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1d-oned-1d · 2 years ago

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THUNDERSTORMS

for everyone's notice, this is my first time writing smut, soo please bear with me and tell me how I can improve.

warning:- kinky shit, smut, a whole lot of filthy hot smut. overstimulation, orgasm denial, bondage, just filthy things...

pairing:- Y/N and Louis Tomlinson

inspired by his outfit at his documentary premiere. also don't mind me I'm horny as fuck atm and DO NOT JUDGE ME FFS.

summary:- y/n has a fear of thunderstorms. they're in the car and things get a little too steamy.

I slightly woke up because of thirst and irritating clothes when I heard our driver converse with sun.

"Sir it's raining heavily and the car is stuck in the puddle, extremely sorry sir I'll just go and try to fetch a car for you and ma'am." the driver opened and shut the door. I whimpered as I heard another thundering voice. I slightly opened my eyes to see sun on his phone but then closed it back because of my sleepy mind. I was in that phase where you could listen to everything going on in your surroundings but even lifting a finger was too much of a work. The door opened again.

"Sir I found a car but it's only available for one person and it's going back to the city." He explained. There was a bit of silence until sun spoke up.

"Ok no problem, you might be having kids and wife waiting for you at home and worried, take the ride and head back." As sun completed the sentence, the driver gasped. I don't what made his gasp, probably him getting to go back to his family.

"Thank you so much sir, thank you so much, when I reach there I'll send another car for you." The driver exclaimed.

"Oh no need, we have already covered 3/4 of the ride home, I'll just a call an uber." sun explained.

"Are you sure sir?"

"Very sure, now go before your ride takes off." Sun chuckled, with one last thank you and a smash of the door, driver was on his way to his home.

"Shit! there's no network, looks like we'll have to stay here for the night." sun cursed under his breath. I whimpered again as I heard that, staying here was no problem, but staying in here with these heck of a clothes and with me being thirsty was a problem to me and not to mention thunderstorm. Sun picked me up and cradled me in his lap, brushing my hair out of the way to get a better look at my face but instead I snuggled my face into his neck.

"What's the matter darling?" He asked but I had no power to vocalize my issues, so instead I let him continue on what he was doing, that is asking questions.

"Is it because we're spending the night here?" He asked but got no reply

"Cold weather?" He asked again only to be met with silence and I shifted again in his lap trying to adjust my collar of the shirt.

"are you thirsty? are the clothes irritating you?" He questioned once again but this time I meekly nodded in his neck. He bent forward with me in his lap and put a water bottle in between my lips.

"Come on darling sip it." as he said, I started sipping it, soon enough quenching my thirst. He pulled away the sipper from my lips and bent again. What is wrong with this shirt aah! I tried shift again only to be stopped this time with sun's hands firm grip on my waist.

"Oh it's ok babygirl let daddy change you into his tshirt." He rasped and I was shocked by the change of his mood. While I was on his lap he shuffled below me for a while, only to make me feel his skin, meaning he probably removed his tshirt. With somehow collecting some power left in me I tried to unbotton my shirt.

"No babygirl, daddy will do it, just go back to sleep." He stopped my hands movement and set it in my lap, slowly himself working on my shirt. He was painfully slow while unbottoning my shirt but thankfully he shrugged it off me. I was ready for him to put his shirt on me but instead I felt his one hand on my waist and the other hand on my face as he kissed me. I returned the kiss and he moved his lips down to my jaw, the spot below my ear to finally the sweet spot on my neck making me arch my back and moan out his name.

"Sunn." I breathlessly moaned, he squeezed my waist harshly and marked my neck. He moved down to my cleavage and roughly marked me there too.

"It's daddy to you, you like it don't you when daddy plays with you, do you want me to play with you babygirl?" He rasped and went to unclasp my bra but I stopped him.

"Yes daddy I want you to play with me but I'm very sleepy." I moved his hands to my waist and shifted closer to him.

"Babygirl I'm not asking you to stay awake, you can sleep and let daddy play with you for a little while."

"No daddy I want to sleep, I want to sleep with you, you can play tomorrow." I spoke as I started feeling hazy in my mind.

"Princess I'll sleep with you, just let me play for a little while, and you don't want to make daddy angry do you?" He slipped his hands in my skirt and underwear and squeezed my bum, kneading it.

"No daddy I want to sleep, you're being an arse." My eyes shot open as I finished my sentence. One thing that daddy made crystal clear was, I was never supposed to curse or else he'll punish me.

"Okay enough, up and strip." He growled removing his hands from my skirt. "Now" he slapped the skin on my back when I didn't try to move even a little bit. I shifted from his lap and quickly removed the pieces of clothing which were left on me while he was watching me like a hawk watching his prey.

"On my shoulder." He roared making me whimper. Usually he would bend me over his knees if I was being bratty but when he meant over his shoulder it meant I was in serious trouble.

"I'm sorry daddy, I promise I'll never say a bad word again and you can play with me as you like."

"Did I ask you about your opinion my little slut?" he asked making me shake my head but all he did was raise his eyebrow at me.

"No d-daddy." I stuttered. I better use my words if I don't want to get in anymore trouble.

"Good now on my shoulder."

"Yes Daddy." I nodded and stood on the seat with my knees on the either side of his legs as he slid down a little to come face to face with my boobs. He further pushed his head in my chest and started licking in between both my breasts as he spanked my backside making me moan and clutch his shoulders for leverage.

"You like it don't you, you little whore. How I wish I could see your face while I punished you, I wish we were in our room." he mumbled, suddenly moving away from me and started fumbling with his mobile. In our room all you'll find is couple of mirrors, so he can see me no matter what he's doing. He set his phone somewhere in the car giving me my phone where I can see myself but the volume was on mute, he facetimed himself?!

"Daddy has two punishments for you, you'll count till 10 as daddy spanks you ok?" He demanded making me nod. "I can't hear you?"

"Yes daddy, are you recording me?" I whispered, I was never actually comfortable with the idea of him recording me.

"That was the second punishment for you but you have option, daddy won't record you, if you don't feel comfortable babygurl." He sucked on my nipples making my head fall backwards and my eyes roll in pleasure, digging my nails into his shoulder.

"Are you upset with me daddy?" I asked with a very low voice.

"Yes baby girl, very." He bit on my nipple making them hard as ever and me whine for mercy.

"Then you can record daddy."

"Are you sure princess?" He asked.

"Yes daddy." I confirmed. He quickly took my phone from my hand and handed me in a minute or two, and I noticed the screen recording was on. he bent forward taking his phone to do the same thing and set back in it's place within seconds. Once again I was visible on my screen and he spanked me harshly catching me off guard.

"One." I whimpered, I could already feel myself getting wet and dripping down the thighs. I was ready for another hit but it never came instead he trailed his finger along my slit, making me lose my mind and arch my back only burying his face more into my breasts, that made him groan. I expected him to slip his finger in my entrance but he spanked me hard once again.

"Two." I moaned and he continued his torture on me by sucking on my breasts and spanking both my ass cheeks one after the other giving me no time to breathe.

"Three four." I gasped for air, he removed my right breast from his mouth, not before taking my left breast in his mouth and biting it harshly.

"doing so good for daddy, my little whore, I'll think I'll move it to twenty for you since you're enjoying it." He moaned in my breasts.

"No daddy I'm so sorry." I whimpered but only to be met by another sharp slap of his on my backside. "Five" I counted. Soon enough 20, moved to 30 which further moved to 50. I had tears running down my face as I couldn't control anymore of his teasing, I just wanted his fingers and him inside me.

"Please daddy please." I requested as he pinched my bud roughly.

"aww just look at your red little glistening pussy, so red , please what baby?" He slapped my breasts, squeezing it harshly and kneading it.

"your fingers, I want your fingers inside me daddy, I want you inside me daddy." I moaned breathlessly, not being able to contain the euphoric feeling as he started running circles on my core in an extremely fast pace.

"You like it don't you, getting punished, getting spanked, so wet from all this, such a filthy little slut, like this baby?" He cockily asked as he pushed two fingers in me and started pumping in and out. Unconciously I tried to close my legs and I guess he noticed it because he further spread his knees which in turn spreaded mine and made me squirm while he continued pumping his fingers in me.

"Don't squirm, once again try to close your legs and I will stop" He roared as he started scissoring inside me with his fingers, not helping with the squirming at all, only getting me to squirm more and trying to close my legs.

"I said don't squirm you whore and what is that? you tried to close your legs." He growled taking out his fingers and spreading his legs to spread my legs even wider and a burning sensation erupted in my core from being streched out too much making me whimper.

"Please daddy I'm sorry, please I want your fingers inside me, please I promise I won't try to close my legs but it's really difficult to keep it open." I begged him to just put his fingers inside me and fuck me.

"You've really turned bratty you know, sorry babygurl but you'll be punished really hard this time. Not listening to daddy at all." He threatened. spreading his legs even more resulting me to cry his name out loud. He picked his coat and started rummaging through it, finally taking out his tie. Why does he even have a tie if he was wearing tshirt and a coat. He took the tie and tied it around my eyes like a blindfold making me arch my back repeatedly as he took my breast in his mouth. since my eyesight was closed off my ears perked up and I heard him shuffle around, he took phone from my hand and held both my hands behind my back tying it with a soft material, which now I guess was my underwear. He sat me down on the seat sideways, my back against his side and he pulled my knees to my chest. I was wondering what he was going to do when I heard the window descending and me getting wet from rain which was very harsh on my core, with every ounce of patience I tried not to squirm. Thankfully soon enough the window ascended up.

"Now listen to me babygirl, I'm gonna eat you out but before you're going to cum, you have to ask me okay?" He whispered in my ear, I nodded earning another slap on my core.

"Yes daddy." I moaned as he started rubbing circles on my clit once again. He shifted me away from him, lying me down on the seat to open my legs wide for himself.

"Oh so wet from me doll, I'm gonna eat you out so nicely." I could hear his smirk. He pinched my nipple with his thumb and forefinger and bit on my bud harshly, he entered in me with his tongue, lapping again and again in my walls, I locked my ankles behind his neck pushing him deep in me. I never knew how long somebody's finger could be until he entered his fingers in me straightaway hitting my g-spot making me a moaning mess below him. His tongue and fingers working ruthlessly in me until I felt a pressure in my lower abdomen making me pant.

"Daddy!" my eyes rolled back, not knowing anything while he curled his fingers in me removing his mouth from my core to attack my breasts, just increasing the pressure a lot more.

"Oh how daddy loves your breasts darling, so soft, wish I could have them in my mouth all day, you know how hard it is to resist myself when I see you like this under my control, all tied up, just waiting for daddy to pound into his little whore pussy." he kneaded one of my breasts as he sucked on the other one all while fingering me, sending my mind into a frenzy state.

"You feel the pressure in your stomach baby? that means you're going to cum" His voice dangerously calm but I knew he was onto something devilish.

"Yes daddy I feel it, I'm going to cum daddy." I moaned, the pressure growing even more when he scissored again inside me but suddenly everything stopped, his hands, his mouth, everything, leaving me frustrated and whining.

"Oh babygurl didn't think I'll let you cum this easily did you?" He laughed, holding my thighs apart to constraint me from creating any friction between them. Few minutes after the pressure in my stomach subsided and I was left horny, juices dripping to my thigh, he turned me around, my ass in the air, face squished into the leather seat and started eating me out, his hands never leaving my breasts. After a few more minutes of torturing I could feel a little pressure again in my stomach. He removed his tongue from me and pulled my ass cheeks apart, licking between them as I shoved my ass into his face for anything more he could do, which resulted in him licking my hole recklessly. He once again removed his face and pulled me towards him by squeezing my neck and jaw from the front.

"How are you doing babygurl, any pressure down here?" He asked, removing his hand from my neck and moving it further south to my core and inserting three fingers in me harshly, pumping at a very high pace while marking my neck.

"Yes daddy yes, I'm going to come daddy." I whined, pushing myself further more into his chest. He removed all three fingers from inside me only to push them in me again. I was gasping for air, as his pace increased even more than before. How is that even possible?

"daddy I'm going to cum, can I cum please?" I pleaded. My breasts bouncing with the movement in between my legs.

"hold on doll, I'm still not done with my pussy, and if you dare cum, things will only worsen." he curled his fingers in me, hitting my g-spot again and again, pressure building in my stomach reaching it's peak as I cum moaning daddy's name, my thighs trembling and my head fell backwards on daddy's shoulder. I knew he purposely did this because he wanted me to cum to increase my punishment.

"You didn't listen to daddy, daddy's going to pound in his hole and make you cum again and again until he's not done with you, ought to teach you some manners." he growled. He set me against the seat and I heard his belt clunk and his zipper moving meaning now he was going to fuck me senseless until I see stars. He undid his tie and my panties from around my eyes and hands. When I turned to him, he only smirked. I was beyond scared and excited for what coming next.

"Out!" He demanded and I sat their confused. "out of the car my cute little whore" He opened the door ushering me out. It was still raining heavily making me shiver. I stood there getting wet before his further instructions.

"On the car's hood baby." He got out after 10 mins or so with his belt and tie in hands. I quickly shuffled infront of the car to see him already on the boot, giving himself a few pumps. "Come on move your ass quickly." He demanded. I climbed onto the car and sat beside him.

"On my dick baby." He held his dick and aligned himself with me. "Sit down baby." He cooed but I knew very well the devil was soon going to unleash. I sit down on him and tried to keep my legs in between so he couldn't spread it but unluckily he caught on and set my knees on the either side of his knees spreading wide open until I cried out loud and held onto him once again.

"Oh baby I know, it's ok." He hushed and picked his belt and tie and tied my ankles with his legs only spreading them further, making me shout in pain.

"Ride me baby, I wanna feel your bouncing tits on my face." He kept a hand on my waist stimulating me to ride him. He started agonizingly slow, grinding me on him every now and then, making me go mad and loose my common sense.

"Faster daddy, faster." I moaned making him groan, he spread his legs further, taking mine with his too. "aahh daddy no." I whined and he held my waist and started making me ride him faster. He spanked me, only increasing the pressure while my breast in his mouth.

"daddy I'm gonna cum." I started nearing my third orgasm of the day, afraid to be denied.

"Cum baby cum, you're not gonna stop cumming until I'm gonna cum, oh god how I wished I could record you." he groaned. I felt my walls squeezing him, making him throw his head back, his nails digging into my waist, my legs started trembling and I released. Just as I released he picked up his pace and streched his legs, it felt like I could rip apart anytime from being this wide open. I felt the pressure build again it was not minutes before I released again. He quickly untied both our legs and rolled us over. He pounded in me remorselessly with rain having no mercy either. I needed something to hold on, so I held onto his back, surely leaving scratches there. Only thing that could be heard in the moment was us moaning, skin slapping against each other and rain, as I came down from another high. God! sometimes how much I hate his self control, he could last for hours and he did. I released about countless times but he was still nowhere near.

"Please daddy I'm so sorry, please cum daddy." I whined and he pounded into my overly sensitive clit. Once again I released, shrieking, but this time I was not the only one, daddy released too. He filled me with his cum as he rested his head on my shoulder while I pushed out his wet hair from his eyes. He pulled out of me and rested on his side pulling me close to his chest. after a few more minutes of resting on the hood of the car, he got down, and picked me up bridal style and headed inside the car. I winced as he set me down, laying me on the seat and quickly got in.

"You did so good princess, so good for daddy." He kissed me on the lips and picked up my shirt. He started cleaning me, he cleaned my face, jaw, neck moving to my breasts doing nothing sensual but cleaning me and then moving to lower part. He cleaned between my legs as I could feel his breath on my core, he left a quick kiss there and moved down further cleaning my legs. He again held me up as he dressed me into his tshirt and underwear when I winced.

"What is it babygirl?" He asked taking his hands in mine.

"It's paining down there." I muttered looking down.

"So sorry princess must be really sensitive." He laid me down, removed my panties and blew some air on my pussy making me shudder and close my legs.

"It's ok baby I'm just gonna blow some air so it feels good." He opened my legs and blew on my pussy for a couple of minutes before closing my legs and letting me rest.

He quickly dried himself up, wore his boxers and laid himself on me, only to flip us, so now I was on top with my face in the crook of his neck as he held me closer to him with his hand rubbing my back.

"I'm sorry if I was too hard on you baby." daddy whispered from below me.

"It's fine daddy." I replied and kissed him on his neck because it was closest to me.

"Couldn't help it darling, all night you were looking so pretty, all I wanted to do was show you how pretty you were." He mumbled against my lips, making me turn beet red and burst out giggling. "My cute little babygirl." He kissed me on the lips and then my forehead. Feeling content in each others arms we fell asleep.

I told you I wasn't lying when I said it was kinky shit.

Requests are open if you want anything specific, I write oned smut so yeah.

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say-narry · 2 years ago

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Christmas' gift

notas da autora: voces pensaram que nao teriam one do louis esse ano, né? Ver a família Tomlinson reunida me da um quentinho no coração, então, resolvi escrever um pouquinho sobre eles. Qualquer comentário ruim sobre qualquer um dos membros da família não será respondido. Estou tentando melhorar as cenas hots, me digam o que acharam e no que eu posso melhorar :D

Contagem de palavras: ~2k

Avisos: conteúdo sexual, sexo desprotegido (não façam isso!), palavrões.

Personagens: louis!marido x leitora!esposa

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— Ele simplesmente caiu no sono. - Murmurei vendo Freddie resonar em cima de mim.

Era noite véspera de Natal e aniversário de Louis. Estávamos em Doncaster na casa de Lottie, a família Tomlinson resolveu fazer a festa aqui esse ano, já que no último ano havia sido na nossa casa.

Todos estavam conversando logo após seguirem suas tradições como usar pijamas iguais, comer biscoitos confeitados e dar presentes para as crianças.

Eles são a família que eu nunca tive, eu simplesmente amo fazer parte disso.

— Pensei que ele ficaria correndo pra lá e pra cá a noite inteira. – Louis comentou enquanto finalizava sua cerveja.

Seus dedos acariciavam os cabelos macios do filho, os bracinhos de Freddie me apertaram mais ainda enquanto ele ajeitava o rosto pouco acima dos meus seios.

Por mais que o garoto já estivesse grande, nos momentos em família e longe de tudo, ele era o bebê do papai… E meu também.

Desde que eu havia começado meu relacionamento com Louis há alguns anos, Freddie e eu nos demos bem e quando ele passava esse tempo conosco, ele ficava manhoso, mas não de um jeito ruim, ele amava ser o centro das atenções do pai dele.

Eu não julgava, pois sabia como era difícil ter que dividir o pai dele com o resto do mundo boa parte do tempo.

— Ele comeu muitos doces, mas a busca pelo Papai Noel o cansou com toda certeza.

— A busca e o ciúmes. – Louis deixou um beijo na cabeça do menino e um na minha bochecha.

Louis estava sentado virado para o meu lado no sofá, Lottie estava amamentando Lucky em uma das poltronas próxima a nós, as gêmeas haviam colocado Ernest e Doris pra dormir assim que os avós deles se recolheram e agora estavam vendo sobre as fotos que postariam. Mark e Lewis conversavam sobre golfe enquanto finalizavam os respectivos drinks.

— Ciúmes? – Perguntei.

— Do primo. De você com o primo. Do primo comigo. – Louis comentou e arqueou as sombrancelhas como se fosse óbvio.

Revezei meu olhar entre ele e Lottie que concordou com a cabeça apontando pra Lucky.

— Sério? Eu não percebi isso… Estava tão animada em ver vocês com os presentes, comendo o bolo de aniversário, que não prestei atenção.

— Quando você estava com Lucky no colo, Freddie chegou a largar o brinquedo e fechou a cara que nem meu irmão. – Lottie me respondeu e eu fiz uma careta.

— Eu realmente não percebi, pensei que ele já havia acostumado a não ser o nosso único bebê… Mas ele sobre ele fechar a cara com ciúmes, pensei que era algo natural dos Tomlinsons.

Pisquei pra minha cunhada que riu baixinho e Louis deu o dedo, ergui a sombrancelha como se estivesse ficado brava e ele ficou sem graça.

— Desculpe, amor. Força do hábito.

Eu ri concordando e ajeitando meu entiado.

Nos despedimos do pessoal que ainda estava acordado, Freddie ainda estava no meu colo, seus braços presos no meu pescoço e suas pernas enroladas na minha cintura.

Abri a porta do quarto lentamente já que Doris e Ernest já estavam dormindo ali.

Deitei o garotinho na cama e o cobri, deixando um beijinho na cabeça dele. Louis seguiu meus passos fazendo o mesmo.

Passei pelos meus cunhados mais novos e também ajeitei os cobertores.

Fui para meu quarto e depois pro banheiro, escovando os dentes. Louis me acompanhou enquanto via as fotos que as gêmeas haviam enviado no grupo da família.

Coloquei um pijama mais confortável e mais grosso pois a nevasca nessa noite seria intensa.

Enquanto eu ajeitava meu suéter pra por nos meu braços, senti as mãos geladas e um pouco umidas passarem pelas minhas costelas e cruzando na minha barriga.

— Outro presente de aniversário, uh? - Ouvi Louis soltar um risinho sacana enquanto uma mão entrava na minha calcinha e a outra apertava um dos meus seios.

Fechei meus olhos e abaixei meus braços. Afastei um pouco minhas pernas sentindo os dedos de Louis massagearem levemente meu ponto.

— Amor… eu já te dei seu presente de a-aniversário. – Ronronei enquanto sentia o pau endurecido de Louis roçando atrás de mim.

— Por favor, amor? Uh? – Foi a vez de Louis ronronar, seus beijos sendo distribuídos no meu pescoço.

Uma brisa bateu em nós, fazendo meu corpo inteiro arrepiar de frio e como um estalo na minha cabeça, abri meus olhos e voltei a fechar as pernas.

— Estou com frio, baby… – Estiquei meus braços e coloquei o suéter escuro que Lottie havia me presenteado.

Me virei de frente para Louis e percebi suas pupiladas dilatadas e apenas um fino círculo azul de suas iris em volta.

Olhei pra baixo rapidamente e Louis ainda estava excitado e a marca em sua calça de moletom denunciava isso.

— Você vai me negar a fazer amor comigo, S/n? – As mãos de Louis continuavam no meu quadril, seu tom de voz era de indignação. – No meu aniversário?

— Tecnicamente, é aniversário de Jesus, o seu foi ontem. – Joguei meus braços na lateral do pescoço de Louis e o encarei com a sombrancelha direita arqueada.

Louis deu seu famoso sorriso fofo que sua fanbase enlouquecia quando ele dava, mas com certeza ele estava pensando em uma resposta muito boa, eu sabia que ele não se abalaria pela minha brincadeira.

Me pus nas pontas dos pés e dei um selinho tentando desmanchar seu sorriso e até que funcionou.

Louis aprofundou o beijo e eu suspirei, senti uma de suas mãos segurar meu rosto enquanto seu corpo impulsionou o meu para a cama. Fomos caminhando aos tropeços, beijos e risadas. Dei um pulinho e sentei na enorme cama do quarto, Louis ficou entre minhas pernas e se esticou em cima de mim mantendo os braços como escoras.

— Tudo bem, vamos dormir. – Mais um selinho foi dado e Louis saiu de cima de mim.

Novamente, arqueei minha sombrancelha, ele havia desistido facilmente? Muito estranho.

Louis bateu a mão no interruptor e apenas os abajures, um de cada lado da cama, iluminaram o quarto.

Me ajeitei na cama, mas ainda desconfiada da desistência dele. Dobrei o lençol para que Louis se cobrisse mais facilmente.

Pelas sombras e pela movimentação na cama, não demorou muito pra que meu marido se juntasse a mim. Resolvi adiantar o processo e tirei minha calça acompanhada da minha calcinha ficando apenas com o suéter. Virei de lado, ansiosa pra ver a reação de Louis e para o meu alívio, ele me abraçou se tornando a concha maior.

Ele nos cobriu e era possível ouvir apenas nossas respirações e o vento rebatendo contra as janelas.

Eu ainda conseguia sentir o membro de Louis contra minha bunda e agora de alguma forma, eu também estava excitada.

— Meu amor… - Balancei minha bunda contra excitação de Louis, que soltou um suspiro pesado.

— Você está molhada não está, querida? – A voz de Louis saiu rouca, sua mão agarrou meu quadril e me ajudou a me mover contra ele.

Apenas acenei com a cabeça mesmo estando pouco iluminado. A mão de Louis deixou meu quadril e entrou por baixo do meu suéter, seus dedos brincaram com os meus mamilos endurecidos pelo frio e pela excitação.

— Eu sei que está, meu amor, não precisa responder. Minha garota atrevida agora precisa de mim? – Os lábios de Louis que estavam bem próximos da minha orelha, agora estavam distribuindo beijos pelo meu pescoço novamente me fazendo involuntariamente fechar os olhos.

Ainda de lado, Louis deu dois tapinhas rápidos no meu quadril como uma sinalização para que eu parasse. Seus lábios não desgrudaram do meu pescoço, mas eu podia sentir uma movimentação atrás de mim, com certeza era Louis se livrando da parte debaixo do moletom.

— Seja uma boa garota e abra um pouco as pernas, sim? – Louis pediu e eu obedeci, sentindo seu pau invadir e esticar minhas paredes internas. Seu pau quente sendo envolvido pela minha buceta era simplesmente gostoso demais.

A sensação deliciosa me fez puxar o edredom que nos cobria, uma forma de preencher o meu abraço já que Louis estava atrás de mim e também, uma maneira de abafar os gemidos causados pela sensação boa de te-lo dentro de mim.

— Tão gostoso seu pau dentro de mim, amor… Tão bom… – O braço de Louis apertou ainda mais minha cintura com o meu comentário, seu peito colado nas minhas costas e seu quadril batendo implacável contra mim.

— Você gosta, não é? Gosta de se sentir cheia com meu pau? – Sentia meu pescoço suar com os suspiros e beijos de Louis, e eu concordei rapidamente – Que tal darmos um irmão para o nosso garoto, uh? Quero te encher, S/n… Posso gozar dentro? Você vai ser a mamãe do meu bebê?

Um arrepiou grandioso passou por todo meu corpo, a sensação era tão avassaladora que eu não pensei muito além de concordar. Eu fazia controle de natalidade desde sempre, mas já estávamos casados há alguns anos e com certeza ver o bebê de Lottie, despertou isso em Louis.

— Me responda, amor!? – Louis desascelerou suas estocadas e eu revirei os olhos, ele batia contra mim de forma lenta e torturante – Vamos dar um irmão ao Freddie? Uh? Você vai ficar tão linda grávida do nosso bebê, eu vou ser o homem mais feliz desse mundo…

— Sim, amor… Por favor, o que você quiser, mais por favor… – Choraminguei um pouco mais alto enquanto senti uma das mãos de Louis abandonar meu quadril, afastar um pouco minhas pernas e começar a acaricias com as pontas dos dedos meu clítoris.

— Já entendi, gatinha… Fique quietinha pra não acordar a casa toda… – Seus dedos circulavam meu ponto sensível, minha perna levantada tremia, Louis passou o braço que estava apoiado na cama por baixo de mim e sua mão agarrou meu pescoço apertando um pouco.

Meus olhos fecharam fortemente adorando o misto de sensações. Minha unhas pefuraram o edredom enquanto meu corpo ondulava contra o de Louis. Seus gemidos baixos me faziam querer chorar de prazer. Senti meus músculos internos apertarem contra o membro de Louis, meu corpo tremia pela excitação, agora eu estava mais aquecida do que nunca.

Mais duas ou três estocadas, Louis soltou um gemido longo no meu ouvido e senti seu quadril entrar em espasmos, logo o líquido quente e espesso ser atirado dentro de mim.

— Porra… porra… – Os dedos de Louis pararam por alguns segundos e logo voltaram ao trabalho. – Goze pra mim, amor, goza no meu pau!? Sim?

Mordi meus lábios quando senti um tremor no pé da minha barriga e a sensação de relaxamento rebater contra os meus sentidos.

— Minha boa garota… – Louis ainda estava dentro de mim e não parecia querer sair tão cedo. Deitei minha cabeça contra ele, minha visão estava um pouco turva mas eu iria superar. Nós dois estávamos ofegantes. – Tão linda, tão minha… Eu te amo tanto…

— Muito quente, amor… – Meu corpo estava mole e meus sentidos bagunçados.

Louis pareceu entender e me ajudou a tirar o suéter, meu corpo estremeceu novamente devido a temperatura do quarto que estava quente, mas não tanto quanto meu corpo.

Soltei um longo suspiro sentindo Louis nos desconectando, era uma sensação estranha, literalmente um vazio dentro de mim. Ele puxou os grossos cobertores pra cima de nós. Eu conseguia sentir nossos líquidos saindo de mim, mas eu definitivamente não tinha forças pra limpar agora, eu só queria ficar o mais próxima possível do meu marido.

— Lou… – Gemi – Fica aqui? Por favor?

— Claro, meu amor. Só estou nos cobrindo porque não quero que a mãe do meu bebê fique resfriada.

Louis me abraçou novamente por trás, me aconcheguei nele sentindo a levedura vinda do seu corpo, um sorriso nasceu no meu rosto ao imaginar mais um bebê na família.

— Você realmente quer ter um bebê comigo? – Virei meu rosto tentando olha-lo mesmo com pouca luz.

Por mais que já fôssemos casados, eu ainda era um pouco insegura. Louis viajava o tempo todo, obviamente muitas pessoas por ai eram melhores do que eu.

— Todos que você quiser ter comigo, amor. Vai ser meu presente de Natal adiantado do próximo ano! – Ele beijou a ponta do meu nariz – Mas, você vai ter que ajudar com o senhor ciúmes…

Soltei um risinho, concordando com a cabeça.

— Não fale assim do nosso garoto, eu tenho certeza que ele vai ser um ótimo irmão mais velho.

— Sim, estou brincando. - Louis deu o sorriso fofo novamente, eu acariciei seu cabelo e me virei de frente pra ele, encaixando meu rosto entre seu ombro e pescoço. – Feliz Natal, querida.

— Feliz Natal, meu amor. E feliz aniversário, de novo.