pussy again. He expertly slid two of his fingers against her wet opening and gently eased inside of her. Then, with his downward facing palm still pressed against her pubic bone and clit he began to rub her in quick short motions, his fingers curled.

He was going to make her cum a second time and he knew it. His other hand came off her throat and covered her mouth as he began to finger fuck her deeply, pressing his two fingers into her G-spot and pressing rapidly.

Eloise let herself scream as loudly as she needed to against his hand. The way he was fucking her was unbearable. she made a pathetic face at him, trying to tell him just with her eyes how it made her feel. He looked back with a content calmness that had her so wet that she could hear his hand slapping sloppily against her. She loved the way he held her mouth.

Eloise loved the colour of his beautiful eyes, the shape of his jaw, his hair, his cheekbones. Everything about the man right in front of her was adding to the intensity of the orgasm that was about to crash over her.

When it finally did, her upper back left the bed again. He was able to keep a firm palm over her mouth as she cried out loudly in the midst of her climax. her legs shook as if she was being electrocuted. her breathing stopped. her hips pushed on their own accord to fuck his fingers as deep as she possibly could.

The waves of the orgasm climbed impossibly high over her consciousness. By the time she laid back down on the bed it was like she was swimming within her own human body. she felt disconnected from the physical world, she felt like a soul in bliss floating above a body.

Phillip let her catch her breath by sitting up next to her shirtless using one hand to rub her body and rubbing and pulling at the perfect bulge in his pants with the other hand. His eyes were studying her with admiration despite all her flaws.

She felt a swell of pride because of him. He was so handsome, he could have any girl he wanted. Yet here he was, pleasing her into an orgasm twice before any pleasure of his own.

She loved him for that. She studied his pretty neck as it twitched with his racing pulse and thought tender thoughts while she remembered how to breathe.

Once she had her strength back she reached down and undid the clasps on her garters that were holding her stockings and slid off her garter belt. she held out either leg for Phillip to take her stockings off. With each one he laid his full lips against her smooth, soft skin, as if he was worshipping her legs. His lips felt amazingly loving and soft in contrast to the scaly fabric of the stockings. she sighed happily at him and sat up, finally completely naked, and pressed her hand to his bare chest to push him down. she unbuckled his belt and he lifted his hips off the bed so she could slide it off for him. That motion was so incredibly sexy, it made her smile.

"What?" Phillip asked, smiling crookedly himself.

"You're so perfect," Eloise answered.

She quickly unbuttoned his trousers and unzipped them so she could slide his pants off his perfect legs. With another quick motion she stripped him of his boxers. He inhaled sharply in response.

It was like unwrapping candy.

His cock was hard and bobbed in place once the fabric of his boxers were pulled down. The head was a pleasant deep pink color, like a starburst or a bubblegum lollipop.

She laid herself between his legs, and reached behind her to pull his feet onto her lower back so that he could squeeze her with his thighs. With both hands she took his dick's length and began to rub up and down, watching that pretty candy tip for a drop of precum.

It didn't come but Phillip's head dropped back and he moaned at the instance of being touched that way. In response she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and suckled there, as if she was trying to drink from him. She released him after a few long, hard sucks and let her tongue swirl around him.

His mouth opened and he let out a long groan. His hands were over his face, as if he were trying to concentrate.

"Aaaaah," she let her tongue hang out and she rubbed it against the vein on the underside of his mushroom tip. He reacted to that sound with a quick thrust of his hips. He groaned again into his hands.

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhn," she whimpered with her tongue sticking out. she licked him like the piece of candy he was. His hips bucked again. Finally, a sticky drop of precum had formed on the very tip of his dick and she happily took it with her lips and licked it into her mouth, swallowing it. She smiled again.

She was happy that now she knew what Phillip tasted like. her delicious Phillip. she wrapped her lips around the tip of his head and slid downward, sucking to make sure she got all the precum.

Suddenly, Phillip's strong hands were on the back of her neck. Instinctively she relaxed her throat. And good thing she did. His hands pushed her head all the way down so that she was taking his cock balls-deep into her throat. His shaft was entirely in her mouth, meaning her lips were pressing against the skin between his hips. Phillip moaned at this. she could only imagine how it felt. she looked up at him from her awkward mouthful position and watched his face wash over with happiness. Phillip began to hold her head to guide her in the process of pulling his length in and out of her mouth. Sometimes they went all the way down the the head, other times they fucked the base of his shaft with her lips while she squeezed her throat around his head. He was leaking cum down her throat and moaning each time a drop escaped him.

Phillip pushed her balls-deep against him once again and she struggled to stick out her tongue past her lower lip to lick at his balls. This time she gagged loudly as his hardened length was bulging in her throat. She struggled to breathe around him. He moaned at these sounds, his fingers spreading through her hair.

The motion of his fingers made her wet and the feeling of his dick in her mouth was too much for her to handle. she moaned with her mouth closed, letting the sound vibrate his dick in her throat, letting it be her own response to gagging. Phillip gasped in the middle of a moan and pulled quickly out of her mouth. He was covered in sticky drool. Coated in it. A string of messy spit connected them when he pulled out. Eventually it broke and splattered all over her chin.

He squeezed his eyes closed and she smiled at him. "You're not allowed to cum yet and you know that," she said in a velvety voice. He groaned in his deep, masculine voice before opening his eyes and looking at her face again.

"Fuck," he growled.

He turned her around roughly so that her ass was up in the air facing him and he plunged his thick length into her wet pussy.

It all happened so fast. One second she was in control and the next she was being fucked like the horny slut she was.

Her tongue slid out of her mouth and stayed out as her body was pushed up and down against the bed as he fucked her deeply. He grabbed her wrists behind her back and held them together.

"You want it, don't you?" Phillip asked breathily.

"I want it," Eloise struggled to say.

"Tell me, 'I want it daddy'," he growled. she giggled, teasing him. He smacked her ass angrily and reached forward with his free hand and pulled her hair back as he was pounding into her from the back. "Say it," he snarled. she groaned in pain initially and then smiled and giggled again.

"Tell me that you're daddy's girl," he threatened. He let go of her wrists to slap her face playfully as he pulled her hair.

This finally broke her grin.

"Daddy," she sighed. "I'm your girl."

"Fuck," he grunted. He let go of her in order to hold both sides of her hips with a painfully hard grip. Once holding her, he began to fuck her harder than she've ever had any man fuck her before. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," he grunted in between sexy moans.

She let one of her hands grasp the bedsheets for stability, she brought the other hand up to her face to bite and suck her thumb as he fucked her. She wanted to feel his dick twitch. she wanted the warm pumps of cum to overflow from her.

Unexpectedly one of his hands released her hip and reached underneath us to rub her clit as he fucked her. Immediately she moaned and this made him growl under his breath. "You want to cum again, babygirl?" he asked.

Eloise moaned pathetically in response, unable to control the sounds coming from her throat.

"Ohhh," he answered as if he was pitying her. "Poor babygirl."

She moaned again.

His hand never stopped rubbing and his hips continued to move to force his dick in and out of her the way he wanted. His other hand left her hip to squeeze her ass. He spanked her occasionally and then began to slowly finger her ass with his thumb while his other fingers grasped her ass to spread it.

The ecstasy was too much. she felt the orgasm begin to roll over her once she realized he was rubbing her clit, fucking her, and playing with her ass all at once. It was fucking sensational.

She moaned loudly and her hips pushed backwards into him against her will. This forced both his dick and his thumb to slide all the way inside her.

She cried out. "Cum in me, daddy."

All of this was too much for him. His hand could barely continue the motion of rubbing the orgasm from her clit as he began to cum. His dick pulsed furiously inside her. she could feel each motion, as could he. He came over and over, those familiar pumps filling her up. she felt his hot cum dripping from her despite him still being deep inside her. He stayed inside her until his moans and gasps stopped. She loved how it felt.

Then, he slowly pulled out and groaned at the sight and feeling of the mess they had made together.

Phillip turned her over and held her to his chest, laying on the bed with her trying to find their breath.

Once she found hers, she started kissing his chest and holding him close to her. She couldn't wait for more, knowing in her heart, that this was it. She had finally found what she had been looking for.

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