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rafestar · 2 years ago

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WICKED GAMES | Drew Starkey

WARNINGS: +18 smut, extreme domination, crawling, public sex, unprotected sex, dirty talking, name calling.

SUMMARY: the night after the obx premiere gets a little wild…

A/N: english isn’t my first language so be polite. if there’s any mistakes, i will gladly welcome any advice or help, enjoy♡

"You are coming?" Madelyn asked.

We just got off the Outer Banks premiere, which was a hit.

"No, we're fine" Drew replied giving the others a smile.

"Come on man, you're gonna miss one of our best parties," Austin gloated.

"Exactly," Madelyn added.

Drew gave me a look, which I fully understand, so it was my turn to get us out of here. "Really guys, I think I'm feeling a bit sick."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Madelyn hugged me. “We will send pics and videos”

“It’s okay, enjoy”

The guys started bragging our names as Drew and I got into his car. We could go in a limo, but we wanted peace and to be alone.

We both like this, we like our jobs, but at the end, it ends up being exhausting.

The paparazzi are soon pulling out their cameras and pointing at us as Drew drives out.

When we're finally clear of the entire crowd, Drew snaps me out of my trance by placing a hand on my inner thigh.

"How do you feel?" He asks.

"Happy, really. I missed being all together."

Drew smiles, he has seen me happy, and that makes him happy. “I think the same, but now… We have time for ourselves”

He massages my thigh as I feel my core blossom. He knows how to get me horny with just words, that's his magic.

"Mr. Starkey? Are you trying to get me wet while you drive?"

His fingers move up my thigh until they touch my underwear. "It's not my fault you're wet already"

My cheeks blush at his words. "Nasty, very"

"That's how you love me" Drew looks at me for a second with his mischievous smile before looking back at the road.

We continue our journey to our apartment in Los Angeles.

We have been together for approximately two years, and a year ago we made the decision to live together.

That has turned into wonderful morning sex, sex before nap, sex after, sex in the shower, in the bathtub too, and exciting night sex.

That's what happens when you put two hot asses together. But proud of it.

We arrived, and greeted the doorman innocently. We move to the elevator, and Drew immediately pounces on me.

He grabs me by the thighs as his lips sweeten with mine. Our scents of alcohol and cigs, along with a sweet touch of both, create that explosion that makes me melt.

He holds me tight against the elevator wall and I can feel the hardness of him against my thigh, I shift a little and that's when I feel him in my core. A guttural moan scrapes from my throat, but melts between kisses.

"You're a whore, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am," I gasped.

"So say it, say you're my whore"

Drew's wet kisses trail down to the exposed skin of my neck, taking little bites and licks.

"I am, I'm your whore"

The "ding" sound of the elevator, causes us to stop our actions, but Drew doesn't put me down, instead, he hoists me onto his shoulder and heads to our door.

I am thankful that there was no neighbor.

Drew opens the door and sets me down as we enter. After closing it, he turns licking his lower lip towards me.

I slowly start to remove my heels but before I can, Drew stops me. "No, take off everything except your heels"

I let out a tremendous sigh at his demand. “Drew, my feet are killing me and…”

"I didn’t ask"

"But…"

"I said, take off everything except your heels"

I knew that it was no use for me to fight, so I obeyed. Gently, I lower the straps of my dress, which was tight, so my breasts bounce a little when i released it.

Drew follows all my movements with his gaze and I see how his pupils dilate when they stop on my breasts. I like to see how he wants me, he is an expert in demonstrating it with just his eyes.

My dress finally falls to the floor, and I take a small step to get completely out of it.

I stand still in front of him, just inches away.

"That too" he raises his head a little, looking at my underwear.

My fingers hook into the fine lace fabric, and I seductively slide it down my legs.

Drew moves closer to me, and my nipples brush against his expensive suit.

I'm not going to lie, it intimidates me, and at the same time turns me on, the fact of being completely naked in front of him, while he is wearing all his clothes. He makes me feel innocent, although not that much, but just available to him to do whatever he wants with me.

Dropping my eyes, I cringed, flinching surprisingly when his hand gripped my jaw from below and lifted my head so our tones were forced to meet.

"Get on your knees." I complied without him having to tell me twice.

What surprised me was how he began to walk away from me to the balcony. He opened the curtain and the moonlight didn't take long to hit my pupils.

He stepped out into the night and leaned against the metal railing. "Crawl for me"

"Sorry?" I said, ironically.

Drew crossed his arms, raising his eyebrows.

"Didn't you hear?"

“Of course I heard,” I snapped, “but what do you think I'm for…”

"If I remember correctly," he spoke gracefully, "you made it very clear to me that you were a whore."

My eyes widened in shock.

"Specifically, my whore"

I remained blank for a few seconds. Not know what to do. Should i..?

"So like the good whore that you are, get your ass over here and let me fuck you how I want."

His harsh, cold tone sent a chill down my spine, but I had no choice but to obey.

My hands touched the cold wood of the apartment, and just like that, I started to move.

Deftly I started forward, moving my hips from side to side every time my legs took a step. I walked out of the room and smiled in amusement when I heard Drew swear under his breath. I could feel his gaze on me.

Drew radiated with lust.

He helped me to my feet before turning quickly in a fury towards the railing. The cold metal crashed against my hips.

Looking outside, I felt intimidated by the fact that someone would see us.

Drew brushed against me, “do you feel it? do you feel what you do to me?”

His hand pressed against my neck and the hardness of him felt big and erect, and I couldn't help but grind my hips into him. He cursed in my ear, and his hot breath raised the hairs on the back of my neck.

His tongue moistened my lobe and while still holding my neck, his other hand came down to my privacy, rubbing slowly on my clit while he silently opened his mouth.

Two of his fingers entered me and I couldn't help but squirm and arch my back.

Drew's knee came between his legs, spreading them further apart as his hand stroked hard up to my clit, rubbing it with inordinate force.

My head fell back, letting my hair fall down my back as my mouth dropped open. "Shit, shit, shit…"

My words matched each of his blows and when I thought he was about to make me release. He stopped.

I could barely breathe. My teeth were chattering and I felt a huge emptiness as Drew pulled his fingers from me.

I started to feel frustrated. I liked the games. I could put up with Drew wanting to have fun with me. But there was a certain point where I couldn't stand it.

My core ached more than usual from holding in my orgasm.

Tears began to flow down my cheeks, and an unexpected cry came from me when I felt his cold hand against my ass.

My chest tightened and I turned my head over my shoulder, watching Drew begin to unbutton his pants. Playfully, I pulled my hips back even further, letting his hand brush the skin of my thighs.

He smiled, and when he lowered his boxers I could feel the length of his slam against me.

Drew stepped closer, and in one smooth motion he put his hand in front of me, opening my mouth as he inserted two fingers into it.

I felt my eyes mist over but I looked at him.

My arousal increasing by the second.

"Spit, love," he commanded, sliding his fingers out of my mouth.

I did, leaving his fingers soaked. Drew lowered her hand to her length, pumping and lubricating her as he slid it between my cheeks.

I gasped as he began to insert it, in a manner so slow, it caused all my senses to fall apart in seconds. The waiting made me want him even more and I knew it was killing me.

Our bodies came together. Drew gasped in my ear and pulled away from me. I felt my body yearn for him and just when I thought he was going to leave me, he hit me again.

His fingers dug into my hips, pulling with momentum so he could thrust harder. The sound of our bodies colliding made my pleasure spread.

The blow of his skin against my clit made me moan even more.

I moved my hips and there was a minute our blows met, making us both gasp as my walls pressed against him.

I could barely brace my hands against the railing, and I gathered my strength to keep my knees from buckled as Drew pushed against me, my belly colliding with the metal in burning pain.

“Damn, Y/N…” he growled, bringing his hands up to my waist to lower my body against his.

For a split second, my eyes snapped open, and I could see a man looking out of his window.

"Drew…"

"Let him, let him look"

I contracted with his words.

"After all, everyone can look, but i’m the only one who gets to touch you”

His blows were harder and my moans bounced off the streets of Los Angeles.

My hand tightened against the railing and Drew tugged at my hair. We were both at our limit.

"Let me cum inside you" he moaned. "Let me put a fucking child inside you"

I wasn't able to vocalize words, so I shook my head in a quick nod.

His hand went down to my clit, rubbing in frustration. Drew contracted inside me and my walls did the same, until I felt it.

His thrusts slowed down and were just tired blows, and yet, they managed to make me reach my peak.

Arousal coursed through my veins, and I felt my legs wobble.

Drew grabbed me on my knees bridal style, and led me to our bed. He gently lowered me to the sheets.

"Wait here," he said.

Exhaustion and sweat emerged from my insides. I felt our fluids together crying down my legs, and I loved the feeling.

Soon, Drew came back and grabbed me again leading us to the bathroom. Next to him, we both stretched out in the bubble-filled tub. The warmth of the water relaxed my muscles, and Drew began massaging me.

"I'm sorry if I've been harsh"

"It’s okay, I liked it" my cheeks flush red when I turn my neck to look at him.

I give him a kiss on his full lips, "I love you"

"I love you more"

♡

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