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My deflowering || Steven Grant x Reader (First Person POV)

Summary: After dating Steven for a few months, you felt needy and so you decided - the next time he wants to have some fun with you, you'll let him have whatever he craved for so long

Word count: ~ 2420

Rating: explicit (+18)

Warnings: smut (deflowering + 69)

Authors: Fenrir & Rouge

It was a mutual feeling - we were both nervous as hell, but ready to move forward. It had been on my mind for a while, but I had been too worried about getting it right because this was going to be my first time.

Steven was the man of my dreams - he was smart, he made me laugh like no one else, he was sexy, and he was serious when he needed to be. Adding to his charming personality was his passion for history.

We took things slowly. Kissing and petting took up a great deal of his time, which made me want him even more. Even so, we continued slowly; after all, I was a few years younger than him, and Steven claimed: "there is no need to rush things." I appreciated his desire for me to get ready, without pressuring me. I admired him deeply.

My favorite part of the day was lying in bed with him; I loved being cradled in his strong, caring arms. It was comforting to feel his body against mine. His heat warmed my heart and ignited a fire in me that I had never experienced before.

The first time Steven laid hands on me will always be a memory of the first time we started using our tongues to please one another. While watching a movie at his place, I felt the familiar tingling between my legs. As the wet spot rapidly grew between my thighs, I moved around in my seat, growing uncomfortable.

My heart melted when he asked, "What's wrong?"

His tone was soothing, making me want him even more. While biting my bottom lip, I glanced at him and then threw my best bedroom eye at him. His face lit up like he had just won the lottery. Steven knew I was horny; with the growing bulge I could feel pressing against my leg, I knew he was getting there too.

He asked in a tone of voice different from normal; his soft caring tone had now turned deep and rushed. "Is my little Y/N horny?"

"Yes." I laid back down, giggling a little. "What are you going to do about it?"

As he lowered his lips to meet mine, he smiled. His feather soft caresses sent bolts of electricity through my skin as soon as our lips touched. A deep moan escaped me as he rubbed my nipples through the fabric of my shirt and bra, causing them to harden almost instantly. To remove clothes from my upper body, I pushed him off a bit.

Likewise, he stripped down to his now tight boxer shorts. Standing straight, he scanned my body with his eyes.

As I licked my lips and silently beckoned him towards me, Steven could see my chest heaving up and down. Grant obeyed, as he always does, and he bent down once more to kiss me.

Though this time the kiss was deeper, more passionate and desperate; our tongues met and danced together as I grabbed a large tuft of his hair between my fingers and tugged on it ever-so-lightly while we made out.

Steven's hand made its way up my body once more, searching for, and finding, my erected nipple, after what seemed like an eternity of innocent bliss. He rubbed it a little. In the process, he placed his leg over mine and slowly rubbed his very erect cock against my trembling leg.

When he put his head against my neck, grinding a bit harder, Steven let out a soft moan into my ear; his hot breath filling me, claiming me as his own - making me crave that same breath on and around my pussy. My words were breathless and drawn out, "Go down on me."

He raised his head and looked me in the eye. "Are you sure, babe?"

I simply nodded; I had known all along that I wanted his head to be buried between my thighs but had been too timid to come out and say it.

Steven smirked mischievously and kissed me down my neck, along my collarbone, and over my breasts as he descended. In addition to licking, kissing and biting my nipples, he also made me even wetter, so much so that I could feel dribbling down my thighs.

With his kisses reaching my belly button, I was filled with the most intense lust and craving for sexual pleasure I had ever experienced. Steven was closer than ever to tasting what he was doing to me as my clit throbbed to the beat of my heart. My legs tensed up as he made his way over my hip, and my knees locked. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my body, making my heart skip several beats at once.

With a smile plastered across his face, Steven said, "Y/N, calm down. Let me actually get to your pussy before you cum."

I blushed crimson red. I was embarrassed, but he took it as a sign of how much I wanted him.

I looked deep into his love-struck eyes as I smiled innocently. My left hand touched the back of his head as I urged him to continue, which he did immediately.

My eyes closed as his soft lips continued to caress my skin, his tongue making brief appearances along my body.

As he worked lower and lower, kissing around but not touching my pussy, I rolled fully onto my back and let out a soft moan. My legs were forced to open by his kisses, albeit by magic.

His tongue darted across my goosebumps-covered thighs, then across my knee. For a moment, he looked up at me. His face was flushed, and his eyes were filled with lust and craving for my body. "I love you," Steven whispered into the soft flesh of my thigh, as he pressed his lips there.

I changed my deep breaths into words. I replied, "I love you too."

His kisses reached up to my pussy, still covered in my lacy panties, and his tongue writhed around to stroke my tender skin throught the fabric. Each of his tongue strokes brought me closer and closer to orgasm, and I knew that once his mouth was upon my wet, swollen clit, I wouldn't be able to contain myself.

Steven’s skilled fingers easily pushed the material of my panties aside as he began to rub and stroke my pussy lips as if on cue. As my juices soaked into his fingers, he made them slippery and moist. Despite his teasing and his attempt to get me to ask for release, I would not. As he continued to touch my wet pussy, he parted its lips and rubbed my wet slit. He ran his finger all around my clit without touching it. Each time he neared, I arched my back and exhaled sharply.

He made me cum because I couldn't take this constant, cruel teasing any longer. I wanted to feel his tongue probe my warm, wet, tight pussy. I wanted him to carefully slide his fingers inside me and rub my sensitive spot. I wanted him to want me just as much as I wanted him.

After placing my hands over his hair, I gently pressed his face against my pussy before he could protest. "I just want your tongue to touch my aching pussy so badly."

I felt as he propped himself up on his elbows; I thought that he didn't want to continue. It was as if he just wanted to leave me there panting and slick with my own release.

"I know, Y/N. I need you just as much." And with that Steven knelt on his knees, his very erect penis gleefully escaping the fabric of his boxers as Grant pushed them down his legs. His dick popped out and stood at full attention; his head purple and slick with salty, pre-cum, throbbing already. It too craved contact.

I asked shyly, "Can you touch it for me?" It's always been a great thrill for me to see Steven touching himself; I loved seeing his eyes closed tightly as his hand worked back and forth across his shaft. I enjoyed the loud animalistic noises he made any time he was about to cum. Mostly, though, I loved watching the jets of thick, white cum erupting from his quivering member. It was thrilling to see him jerk every last drop out, as well as the shudders that lasted for a long time after he had climaxed.

Seeing me touching myself, Steven smiled and permitted me to do so. As he sat on his knees, he moved his hand over to his cock. As his hand touched the shaft, he grunted.

Hearing and seeing this sent me into a sensory overload. After grabbing hold of my clit, my fingers began working on it. I rubbed it in small circles, flicked and pinched it as Steven instructed, and my body climbed ever higher toward the summit. Whenever I hit that particularly sensitive spot of my clit, where the hood didn't cover it, he could tell I was close by the beads of sweat that formed on my forehead.

"That's it baby," He urged. "Cum for me, little kitten." His pet-calling was driving me insane, and he knew that. He knew how much I enjoyed being called all those sweet nicknames. That I was here for no other purpose than to satisfy his every need, that I was only here to make him feel good.

"Who's my dirty, little kitten?" Grant asked. When I didn't respond right away, he asked me again, this time his tone was much firmer and erotic. "I asked, who is my dirty, little kitten?"

"I am." I replied, panting hard as I crept closer to climax.

As he began to move his hand over his cock more quickly, he smiled. Steven tilted his head forward and thrust his hips, he whispered, "I'm close, Y/N."

I decided to try something we hadn't done before in order not to waste that hot load. "How about a sixty-nine?" I asked shyly, a blush covering my cheeks.

Steven laid comfortably on the bed, waiting for me to straddle his face.

My legs trembled and I immediately sat up and pulled my panties down, throwing them aside. My knee went over his head as I straddled him as gently as I could, letting out a tiny moan.

Then he dove right in. As I moved my hips to match his rhythm, he began lapping at my juices, his strong hands kneading the flesh of my ass.

It was the first time anyone had ever put their head between my thighs, and I was drooling. Having his tongue move over my clit, sending me to the edge of an orgasmic trance was the best feeling I had ever experienced. He filled me up just enough with his fingers. Whenever he touched me, every part of my body tensed and shook. The feeling was divine. I rolled my head back and moaned his name loudly, playing a little with my breasts.

When I opened my eyes, I saw his hard member throbbing. I leaned down and hungrily took as much as I could into my mouth. Even though it made me gag at first, I wanted it all. As good as he was making me feel, I wanted to make him feel the same. I stroked his balls with my free hand, making him moan into my pussy; the vibrations tickled it.

On his cock, I bobbed my head back and forth, savouring the taste of his precum. I could feel his balls tensing up in my hand as he began slipping his tongue into my core. "Baby, I'm gonna cum." Steven soon breathed through my pussy, making me go crazy.

When I continued to visualize him spurting that gorgeous cum that I was about to swallow for the first time today, the familiar tingling in my clit began. I let go of his balls and grabbed his hips, pulling his cock fully into my mouth. I began pushing his cock balls-deep in and out of my mouth.

Like a tidal wave hitting the shore, the first wave of ecstasy swept over me. I felt numb throughout my whole body, and it took me away from myself. As my clit became too sensitive to touch, I kept grinding my pussy against his face.

He pulled away from me and pushed me off of him.

I asked breathlessly, "What are you doing?" I anticipated tasting his delicious cum. When he spoke, I sat up.

'Lay down, kitten. Today you are going to be full.” And with that, he planted a large, soft kiss directly on my lips.

I loved being able to taste myself on his tongue. It was sweet, salty, and almost bitter.

With his knee, Steven separated my legs and positioned himself between them, rubbing his throbbing member against my entrance.

Having craved it for so long, I was panting at that point.

As if waiting for my permission, Steven looked straight into my eyes.

Nodding my head, I instinctively grabbed the sheets and began to fist them.

I was slick enough for him to slide in me easily. My head rolled back as I cried his name, barely breathing. "Oh my God, Steven!"

Steven leaned forward and closed my lips with a kiss.

I had no choice but to moan loudly, fisting the sheets beneath me as he rocked his hips back and forth, stretching my pussy. Soon, I was a moaning mess beneath his strong body.

He kept on steady pace, pushing himself fully in me, slowly and carefully to not hurt me in any way, grunting and cursing from time to time. His head leaned down and he caught one of my nipples between his teeth.

I was tight enough to drive him crazy pretty quickly.

Soon, his hips stuttered, his grunts became louder and Steven pulled out of me, cumming all over my abdomen with a final, roaring grunt. He laid down beside me and we both took time to recover; he was shuddering and still breathing like he had just run a marathon.

I was there, nuzzling to his broad chest, inhaling his scent and shaking all over my body after having the very first intercourse in my life. I was so happy he was the one to deflower me. I trusted him with my life; I knew he would never hurt me. But most of all, Steven Grant was the man I loved dearly.

“I love you for who you are” || Steven Grant x Reader

Summary: As you look for a new dress, you make Steven all hot for you. When you get home, you may discover just how horny he's become

Rating: explicit! (+18) 

Warnings: unprotected sex, Khonshu & Marc being slightly mean to Steven 🥺

Word count: circa 3500

Pairing: Steven Grant & Reader

Authors: Fenrir & Cass

You carefully examined the dresses that you chose. Finding the right one wasn't easy. Thus far, you have selected a few, but that's all. All you needed was a dress that would be suitable for warm weather. Fortunately, you weren't alone. Since you couldn't pick just one, you enlisted the help of your boyfriend who happened to be in the store with you at the time.

As most would describe Steven, he was an oddball, but you loved him just as much as he loved you. "Steven, I can't just pick one dress. I have an idea!"

He found himself hating shopping with you to the brim, not because you had difficulty making a decision, but because whenever you walked into yet another boutique or clothes store he felt like a lost puppy thrown into an unfamiliar environment. 

The dresses, jeans, and shirts you tried on were cute, but he became nervous whenever you said, "Babe, I think this isn't what I'm looking for. Let's check another store." And you made puppy eyes at him. It was a bold move on your part to make them on him, knowing full well he could not say no to you.

Following your call, Steven got up from the couch he was lucky enough to find near the checkout and approached you, holding six more paper bags filled with shoes and clothes you bought from previous stores. "What's the matter, dove?"

Your shoulders slumped as you stared at the dresses you were holding and explained, "Well, this one is cute, but I'm not sure about the back, and this one has such a lovely pattern, so soft, and the last one... Is pink, but has a very nice material..." You shook your head and smiled. "Maybe I should try them on and you can tell me which one is best."

Despite his perfect smile, Steven screamed on the inside: trying on clothes meant more waiting time. "Try them, dove."

You jumped up and kissed his cheek. "This is the last shop we will visit today." You promised and walked with him to the changing room area.

Even though you knew he didn't like shopping, he was still so sweet to join you. 

You walked into the changing room, and waved at him before pulling the curtain shut.

With a deep sigh escaping his lips, Steven put the bags on the marble floor and leaned his back against the wall, awaiting for you to show up again. "You know, Y/N, to me you look stunning in everything you wear."

"Thanks! But I want to be the most stunning woman for you!" 

The first dress was the cute one as you described it.

Walking out of the changing room, you smiled and turned around, improving your hair. "Look at it. What do you think about this one, love?”

You were examined from head to toe by his brown eyes. He loved the gown you tried on. Steven took a few steps and caught the dress' hem. "It's stunning. The color is appealing to me. The fabric is soft and has a nice structure."

As you touched the fabric, you agreed that it was soft and nice to touch. "It would be perfect for cuddling together."

Steven nodded his head eagerly. "I agree. Let's try another one."

You nodded and quickly retreated back into the changing room. After changing into the second dress, you admired the slightly see-through part for a moment longer in the changing room. You walked out, smoothing the lower part of the dress, presenting yourself to him.

Steven licked his lower lip in admiration of your new look. "It's beautiful, and I love the way you are dressed in pastels. The addition of the fishnet on top leaves a lot of room for speculation, if you know what I mean."

"It's not like you don't know what's under there, sweetie." You teased him, showing off your chest more. "I love it, and I think you do, too."

"This one is definitely the one we're buying. One has left. Try it on."

As you nodded, you walked back into the dressing room and examined the last dress. It was simple and pink. You got a mischievous idea while putting it on. "Steven, would you mind helping me?"

Steven looked at his watch; it was nearly 16:00 and he still hadn't eaten lunch. He sighed again and walked to the changing room, leaving the bags behind. "Yes?"

You grabbed him by the jacket and pulled him in, wrapping your arms around his neck instantly as soon as he was in the changing room with you. "Hello there."

Because he was taken aback by your sudden action, his smile was hesitant. "Hiya, babes."

You kissed him briefly and giggled. "This is the last dress I have for you to look at." And after these words you shifted aside like nothing had happened. "I don't think I like it."

"Why don't you?"

"The dress doesn't show enough. Look at how high I have to pull it in order for you to see my legs." You said lamentingly, pulling the hems of the material to fully reveal your legs to him.

Steven felt the burning on his clean-shaven cheeks, and gasped, "Oh... Oh, wow..". He whispered, looking at your thighs, "I'm a big fan of your legs, you know that, babes... Oh, wow, Gosh."

"So the dress is off so you can have a better look..." You shrugged and took it off, not caring that you were only in your underwear right in front of him.

As he watched your body, he cleared his throat and marveled at your curves. "Babes, you're so dishy."

"Thanks, love. I'll let you see more once we're back home. I would fucking love to have your cock buried deep in my pussy." You hummed, playing with the material of your panties. Shortly after you got closer to him and moved your arms up his chest.

He smiled hesitantly, blushing as he asked, "You wanted my help, I believe?"

"Nah, I just wanted you here, handsome, but I need one tiny thing from you." You nodded, pawing at his jeans jacket. "What about a kiss?

Then he leaned forward and kissed you, easily sliding his tongue past your lips.

In return, you hummed happily, letting him dominate the kiss. You patted his cheek after pulling away. "Go, go! I need to dress up so we can go home."

He tried to adjust himself subtly within his jeans as he became a little too excited seeing you undress as he left the changing room. He had no idea what was happening to him, but enjoyed the sensation nonetheless.

Before heading to checkout with him, you put away the dress you didn't want.

After paying, the two of you were on your way home. 

While holding Steven's hand, you smiled at him. "It was only a small chain yank but it turned out to be a lot more for you, luv. Apparently you got excited, huh?"

"A tad too much." He nodded his head as the two of you walked through London streets to your shared flat.

"We can take care of this when we return home." You assured him, kissing his cheek.

"It's not necessary..." Steven replied hesitantly.

Rolling your eyes, you walked with him until you reached the flat.

Once inside, you retrieved one of your bags, did not allow Steven to look inside, and hurried to the bathroom. A special item that you bought with the intent of using it one day ended up being useful sooner than you anticipated.

Having made sure that the front door was locked, Steven hung his jacket on a wooden hanger next to it. Taking your shopping bags to your shared bedroom, he went to the kitchen and loudly asked, "Do you want me to order some food?"

Leaning against a bookshelf, you said, "Maybe later, love." Your only clothing was a new set of emerald green lingerie with stockings and a pair of hills. "There are things to take care of for now."

"But I'm hungry... We skipped our lun..." He paused as he glanced at you over his shoulder.

Your body was perfectly shaped, toned yet curvy just where it needed to be, and your skin was smooth and tanned even after coming back from Egypt almost two months ago.

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Y/N... Cor blimey, you're stunning..."

You moved closer to him and hummed, placing your hand on his shoulder. "Since I got you going in the changing room, I thought it'd be a good idea to finish it at home."

"Cor blimey, you're bloody hot today, innit!" Steven exclaimed, visibly satisfied with the sight. He placed rough hands on your hips, one of them slipping to your booty. "Maybe I shouldn't act like that back in the store but gurl, you're so hot it's nearly impossible to cool down by your side."

"Well, I do not want you to cool down. I'd love to see what you can do with me. I want you Steven, so badly." You almost whined, pawing at his shirt.

His eyes glistened with lust he tried to hide so much; unfortunately, the pressure and tension building within his abdomen once again that day made it impossible.

"C'mon, Steven. I know you want me. Don't hide it." You purred and pulled him into a deep kiss.

Steven cupped your cheeks in his hands and crushed his lips on yours, taking his time to kiss you deeply.

You hummed as you kissed him back, letting him completely dominate the kiss.

You wanted Steven to show you everything he could offer, since he was usually slow and soft. It's not that you were bored, but at the same time you knew he was capable of so much more.

Stephen slipped his fingers into your damp, lacy panties, sighing as he felt the wetness his fingers so desperately craved. While he kissed you hard, he breathed in your scent.

In a brief break, you sighed softly against his lips and kissed him again, placing your palms on his shoulders

The kisses he was offering you deepened as he rubbed your clit with two of his fingers, teasing your entrance by slipping one of them in just a little. Your lips trembled as he whispered, "So warm and wet. All mine."

"All yours." You assured with a soft nod, rolling your hips to get a bit more friction. "I cannot wait to feel you deep inside of me."

"I think we can do something about that."

His hand was out of your panties shortly after, and he picked you up easily, forcing you to wrap your legs around his hips. You were in his arms as he sat you on the edge of the table, again crashing his lips against yours, humming in the kiss.

The excitement grew with every moment, and you couldn't wait to see what would happen next.

“Fuck.” Steven heard Marc chimed in mentally. “She'd gotten everyone's attention with that lingerie on.”

Steven ignored Marc's interruption completely and returned to rubbing your clit, this time through your lacy panties.

"Fuck, Steven." You gasped at his touch as your hands moved to his shirt, and your skilled fingers started to undo the buttons.

"Did I allow you to do that?"

"Oh Steven, please. I need to touch you!" You whined. 

“Don't let the girl take over the control so easily, just like I told you.” Marc reminded in mentally again.

“What if she wouldn't like it?” Steven replied within his mind while his eyes looked at your body hungrily.

“Trust me, she's going to love it.” Marc replied. “You're in control this time. You want her all hot for you? You want her eager like she has never been before? Do as we trained.”

"I think you need to work on that a little." Steven said, rubbing your clit faster, and then leaving you all hot as he proceeded to flop on the couch. "I'd like to see you dance and strip for me."

In shock, you pressed your legs together as you stared at him. Although you expected a lot from him, you never expected that much. Steven almost seemed unrecognizable to you, but you didn't mind. Before starting to dance, you got up from the table and walked a little closer.

Your moves demonstrated as much of your body as possible.

The pressure in the crotch of Steven's jeans forced him to adjust himself. He was still not satisfied, so he unbuckled his belt and opened his fly to take his cock out.

As you licked your lips, you watched him for a moment before returning to your dance.

The bra came first. You slipped it off quickly before throwing it to one side, playing with your boobs to make sure your chest was clearly on display. Then came your panties. You took them off while rolling your hips with your back facing him. Unlike the bra, you did not throw them on the side, you threw them at Steven. "Can my stockings stay, luv?"

The man smiled and nodded as he caught your panties. "You know how much I love it when you wear those, so please leave them on."

"Please leave them on?!" Asked Marc in Steven's head. "Man, you're the one in charge. You're not asking, you're demanding! What did I say to you?"

Khonshu added, "Idiot once, idiot forever."

Both voices started laughing.

Steven cleared his throat, rubbing his half-erected shaft slowly. "I want you to leave them on, babes."

Despite never being told to stop, you continued to dance. Since it was so exciting, you were eager to see what else he had prepared for you.

"Sit on my lap, please."

"Yeah. Ask her to make you some cocoa." Marc grunted. 

"Idiot, act like a man at least once or Marc will take over." Khonshu warned angrily.

Steven froze and raised his voice, looking up at you. "No! I mean, come to me, Y/N."

Although his little outburst freaked you out, you followed his instructions. You walked up to him with a smile on your face. "I like it when you're so bossy."

He smiled a little shyly. "You know, it's my first time being that way so I'm trying to do my best."

When you straddled his lap, he grunted, feeling your pussy grind against his cock. Steven attacked your breasts, kneading and wrapping his lips around your nipples, sucking and biting gently enough to not cause you pain.

His lips were so delightful to feel on you that you gasped. You moved your hands into his hair, rolling your hips against him with a soft moan escaping your lips. "And you do such a great job, my love. It feels amazing."

Steven said, referring to Marc and Khonshu, "I appreciate your concern and your suggestions, but I prefer to take the appropriate action on my own."

Khonshu who stood nearby, watching the scene, shouted angrily, "Look at that. Idiot's getting laid and he doesn't want any help from his friends."

Marc replied, "Sure, if you want to. Go get her, tiger."

"Did you just call that idiot a 'tiger'? He's only a kitten, to be more precise."

“Khonshu, let him have fun the way he wants. It's his life and his girl at stake." Marc added.

It was rare for Marc to stand by Steven's side, so Grant became truly grateful for Spector at that moment.

As you hummed loudly, you were enjoying the moment, but then it hit you. As you scowled, you grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look at you. You studied his face carefully.

As Steven blinked a few times, he tried to avoid your gaze; he always felt intimidated when you stared deeply into his eyes, as it felt like you could read his soul too easily. "What's up?"

With anger, you raised one of your eyebrows, trying to read his expression.

"Is this really Steven here, or am I being played by Marc now? Is it some kind of a plan to help Steven?"

A frown crept across Grant's face as he replied, "It's me, Steven Grant. Well, I asked him what could I do to make you happy with our sexual relationship... I heard you mentioned to one of your friends that you were getting bored in the bedroom, so I thought I would try something new for you..."

"First of all, it's rude to eavesdrop and second, it's really sweet that you wanted to do something like this for me. That's why I love you." Smiling, you pressed a kiss against his lips. "Since you asked for his help, could you show me what he recommended?"

"Dove, it's hard when you keep talking."

With a mischievous smile, you challenged him. "Make me stop talking then!"

After a moment, he touched your lips with his rough ones.

As you kissed him back, you wrapped your hand around his dick so you could stroke him.

Instantly, his eyes closed, and he rolled his head back; it was always like that; whenever he tried to get control, you touched him in the right places to turn him into a whining puppy. "Oh, so good!"

Playing with him, you stroked and squeezed his member while whispering sweet praises into his ear.

In response to your teasing, Steven couldn't help it any longer, so he pushed you off of himself, placed himself between your spread thighs, shifted apart with his knee, and slid his shaft into you. He rocked his hips back and forth steadily as he rested his forehead against the crook of your neck.

While whining his name, you wrapped your leg around his waist, keeping him as close as you could.

Moaning his name, you pulled his curls and played with them softly. Grabbing his palm, you moved it between your bodies to demonstrate that your clit needed a touch of attention as well.

Steve kissed the side of your neck, looking down at the point where your bodies were connected. After rubbing your clit for a second, he backed his hand, brought it up to his lips, and spat on his fingers; he then returned his fingers to your pussy where he rubbed small circles around your clitoris while fucking you slowly, deeply.

"Fuck!" You shouted through parted lips, and grabbed his shoulder tightly, feeling your climax approaching. "Just like that. You are doing a great job."

The pace he took was steady, but his thrusts were deep and penetrating.

As you continued to praise and kiss him, you made sure that he knew how pleased he was making you feel.

When he kissed you deeply, he suddenly pulled his cock out of you.

Suddenly startled, you glared up at him, gasping loudly. "Is there something wrong?"

His fingers tapped against your hip. "I want you to lie on your side."

Like a good girl, you turned to your side, following his wish.

One of your legs was picked up, and he shoved himself into your pussy from behind with a soft grunt.

You let out a moan as you gasped loudly. Your hands clutched tightly at whatever you could grab. It felt so much better with a new angle. Everything he had done up to this point was new to him and you loved it.

He took his time to fuck you, slowly, with steady pace, as his lips pressed against your neck and cheek, his hands kneading your breasts.

Within moments, his hips spasmed, he let out a soft moan and milked your core with his thick cum, grunting right into your ear.

It wasn't just him who reached his peak, you did as well. As you moved your hand back into his hair, you tried to catch your breath. "Steven... Fuck. That was something! Oh, wow."

Just wherever he could reach, he placed tender kisses on your nape, cheek, and side of the neck. "I love you."

"I love you too." 

The two of you moved into a more comfortable position to cuddle after taking a moment to rest.

"Steven?"

In the meantime, Steven improved his jeans and boxers, reaching for his shirt to cover you. "Hmm?"

You made him look at you by cupping his cheek. "The surprise was pleasant, but you don't need to change to make me happy, luv. I love you for who you are and I want you to be yourself." Then you kissed him softly on the lips. "Besides, other guys know shit about women. Especially Khonshu."

"Khonshu is the God... He knows... Things. But don't worry, I won't change. I like who I am."

You laughed and nuzzled him as you joked, "Not even an Egyptian god could understand women."

"But... Did I make you feel good?"

Your arms wrapped around him as you assured him, "You always do, luv. I love you so much, Steven."

Management of Anger || Jake Lockley x Reader

Summary: Steven and Marc send Jake to anger management therapy so he can work on his murderous behavior. However, the whole therapy goes horribly awry.

Rating: 🔞explicit

Warnings: smut, minors DNI!

Word count: 3333 😃

Pairing: Jake Lockley x fem!Reader

Authors: Cass & Rouge

A/N: orange italics - reader speaking Spanish, red italics - Jake speaking Spanish, blue italics - Marc speaking Spanish

Jake was fed up with it.

Marc and Steven kept bugging him about stupid anger management.

He didn't really need it, of course. His anger issues were nonexistent. Jake was fine, but those two were taking his actions too seriously, fucking pussies.

Yet here he was, sitting in a waiting room.

When another patient left the psychiatrist's office, a receptionist, who appeared to be a young girl, smiled at him. "Please come in, the doctor is awaiting, sir."

"Fucking finally. I was getting ready to leave," he growled, walking inside.

The receptionist frowned slightly but chose not to comment on the man's behavior.

The office was a large room with just a wooden desk, a massive leather chair, a chaise lounge, and an armchair.

You graduated two years ago and have recently opened your first office. You'd gained a lot of regular customers since then, but this man was someone new. "Please take a seat, sir," you said, nodding to the armchair.

Jake took a seat and looked around. The room wasn't anything special, but the thing that really got his attention was the pretty, cute doctor that was about to help him.

"I was expecting to see a kind of Hannibal Lecter-style doctor, but seeing you here makes it more worthwhile," he smirked.

You smiled at him and rose from your seat; after circling the desk, you approached the man and extended your hand to him. "My name is Y/N Y/L/N, and I'm the psychiatrist who will assist you with your anger issues. Would you like to start by introducing yourself?"

He grabbed your palm gently. "I am Jake Lockley. At your service," Jake said softly before placing a kiss on top of your hand.

You gave him your sweetest smile; it was very charming of him to act like an old-school gentleman. "Jake, it's a pleasure to meet you. Tell me what brings you here," you returned to your previous location.

Jake was quiet for a moment. Telling you the truth could put him in more trouble. “I was forced to come here by two of my friends," he muttered, looking at you. "When I look at you, it wasn't such a crappy idea after all."

"I'll take it as a compliment," you said as you settled into your leather armchair, crossed your legs, and put on your glasses to look over his file. "That's a reasonable place, to begin with. It's critical to have others' support, and I'm sure your friends were just concerned about your behavior. Jake, how would you describe yourself and how do you feel right now?"

Jake laughed softly at the 'support' part. They weren't supporting him, they were forcing him to come here. "I would describe myself as incredibly handsome and now I feel horny as fuck if I can be honest."

He made you laugh; this was not what you expected to hear from your patient, but he was so cute in his boldness. "Uhm, Jake, thank you for your input, and I must say, you're a very handsome fella, but I was more interested in whether you're angry right now and how your life looks on a daily basis. What are you doing for a living?"

"I do... Stuff," he shrugged, "if not for those two idiots who support me, my life would be a fucking paradise. It pretty much depends on the order I get. Ever since I laid my eyes on you, I feel calm like a fucking río."

"Is it safe to say that your job causes you stress and negative emotions? What steps do you take to get rid of them?"

"I..." He shrugged. "Punch a few fuckers. It not only calms me down but also gets the job done. So double win."

You took some notes and returned your focus to him. "Good. Let's move on to something else. Do you have any interests, Jake?"

"Let's see, smoking, drinking, guns, knives, murder...." He looked up at you. "Documentaries."

You took more notes with your brow raised. "Thank you for your candor. Would you mind telling me where you got your interest in guns and knives? You can move around the office freely if you want; it helps most patients think."

Jake nodded and got up to walk around a bit, curious about what he would find there. "What if I do mind telling you that?"

"We can of course change the topic then. No pressure."

"¡Maravilloso! Let's change the subject to... You being so preciosa that I want to fuck you here and now," Jake said boldly, walking closer to your desk.

You cocked your brow slowly. "That's very kind of you, Jake, but we should concentrate on you, not me," you chuckled, trying not to blush at the man's words.

"It's difficult to focus on me when you are here, pretty one."

"Mr. Lockley," you got up from your desk, giving him a look. "I need to remind you that I'm a doctor and you're a patient."

“I think that's a very fitting scene, don't you think, Mrs. Y/L/N? Just you, a pretty, cute doctor, and me, a troubled thug. We could have fun, cariño," Jake muttered in a low tone, daring to wrap an arm around your waist.

A quiet gasp escaped your lips; the situation was spiraling out of control. What scared you the most was that you were tense at all times, which was not only unprofessional but also inappropriate.

"You are so stiff. You like this, huh?"

"Maybe..."

"Maybe yes or maybe a lot?" He whispered.

You cleared your throat to maintain composure. "Mr. Lockley, I think you're crossing the line," you said quietly, barely moving your lips. "I'd like to request that you return to your previous location."

"Oh, I will return to my previous location, with you on my lap," Jake responded.

You led him back to the armchair he had previously sat in. "Now, Mr. Lockley, let me remind you that this is a therapy session, not some type of get-together."

He grabbed your waist and pushed you onto his lap. "Well, it's an anger management thing. What if you help me with my anger?"

He took you by surprise - you fell onto his lap with a tiny whine. You tried not to move too much while he held you on his lap; the situation was spiraling out of control. You reached down to improve your black pencil skirt, which reached just above your thigh. "I'm glad to hear I can help you with your anger, but Jake, this isn't about to happen this way."

"¡Vaya! Me encanta cuando me llamas por mi nombre," Jake hummed happily, placing a hand on your leg to stroke it gently. "I'd like to hear you scream it and moan it."

This guy was having an effect on you; no matter how hard you tried to remain professional, his grip on your waist and his touch on your leg made it nearly impossible for you to think clearly. "Jake... Please, bring us back to the session. Anyone can enter at any time."

"Oh, you are too pretty to lie and you are terrible at it, cariño. My session is on, no one can walk in as they please. Not to mention your guarding bitch that will stop anyone who would get such an idea," he whispered and gently kissed your neck. "Hueles tan dulce ... sabrosa. I can feel that all the anger is fading out so quickly."

You moaned, instantly covering your mouth with your curled palm, blinking in disbelief at your own action, as you couldn't keep your cool any longer.

Chuckling lowly, he moved closer to your ear and whispered. "Apenas te toqué y cantas. musica para mis oidos.”

You slid off his lap and looked down at him, your cheeks flushed. You pulled your skirt up and straddled his lap, cupping his cheeks into your hands to kiss him because he knew how to keep you going.

He kissed you back and immediately picked you up, getting up from his seat. Still kissing you, he walked to your desk, pushed the stuff off of it, and then sat you down before pulling away. "This skirt is annoying me."

You hummed a bit at him. "It's a shame, for you have to deal with it in some way. I'm not taking it off."

Jake smiled and pulled out his pocket knife. "Let's make a sexy slit for that beautiful leg of yours." Before you could protest Jake cut the material of your skirt on the side. "Let's see what is hiding there."

When his gaze fell on the black, lacy underwear, you gasped and your cheeks flushed. "You know how much I paid for this skirt, Jake? Now, give me the knife."

"Not happening, little one," he shook his head, hiding the knife. "I bet you will rip me off enough to buy a brand-new skirt."

Your hand rested on his hips and slid down to his crotch, where you massaged the slight bulge you could already feel growing.

Jake purred at your touch. "You are a quick one. Don't ya want to stay professional anymore?"

His mocking of you grew tiresome. "Fuck off, Jake Lockley, and do what you've wanted since the moment you laid your eyes on me."

As Jake laughed loudly, he knelt between your legs. Humming, he shifted the panties aside and latched on your clit.

You rolled your head back and slipped your hand into his locks, muttering quietly fuck.

He licked the delicate bundle of nerves, biting it gently from time to time just to get a reaction out of you.

Observing his actions turned you into a moaning mess. "Keep going, Jake, don't stop," you said, putting your legs on his shoulders. Him biting on your clitoris was the most pleasurable torture. After a while, you realized how wet you had become. "Fuck me, fuck me, I need you to fuck my pussy."

Jake looked up at you. His fingers slipped into your hole. "Oh, really?” He asked, moving his finger slowly in and out. "Ask nicely."

"Fuck me," you whined quietly, taking your glasses off and putting them aside. "Fuck me. I know you want it too."

"I want you to keep these on," he said as he reattached the glasses. "Yeah, now I can fuck you. Looking so fucking sexy," Jack nodded, working on his belt.

You bit your lower lip as you watched him. "Do you mind if I assist you, Jake?"

"Go on. Be a smart girl and take care of it."

You instinctively reached for his belt and undid the metal buckle holding it in place, then opened his fly, looking him in the eyes with a mischievous grin.

Jake watched you as he played with your hair.

As you gently pushed him off the desk, you hopped up and kneeled in front of him, pulling his cock out and licking his shaft.

He pulled your hair into a ponytail and held it tightly in his hand as he commented, "I thought you wanted me to fuck you."

"I want that as well," you replied, smiling at him, then bent in and caressed his left testicle with your tongue before sucking the whole nugget inside your mouth. You moved your right hand up to the base of his cock. Your mouth let go of his cock as you released the gentle sucking pressure. Your mouth and tongue then traced a trail up his penis until you reached the head. You used your tongue to trace small circles in the triangular region just under the head of his cock until he was squirming. Then you placed the whole head in your mouth still stimulating the underside with your tongue. Then you took as much of his shaft into your mouth as you could. Your right hand firmly held the base shifting up and down with your mouth which provided a gentle sucking pressure.

Jake hummed loudly as he enjoyed your attention. While playing with your hair, he scanned the wall clock. "You are one naughty doctor, but you better hurry up. Time is running out and I don't want to pay extra."

With a loud pop sound, you pulled him out of your mouth and spat down on his cock's tip. "If you fuck me well, I'm not charging you for another visit." When he was close to coming and his ball sack had tightened up into the base of his penis, you pulled back up to the tip of his cock, toying with him again tracing tiny circles with the middle of your tongue. You weren't ready for him to come yet. You released him with your mouth and hands and slowly stood to kiss him, hopping on the desk again, spreading your legs a little. "Come on. What the fuck are you waiting for?"

"Look at you," Jake mused, moving between your legs. He grabbed both of them and wrapped them around his waist before pushing his cock into you. Without giving you even a moment to adjust he set a strong pace with deep thrusts. "Tan poco profesional. Traes vergüenza a toda tu profesión. Me encanta," Jake said with a smile.

"Y no te molestó ni un poco," you gasped, wrapping your arm around his neck, in an attempt to support yourself, yet his pace was too rough to bear, so you ended up laying down on the desk, your back arched.

"Buena niña, mi propia pequeña zorra," Lockley growled, undoing your shirt so he could get to your beautiful tits. Then he moved your bra up, and his hands grabbed one of your breasts, massaging it.

"I'll fucking cum!" You whined, trying to keep your voice low. As he started kneading your breast, you moaned for him, feeling your pussy clenching rhythmically around his dick buried deep inside you.

"Cum for me, little one," Jake said, gently pinching your nipples.

With a loud moan escaping your lips, you milked his cock, arching your back even more and wrapping your legs around him tightly, to drive him deeper.

He praised you and after a few more thrusts, he pulled out and then pulled you back onto your knees. "Such a pretty girl," Jake muttered, jerking himself off to soon cum all over your face.

With a loud gasp, you tried your best to catch all of his cum into your mouth. You wrapped your mouth around his shaft after he jerked himself off, just to suck him clean. Only then did you get up and wipe his semen off your cheek with the top of your hand. "That was something, Mr. Lockley. You're so fucking talented."

“Doc, you're not so bad yourself. I've never felt so calm in my fucked up life," Jake nodded and adjusted his pants. "I think I would like an appointment next week."

As you pulled your skirt down, adjusted your bra, and buttoned your shirt, you gave the man a nod. "If you'd like, Jake, you can set an appointment with my receptionist. She'll be more than happy to offer you a term. I literally can't wait to meet with you again, Mr. Lockley. Thank you for today. And homework for you - try to focus on breathing and thinking about something pleasant once you feel anger growing."

"Oh, I definitely will do that. Especially when I'll jerk off. I'll be breathing and thinking about something nice... Like my sexy doctor," he muttered, walking to the door.

Running the tip of your tongue along your lip, you nodded. Don't forget to leave me something for me, Mr. Lockley. Have a good afternoon. See you next week."

Once he stepped out of the office, the receptionist gave him a glance; the young lady heard some inappropriate things and she thought she should call the security but since her employer didn't ask her to, she let it be. "Can I help you, sir?"

"Yeah. I would like to set an appointment for next week," he informed leaning against the desk casually, running his hand through his hair.

The girl cocked her brow and typed something on the computer. "Is Friday at 4 pm suitable for you, sir?"

"Sure it is,” Jake nodded. "Hey? Where is the bathroom?”

"On the left, at the end of that corridor," she pointed in the direction. "Do you need anything else, sir?"

Jake shook his head and then headed to the bathroom. He locked the door and smiled at the sight of two mirrors. It would make stuff easier. "So, I need to say. This whole anger management thing wasn't such a stupid idea after all," he concluded and started to wash his hands.

"You came there for the anger management, not the sexual management, Jake," Marc scolded him, appearing in one of the mirrors, arms folded against his chest.

Her thick, British accent continued, "You depraved that poor woman..." It was Steven, he was tugging on the sleeves of the shirt as he appeared in the second mirror.

Jake shrugged in response to them both. "Well, she wanted to fuck so I didn't 'deprave that poor woman' but I fucked the naughty doctor and it actually helped me with my anger so it's basically a double win situation."

"Oh, God. Marc, did you hear that? Tell him something. This is not what you do with women just because they want to do inappropriate things," Steven turned with his back to Jake.

Marc shook his head in disbelief. "Jake, really? I heard you set another appointment. Just please, no fucking next time."

"If you want to do those naughty things, you better ask her out, it's more appropriate that way," Steven added. "What if she gets pregnant? Oh God, you couldn't wear rubber, could you?"

Jake rolled his eyes annoyed, crossing his arms over his chest. "I finished on her face, this is not how stuff works, kid, but next time I will take some condoms. Thanks for reminding me about that, Steven. I will fuck her again and I ain't asking her out. Honestly, I already can't wait for another visit."

"Oh my God, Marc, do something with him, I'm going bonkers, I swear," Steven added.

"Jake, Jake, listen, it's anger management, right? We sent ya here so you can work on your murderous behavior, right? Not so you can just fuck your therapist, for Khonshu's sake," Marc shook his head in disbelief.

"Imbéciles, I will keep my murderous behaviors, but I am grateful for your help. For once the two of you actually became useful by finding me a pretty girl to let out some steam," Jake chuckled loudly. "Shall we go back home or will I keep standing here like an idiot and talk to myself?"

"It's time to learn how to treat women, and I'm addressing this not only to Jake but to you as well, Marc," Steven replied loudly. "He just fucks every woman he meets and breaks their hearts and limbs sometimes, and you almost dumped your sweet wife and vanished without a word for months. You both suck at maintaining a healthy relationship with girls," Steven added before vanishing.

Marc grimaced and blinked in disbelief. "What the hell was that?"

Jake listened and watched Steven with his eyebrows raised. Then he looked at Marc and shrugged. "Our frustrated, vegan, British virgin snapped? Or something like that, I don't really know. He is crazier than me sometimes."

"Don't be so harsh on him, he's... So much different than any of us. Okay, Jake, get your ass back home, we'll talk there. The last thing we need is to make any more inconvenience to the receptionist."

"Maybe she will join next time..." Jake hummed quietly, rubbing his chin.

"Lockley," Marc replied with a cold grimace. "Rápido, rápido."

"No me digas cómo vivir mi vida. Tu no eres mi madre," Jake said loudly before walking out of the bathroom to finally get back home.

Una experiencia inolvidable || Jake Lockley x fem!Reader

Summary: in response to your complaints about Jake not taking you out like your ‘friends' boyfriends, he arranges an unforgettable date for you

Warnings: smut, minors DNI! (oral - f & m receiving, unprotected sex, some manhandling)

Word count: 3670

Pairing: Jake Lockley x fem!Reader

Authors: Cass & Rouge

A/N: orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish

Jake was under stress. There had been too much happening recently and it was time to let go of everything that was sitting inside him. He decided it would be a wise idea to take care of two things at once. This was because you have complained for at least a week now about him not taking you out like your friends' boyfriends did. You'd stop bothering him and he'd feel better. Once Jake entered your apartment, he loudly announced, "We are going out, so better get ready, princesa."

A soft frown appeared on your surprised face as you put down the book you'd been reading. "Where are we going?"

Jake crossed his arms over his chest and said, "You'll see once we get there so move that pretty ass of yours or I'll go there alone or pick a random girl to go with me."

You rolled off the couch, a slight frown on your face. "That's not a joke. You know I despise it when you try to irritate me. Please allow me a few minutes to change."

"I was expecting you to be delighted that I finally took you on a date like all your friends' boyfriends do."

You almost jumped in your place. "So it's a date, huh? I'm overjoyed now, but I still despise you for being such a teasing fucker, Jake, jumping on with all those I can go out and take a random girl nonsense, do you understand? Wait here."

As Jake waited at you, he rested his back against the wall.

You returned dressed in jeans shorts, and a fitted t-shirt. "Ready," you said as you extended your hand to him.

He grabbed your hand and immediately kissed it, pulling you closer. "You got ready faster than usual, maybe I should use the word date more often as a motivator."

You kissed his cheek briefly before pulling him behind you. "Come on, baby! I'm looking forward to seeing where you'll take me this time. Our last date was almost a month ago. I enjoy it when you surprise me."

"Eventually, you will stop whining and telling me where Alex took Jessica last week," Jake commented with a shrug.

As you walked down the street, you gently poked his side before wrapping your arm around his waist. "Come on, he takes such good care of her, demonstrating how much he cares for her."

"I am still here. This should be the most fitting manifestation of my love for you," Lockley muttered, pulling your head closer to place a kiss on your temple.

You were taken to a bar by Jake. There was more to the bar than just drinking; a pool table and dart board were the first things that caught the eye of anyone who walked through the front door. "¿Qué piensas?"

"Me gusta, este lugar," you replied softly, taking a look around, still holding Jake's hand. "I'll order something. Do you drink as usual?"

"Yeah, the usual. Go place the order. I will go get the pool table before someone gets there. It's time to teach you how to play," he concluded, patting your ass with his calloused hand.

With a brief kiss placed on his cheek, you nodded and proceeded to order two drinks - vodka with juice for you and whiskey with ice for him.

Jake waited for you at the pool table. He smiled, seeing you joining him. "So, ready to play? I can't wait to kick your cute, round butt."

"I've never played before, so you'll have to tell me the rules," you said as you handed him a glass of whiskey. "In fact, I can't wait to see you play."

Jake raised an eyebrow as he picked up the billiard cue. Then you lied to me. Once I asked you about it, you said you had played before."

"Ok, you got me, I lied. I held a cue and even hit a billiard ball but that was all."

"Grab the cue and I will show you everything."

You picked one and stood next to him, awaiting instructions. Your cheek was kissed by Jake as he began his little lesson with you.

In addition to explaining the rules of the most simple game to you, he also told you everything else you needed to know about the equipment and the game in general.

During Jake's demonstration of how to properly play, he touched or kissed you just a little bit; he just couldn't stop himself. Jake decided to be a good boyfriend for once and let you win your first actual game. "Go on, aim for 8, get it in the hole and you're done."

"Oh my God," you lamented. It's ridiculous that these tables are so high! If I knew, I'd wear high heels!" You smiled at Jake as you settled into the most comfortable position, practically laying your chest on the top of the table with one leg yanked over the edge. You took aim and struck the right ball, sending it straight into the hole. "Did you notice that, baby? I finished it!"

"Yeah! ¡Tú ganas! Estoy tan orgullosa, mi niña inteligente," he praised eagerly with a nod. ”Now, come here, you will get something for that win."

Jumping like a bunny, you picked up your glass to empty it. "I did it! I did it! You're the coolest teacher, baby!"

"Nah, you are just a really intelligent student," the man chuckled, grabbing your chin to pull you into a kiss which was your well-deserved reward.

You wrapped arms around his strong neck, kissing him lightly. Jake tasted like the whiskey he drank while watching you play, but you didn't mind. "I love you, you're the best boyfriend."

"You are the cutest girlfriend, cariño," after kissing your nose, he gently spanked your ass. "One more drink and game?"

You blushed when he spanked your ass but nodded eagerly. "Yes, please. I'll place the order."

"I'll set the table. Be aware, little one! I won't take you easy this time," Jake warned.

The game ended in a very unexpected way - Jake won easily with you. A smug smile spread across his face as he emptied his glass. ”Te lo advertí, cariño. Now I deserved a prize."

With a sad whimper, you nodded your head. "What would you like to get, love?"

"Sólo un beso va a estar bien," he said, wrapping arm around your waist.

With a grin spreading over your lips, you wrapped your hands around his neck, climbed on your tiptoes, and crushed your lips on his rough ones, almost moaning at his taste.

"Keep those sounds for later," Jake teasingly nuzzled his nose against yours. Would you like to try darts? Does the thought of me kicking your pretty butt again make you nervous?”

"We can bet I will win. I am a pro at darts!"

"Oh, really? We will see. Go start then. I really want to see that."

As you jumped to the dartboard and picked a few darts, you took aim and fired, getting almost a bullseye.

Nodding at your successful first attempt, Jake watched with arms crossed over his chest.

He could easily win, after all, he was skilled at throwing knives and other things, but Jake was a good boyfriend as well, so he let you win at least for tonight.

You were as happy as a child given candy by their parents. Becoming snuggly was your way of manifesting happiness.

Any hug you wanted to give Jake, he gladly accepted. As he smiled cockily, he requested another round, which he lost as well.

After the game, you sat with him at the table, drinking yet another drink. "It was a perfect night."

Would you mind stopping pestering me with stories about your friends and their guys?"

"Take me out more often, and I'll do my best to follow your request."

I guess it's a fair deal," Jake sighed deeply before kissing you passionately.

When Jake kissed you, you felt a chill run down your spine. "Are you angry?"

"It is true, I am, a tad."

"Let's go shopping to get some snacks and alcohol at the store. If you want to get home, I'll follow your every step," you told him eagerly, a mischievous grin dancing on your lips as you knew what he had in mind, basing on his darkening eyes.

Jake nodded his head, picked you up, and spanked you not so gently. Squeezing your ass cheek, he chuckled, "Now it's time for my part of the date."

As soon as the front door of your flat was closed behind the two of you, Jake promised, "I'll make you feel good tonight, baby." He wrapped his strong arms around you from behind, pressing your back to his chest.

You could feel his mound growing larger and larger. You wished to open his trousers and see what lay beneath, on the spot. A pretty moan escaped the man's lips as he threw his head back. 

You bit back a cry as Jake rutted his hips, a smirk spreading across his lips as you burned bright with embarrassment. It seemed that his flirting attempts were working. The redness spread down your ears, neck, and shoulders. 

"Cheeky," Jake cooed as he pulled your jeans shorts off as well as your panties, running curious hands down your pale legs and marveling at how pretty and small they looked against his slightly tanned, big palm. "You're so pretty, baby. So so beautiful. This is all for me. They're mine for tonight."

Jake picked you up easily and walked to the couch with you in his arms. Only then did he set you down and laid down, with you straddling him flippantly. He grabbed your waist, pulling you upwards as he said, "Fuck my face, baby. Come up here, I want to taste you first."

A thrill ran down your spine as you inched forward, passing his waist, up to his well-built torso, and hesitated slightly when you hovered above his neck. Jake's hands guided you, his fingers grabbing your hips tightly. Looking down at your boyfriend, you nibbled your lip ring in worry and awkwardness. In the end, you nodded as you lifted your hips and slowly lowered yourself to Jake's mouth, where he caught you whole. As you let out a sigh of delight, your body shivered, and your eyes closed as you surrendered to pleasure without reservation. As Jake squeezed your ass once again, he made himself comfortable by hooking his arms over your wide hips.

As you relaxed, Jake could feel your thighs slacken, making it easier to reach your pussy. He let his tongue drag across, from one end to the other, listening to your quivers, sighs and moans attentively. He let himself explore, taking his sweet time as his tongue licked, prodded, and swirled against the sensitive flesh of yours.

As Jake flicked his tongue against your clit, you gasped and made a mumble as you ground your hips, letting Jake taste everything. "Your tongue feels so delicious," you said, rocking your hips slowly again while gasping. You wanted him to remember your scent.

"You're doing just fine, daddy," you whispered. "Let your tongue go a tad to the left there, just like that."

Listening to your instructions made Jake feel intrigued. As he focused on you, he gripped your waist, trying to hear the lewdest sounds you could make. Every breath, every shiver, and every sound you made was tailored to his movements, and Jake let you take charge.

In response to the alcohol and adrenaline coursing through your veins, you adjusted your legs and raised your torso in order to get a better angle for resting your hands on Jake's chest. As you rutted and rolled your hips more, Jake helped you prop yourself up and a lewd moan rippled out of your lips. "Oh God, daddy!" You whined loudly, rolling your head back.

Your every thrust was met with Jake's tongue thrusting in, matching every movement, as he watched in fascination. It was so beautiful to see you above him. You shifted your position once again, this time hunched forward, thrusting into his mouth at a brutal pace as you quickened the pace. "Yes, yes!" You groaned and shivered. "So fucking good!"

Obviously, by this point, you were purely motivated by pleasure, and you didn't care what happened after this. You didn't care how you looked or how you sounded. There was a white-hot burning sensation filling up your navel, and you just wanted to chase it, chase the high you were feeling right now.

Grabby hands squeezed and slapped your ass hard, but you didn't mind - you enjoyed every minute of it. "Jake," you moaned. The white-hot pressure was begging to be released. It felt so good, you were about to combust. "Oh, Jake!!!" You heard a muffled reply, so you claimed within a shallow tone, "Jake, I wanna cum."

A broad-shouldered man loomed over you with an evil glint in his eye before you could comprehend. "I'm gonna fuck you like never before," he warned. When your legs were thrown open, the white-hot pressure against your navel tightened. "And you're gonna take all of me,” Jake said, undoing his trausers and pushing them down along with his fitted, black boxer shorts.

When you slipped your glance down his body and saw the size and girth of his delicious dick, you gasped loudly, slowly licking your lower lip; oh, how you lowed this sight!

As he angled his dick to you, you felt your breath catch in your throat as he pulled you down to him. Your wetness allowed his dick to enter you with ease, and fill you up whole making you moan.

You let out a soft groan, closing your eyes as you sank onto the couch cushion, slipping hands down your body to lift your t-shirt along with a bra, to gain access to your round breasts to give them a soothing massage.

Jake watched you like a hawk. He could feel you twitching; your soft insides were clenching and unclenching, it was enough to drive him over the edge. It was the right time to drive you crazy. His grasp on your hips tightened to the point you could be sure he would leave some bruises on your pale skin.

"You're such a naughty girl tonight," Jake crooned as he pulled out, watching you gasping while thrusting back into you hard; every single movement was made with a watchful eye. "There was no doubt in my mind that you could handle me completely, Y/N."

Throughout your entire being, you felt his dick buried deep within you. You felt so full, so sated and you still craved more. “I need more…”

Jake grinned as his dick twitched at your command. Grinning, he cupped your breasts, squeezing them and rubbing your nipples with his thumbs and index fingers. 

As you squirmed underneath his grip, he started moving his hips a little. Both movements were synchronized.

He grinned again as he obliged your request. He grabbed your legs, and picked them up, placing them on his strong shoulders. "Hold your legs open for me, darling," he ordered.

You moaned incoherently as Jake started to buck his hips into yours. His dick moved in and out of you so smoothly. Your pussy accepted his girth so easily, and you marveled at how adorable his dick looked coated in your wetness. You watched as his thumb was brought to your pussy and started rubbing your clit viciously.

"Harder!" You begged in a weak voice.

He thrust into you even harder, the sound of his balls slapping onto your ass was loud as fuck, and your cries were escalating louder and louder; your begging was starting to turn into mewls and mumbles so he knew you were in the right place. One of your hands slid in-between your thighs to stimulate your clit, your breathing getting higher and higher in pitch.

"Tienes coñito prieto,” Jake grunted deeply. “Eres una puta, Y/N.”

“Jake! I’m gonna fucking cum!” You whined loudly, a deep gasp followed.

"Are you gonna cum for me, Y/N?"

"Yes!”

Jake pulled out, grabbed you, and turned you around, pulling your ass up so he could fuck you doggy style. You were a spluttering mess as he thrust into you without warning, your hands grabbing hold of the armrest of the couch as you were fucked by a damn good dick.

“Fuck, Jake!” You moaned loudly, slipping one of your hands in-between your thighs once again to rub your clitoris.

As Lockley let his dick satisfy you, getting deeper and deeper with every heinous thrust, he grabbed your silky hair with one hand and your throat with the other so you were half-bent, hovering above the couch. He licked your ear and bit into the earlobe gently. "Ahora eres toda mía. Say it, princesa."

“I’m yours, Jake!”

As he fastened his pace, he laughed at your words and tightened his grip on your throat.

Jake was fueled by your cries, knowing that you were riding your pleasure. Continuing his fast pace, he watched your body tremble and twitch with each passing wave before slowing down and pulling out completely, letting you drop back onto the couch. His dick was rock hard and twitching, but he was elated that you had your orgasm. 

Panting from the orgasm, you perked up suddenly, your eyes flitting across his body until they settled on the still rock-hard dick. You licked your lips and swallowed the saliva. 

Your eagerness led you to sit down and make yourself comfortable on the couch. As you approached his dick, you ran a wet tongue along the shaft, earning a gasp from Lockley. Salty pre-cum tasted on your tongue as you moaned and bobbed your head, letting your tongue and jaw do all the work. Playing with his balls, you let your tongue run across the tip, sucking and gently biting the sensitive area before you went down on him again, filling his hard dick with the warmness of your mouth.

"Oh my god baby, your tongue feels so good," he groaned, slipping his hands in your hair.

Again, Jake groaned at you, and you smiled, glad that you could make him feel better. Sucking and swirling your tongue at the same time, you increased the pace. His hands were again reaching down to your head, and he grabbed your hair tighter than before, guiding you as he thrust into your mouth.

"You can take me, baby," he said softly as he thrust deeper and deeper.

You could feel the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. Your throat relaxed as you met his dark, brown eyes - allowing you to meet every deep thrust with ease. 

"You're doing good, eres buena chica esta noche, princesa."

Jake held your throat with one hand and the back of your neck with another and thrust deep, feeling his dick fill your throat. He stayed there for a few seconds, reveling in that feeling and pulled out as you started choking for breath. 

Jake laughed as he flopped onto the couch. "Ride me, baby," he said as he gestured for you to come on top of him. "Show me how good you are."

Grinning and not one to turn down a request, you climbed up on top of him, making your way towards his dick with a hand guiding you. As his dick filled you again, you closed your eyes and adjusted your legs before you began moving again, quickly taking your t-shirt and bra off, throwing them aside.

Putting your hands on his chest, you began to lift your hips, setting a rhythm you could follow as the squelches and moans filled the room. Jake simply let you do whatever you wanted now that you were in full control.

As you pecked his lips, your groans filled his ear as you trembled with pleasure. He gasped as you sucked his skin and swirled your tongue around before biting his throat. Not that he doesn't like it either, but you were getting feisty.

Keeping up with your movements, Jake held your hips as you shared a hot kiss, tongues battling for dominance before Jake took control, quickening the already fast pace. Throwing your head back, holding your breasts as you matched his thrusts, rolling your hips as he fucked you hard, you let out a cry.

As Jake pushed you onto the couch, deep inside you, he whispered, "¡Quiero hacer yo que te corras!"

Jake slammed into you once again when your legs wrapped around him. As gibberish escaped your pearly lips, you let out a cry, arching your back. He squeezed and kneaded your boobs as he fucked you. His thumbs flicked at your nipples, as his hips did God's work; his dick was pulsating in you and he never felt more alive and in the moment. As you met each thrust with a sheen of sweat, your skin shimmered in the dim light.

As you kept whining, your eyes rolled back, and your hips ground against his dick, Lockley grinned wryly. Watching you closely as you let out a cry, his hips stuttered and he milked your pussy with thick ropes of his warm cum as you convulsed. "Fuck you, princesa," Jake whispered, resting his forehead against the crook of your neck. “Te quiero, Y/N.”

You slipped your hand in his thick locks, gently scratching his scalp while kissing his temple. “I love you too, Jake. You’re the best to me. Thank you for making me feel alive again.”

“Siempre para servirle, mi amor,” Jake replied softly, cupping your cheeks in his hands to steal yet another kiss from you. “But if you complain about me as your boyfriend, I swear I won't be nice to you anymore.”

You chuckled softly, knowing well Lockley wasn’t joking. With a nod, you kissed his cheek. “I promise.”

En la cine ||Jake Lockley x fem!Reader

gif made by Cass - please credit us if you use the gif.

Summary: Jake invites you on a date and takes you to the cinema. Watching a movie turns into a steamy experience

Warnings: smut, minors DNI

Word count: 1988

Authors: Cass & Rouge

A/N: orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish Special note: @grossograsso - having worked on this fanfic was an honor, and we are happy to dedicate it to you on your birthday. The Paper Panda team wishes you abundant happiness and love. May all your dreams turn into reality and may lady luck visit your home today. Happy birthday to one of the sweetest people we’ve ever known. Thank you for being with us for almost six years, dear! Our hope is that you will enjoy this story ♥

Movie theater was where your brain was programmed through music, words, and actions. This was the place where you met many new wonderful role models for your world and imagination. The velvet plush seats with popcorn in your lap taught you more than school did, and you found it quite humorous.

Jake invited you to the cinema, and you gladly accepted, no matter what kind of film he picked.

In a short skirt and fitted t-shirt, you stood in front of the cinema, checking the time again on your smartphone; he was late, and the movie would start shortly.

"Wouldn't it be better if you waited inside so that you wouldn't get cold?" Jake asked as he walked up to you with his hands in his jacket's pockets.

Going out didn't appeal to him much. He was simply annoyed by too many strangers, especially when he was with you, but he was ready to do this for you only.

"Hi," you greeted him with a small nod of your head and a smile on your lips.

You hadn't been dating for long, just a couple of weeks, but his mystery and rather jovial demeanor were too alluring for you to resist; you were interested in what he had to offer.

After entering the theater, you asked, "What movie did you choose?"

As Jake opened the door for you, he admitted openly, "I didn't pick a movie at all," with a little shrug. "I wanted you to choose one so you could enjoy the whole date."

When you checked the repertoire, you selected an action movie and ordered a huge popcorn and two sodas.

Jake felt a huge sense of relief when you didn't pick a romantic comedy where he would have to hold you when you felt like crying, or care about the sad story on the screen.

After paying for everything, he followed you to the cinema hall to take your seats.

You chose the middle seats in the last row, the highest possible. You smiled sweetly at him after taking your seat.

Looking at your short skirt, Jake joked, "I see you got ready for that date. I kinda feel bad I took you to the movies."

Your cheeks blushed, and you cleared your throat before saying, "Jake! Don't be so rude!"

"Rude? Since I'm on a date with a girl who looks amazing in short skirts, it's worth complementing," he raised an eyebrow and gave you a soft smile. "The blush on your face makes you look gorgeous."

In response to his compliment, you smirked at him, making sure to tug your skirt down over your thighs. "You look handsome as always, and I'm glad you invited me."

"I'm glad you agreed to this date. I was worried you wouldn't like it," Jake said, taking a seat comfortably. His eyes still wandered to your legs and skirt despite everything.

You asked him if he felt well by your side to divert his attention. Because you were only a thing for a short period of time, you were constantly scared.

Jake knew he shouldn't act like this. It was obvious that you weren't a one-time thing, but he couldn't help but stare at you; all he wanted was to touch you.

He actually tried to keep the conversation going until the light went out so as not to freak you out.

Your tone was filled with excitement as you told him, "It starts."

A slow nod was given by him. "Yeah, la película está empezando."

As you sipped from your soda cup from time to time, you focused on the movie.

The skirt kept Jake from paying attention to the movie. Jake was just being Jake.

It didn't take him long to find a comfortable place on your leg for his hand.

It was a blessing that the screening room was dark, illuminated only by the screen's light. 

The moment his palm touched your knee, you shifted a little, turning your attention to him.

While gently squeezing your soft flesh, he pretended that he was watching a movie.

A smile spread across your face as you returned to watching the movie.

Jake still pretended he was watching as the rough hand of his moved up your leg.

You let out a soft gasp.

Jake moved to you and whispered right into your ear, "Are you enjoying the movie?"

In an instant, you turned your head to him, nodding, but without saying a word so as not to disturb people in lower rows.

"Come on, you know you can talk. There are just a few people here. They won't hear you." Jake's hand slipped under your skirt instantly.

A gasp escaped your parted lips as your eyes widened. "Jake, what are you doing?"

"Estoy pasando un buen momento," he replied simply.

Putting your hand on his forearm, you asked him, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

As Jake moved his hand between your legs, he nodded, "Yes, I am. How about you?"

You spread your legs a little, gasping quietly, nodding your head. "Yhy, much, but you shouldn't, we're in public."

"Are you scared someone will hear or see us?" Jake asked.

Biting your lower lip, you nodded your head.

You had never done anything like that before; you had been in a few relationships before, but they were never that serious.

"No one will know a thing if you keep quiet," Jake instructed in a low tone of his. His curious fingers reached your panties and he began to slowly play with you through the fabric.

Again, you nodded your head and gasped, this time a little louder.

Jake only hushed you without stopping his actions. His only regret was not being able to see your pretty face fully.

As he placed his palm between your thighs, you instinctively bucked your hips.

In a chuckle, he moved your panties to the side so he could finally touch you without any barriers. Though you acted so innocent, he already sensed how wet you were, just for him.

As his fingers teasingly moved up and down your clit, you panted; you didn't care if anyone could hear.

As two of his fingers slowly moved into the tight pussy, Jake whispered, "Buena niña," into your ear. He shifted slightly in his seat and placed a few kisses on your neck.

There was no doubt Jake was a skilled man, and he knew exactly how to touch your starving body to make you moan. As you wrapped your arm around his neck, you parted your lips and gasped quietly. "Fuck."

"Want more?" Jake asked.

In a whisper, you replied, "Yes."

Jake kissed your cheek and moved away, licking his fingers clean as he did so. Oh, you tasted so sweetly.

As he sat in his chair, he worked on his pants before grabbing your arm to pull you onto his lap.

After being pulled by your shoulders, you got on his lap as quietly as possible. You smiled to yourself as you pressed your back against his torso; the situation was everything but what you had expected to happen on that date.

"Look at you. First you scolded me for complimenting your short skirt, then you jumped on my lap so easily," Jake whispered into your ear from behind.

Moaning, you bucked your hips against his crotch.

Your lips were immediately covered by his palm. "I told you to keep quiet. There are only a few people here, but they can still hear you," Jake groaned, biting on your earlobe.

As you kissed his inner palm, you nodded eagerly.

With an amused smile, Jake sat you on his lap fully, pushing his pants just a little bit further to free his hard cock. Despite enjoying the moment, he was surprised how easy it was to slip under that short skirt of yours, but he wasn't going to complain, quite the contrary.

Jake slowly pushed his cock into your tight hole while keeping your mouth covered. The other arm was tightly wrapped around your waist.

Having him manhandle you was blissful; you felt like a puppet he could control, but you savored every moment. His cock was thick and filled you to the brim. 

Putting a hand under your skirt, you shifted your lacy pants aside, and of course, you rubbed your clit, letting out a moan.

As Jake quickly pushed your hand away, he announced he would be the one that gives you pleasure tonight. With his hips thrusted in you carefully, he began to circle your clit with his calloused finger, panting deeply right into your ear.

As you wrapped your arm around his neck, your hips bucked slightly to meet his thrusts. You cupped his jaw with your other hand and forced him to look at you before kissing him.

Jake kissed you back, tightly gripping your waist. As a matter of fact, he was glad that there were so few people watching the movie that night. As a result, he was able to pull it off much more easily. "Niña traviesa," Jake whispered against your lips.

"Harder," you pleaded against his lips as quietly as you could. 

Only one thing you wished for was to change the uncomfortable position, but you knew that was impossible.

As Jake had little to no obligations against your wishes, he gladly picked up his pace as much as he could. There was no doubt in his mind that he would have to take you again in a more comfortable setting; your pussy felt amazing hugging his cock tightly, swallowing his entire girth.

As you rested your forehead against his cheek, you enjoyed the way he grunted quietly; it made you feel proud after all, you made him do that. As your pussy clenched around his cock for the first time, you whispered, "Oh my God, I'll cum. I want you to touch me. Fuck"

"Good. Buena niña," Jake praised as he thrust into you with his hand onto your clit again, abusing it. It was also apparent to him that he was getting closer to his climax.

You jerked up from his lap, his throbbing cock slipping out of you with a wet sound. You quickly straddled his lap again, took a hold of his dick, and pushed it back to your aching pussy. You wrapped your arms around Jake's neck tightly when you started going up and down on his shaft, stealing a messy kiss from him, panting like crazy.

He teased against your lips, "Don't hold back and we might still watch the movie."

"Fuck the movie," you gasped, kissing Jake again and muffling your groans with that. You snapped your hips faster and harder, enjoying Jake's fingers digging into your hips as he tightened his grasp on you.

"I'm gonna fucking fill you up," Lockley groaned, grabbing your hips and keeping you in a place while he filled your cunt with his thick cum.

To muffle your moans, you kissed and sucked on the side of Jake's neck. You started moving faster and faster after he spilled his seed deep in your pussy, until you reached your climax. 

Your peak was intense like never before; shivers ran down your spine as you shivered in Jake's arms, whispering sweet nothings into his ear, feeling your pussy clenching rhythmically around his dick, milking and coating it with your juices.

As Jake gently stroked your back, he praised you quietly. "You're such a good girl. Just so we're clear, I'm still not finished with you."

"I was hoping you'd say something like that," you told Jake as you kissed him, briefly letting your tongue dance with his.

Shortly after, you slipped off his lap and returned to your seat, pulling your skirt down and improving your outfit.

As he pulled his pants back in place, Jake smiled proudly. Taking care of you again was already his top priority after this stupid movie ended.

𝓓𝓪𝔂 2 - My Praises || Jake Lockley x fem!reader

Masterlist

Summary: With the help of Jake, you discover the kink you didn't know you had.

Warnings: smut (praise kink, unprotected p in v, oral - m receiving, manhandling)

Word count: 2013

Author: Rouge

A/N: the prompt for today is: Praise Kink. orange italics - Jake speaking Spanish

It had been a long day at the office, without a single chance to text your boyfriend throughout the day. Finally you got a chance to check your phone.

[Jake ♥]: Want to play tonight, nena?

Quickly, you responded with a brief 'Obvs!' and rushed to your car.

You wondered what Jake would have planned as you drove home. You had been exploring sexuality a lot lately. There was a lot of talking, but that just heightened the excitement. You were thrilled that he was taking the initiative again, as he always did.

You parked your car on a driveway, ran home, took off your heels, and slipped out of your blouse, leaving you in your pencil skirt and lacy, half-transparent bra. When you looked in the mirror, you sighed, wishing you had more time to pick a better bra. As you traced your breasts, you realized that you'd never made much of an impression based on your standards: average yet lean body, Y/E/C eyes and Y/H/C hair. You were nothing special in your own opinion. Yet, for some reason, Jake Lockley wanted you, not just as a longtime friend, but also as his life partner.

The moment Jake stepped in, you stared at your stocking-clad legs wondering whether to remove them as well.

A cocky smile spread across his lips as he claimed, "Now, that's an image I like coming home to."

When you looked up, he came forward and wrapped his strong arms around you. Then he bent over to kiss your neck with a smile on his face.

Jake whispered, "You turn me on, little doll. Vamos, sé una buena niña y tocar tus pechos por mí," as he gently nibbled at your neck, making you gasp and let out a soft moan.

Languidly, you complied, tracing the outline of your breasts as they were caged in the lacy bra.

An eye-catching smirk flashed across Jake's face when he looked in the mirror. As he tugged the lobe of your ear with his teeth, he whispered, "Yes, just like that. You're so obedient, pequeña puta. You have such pretty boobs," Lockley smiled, sliding his hands to rest on your hips, teasing the edge of your pencil, fitted, black skirt which he loved so much.

In response to his praise and crass language, you squirmed, palming your breasts through the bra. As he undid your skirt, he pulled the material down to reveal your white panties and black thigh high stockings.

With his teeth clenched, he hissed. "Eres tan sexy, nena,” Jake whispered, placing a kiss on your shoulder, trailing his hand till it lightly touched your panties. "You already have a wet spot on your panties," he joked lowly, lightly passing over the spot and smirking as you gasped. "Such a good doll, already wet for her papi."

Letting out a moan, you rested your head on his shoulder. Just by his words you became weak in the knees. "It's your fault, Jake. You make me so wet," you whispered to him, looking at his reflection in the mirror.

His hand cupped your pussy over your panties. "Good. You're so pretty when you're wet. And moaning, just for me, muñequita."

Your pussy twitched as you felt more pussy juice leak out; you parted your lips and tried to rub your thighs together.

Jake commanded in a low, husky tone, "Quítate el sostén, let me see those gorgeous tits."

You looked back to the mirror, trying to see if he was joking, but he looked completely serious. It was not difficult for you to comply, letting your bra fall on the floor as you watched his reaction.

His eyes stayed focused on your chest, tongue swiping at his upper lip. Jake whispered in your ear, "I love your tits, so perky," before licking the space behind your ear. "Your nipples look so gorgeous now, pinch them for me," he ordered as he moved from cupping your pussy to squeezing your ass.

Keeping your face on him, you reached up to cup your breasts, stroking them softly. They felt fuller under Jake's gaze somehow. While gasping and mumbling, you teased your nipples and pinch them.

"Eres una buena muchacha, bebé," Jake praised with a smirk on his lips. "Feel how hard you make me, muñequita." As he pressed his clothed cock against your ass, you instinctively rolled your hips to rub your bum against his crotch. Instinctively, you tried to turn and undress him, but he held you facing the mirror. 

"Keep pinching your nipples for me," Jake demanded as he began undressing behind you.

You followed his lead, pinching your nipples, rolling them in your fingers. You watched as he quickly took off his black, leather jacket and blue shirt; his large hands coming around to grip your breasts. "You have such pretty tits, I want to suck them all day, chiquita."

While he pinched and pulled your nipples, you moaned and grinded your ass against his clothed cock. You blinked when he shifted his hands down and felt him kneel behind you. You watched, panting, as he placed a kiss at the top of your stockings. After a moment, he slapped your ass and removed his shoes and socks.

You jolted and turned to watch him, kneeling before you. You gently scraped your nails through his thick locks. You loved hearing him groan, "That feels good, nena."

When his shoes and socks were off, Jake stood and unbuckled his pants. "Take off your panties," he said, staring hard into Y/E/C eyes.

Shimmying out of your wet panties, you were eager to please him.

Lockley raked his eyes over your figure and for a moment you felt self conscious until he spoke. "Oh, Dios Mío, eres tan sexy, nena."

You bit your lip, looking him over. "So are you," you whispered in response.

All he gave you was a smirk before he kissed you hard, tongue sweeping all over your mouth. Sucking on your tongue, he grunted; your nails scraping down his back. Then, all of a sudden, his fingers were teasing your pussy. Slowly, he let go of your kiss, biting your bottom lip. "I love you like this, wet and so ready for me," Jake whispered as he pushed two fingers inside you, coaxing that sponge spot inside your pussy.

You clutched Jake’s shoulders, trying to stay upright as your knees buckled and you moaned while he played your pussy like a violin. Just as suddenly Jake pulled out his fingers only to raise them to your mouth.

Keeping your eyes on him, you sucked his fingers clean off your pussy juice, bobbing your head back and forth slowly, earning a deep grunt from him.

Gently, he removed his fingers from your mouth and gave you a kiss before turning you around and gathering your hair into a low ponytail. Jake smiled as he kissed your forehead, saying, "Such a good girl, so sweet and innocent. I want you so fucking badly,” he added, kissing the side of your neck, only to start sucking on the delicate skin of yours.

After tracing your fingers down his chest and stomach, you finally gained confidence. "How do you want me?"

Before responding, Jake chuckled and bit your neck, sucking it for a moment. "I want you to suck my cock. My dick has been aching for your lips to wrap around it all day, nena."

You didn't need to be told twice. You sank to the floor and dragged down his pants, freeing his thick, hard cock as you watched his face. You gently wrapped your hand around it. While you licked up from the shaft and circled his head, you kept your eyes on his face. You loved hearing his quiet gasps and groans.

His large hand came to gather your hair, tugging it softly. "You're so good at that, nena," Jake cooed, and you moaned in response before taking the tip into your mouth. Sheathing your teeth, you started bobbing your head on his cock, still paying attention to him.

"You are a great cock sucker,” Jake praised, licking his lower lip slowly as he watched you closely.

He encouraged you to speed up and close your eyes while you enjoyed the taste of his cock in your mouth. You pulled him out of your mouth for a moment; a string of saliva connecting you as your drool dripped down your chin and landed on your breasts. You kept your eyes on Jake and let your tongue hang out a little before you took his cock back into your mouth.

"Fuck yes, nena, your throat feels good on my cock," Jake praised again, massaging the back of your head.

You groaned as he spoke and tugged your hair harder. Your pussy twitched as you listened to the lewd sounds of his cock slipping in and out of your mouth. 

"You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth,” Jake groaned before he pulled your hair up, directing you to release him. His cock came out of your mouth with a pop, saliva dripping off his shaft; you licked it clean before standing.

Lockley guided you gently to your bed, bending you in front of him, applying just a little pressure to your lower back. As he stood behind you, he pulled a few pillows and placed them under your hips. "Eres tan buena chica,” Jake muttered before he slid his cock in your dripping, wet pussy from behind in one hard thrust.

You both groaned.

You shivered and clenched on his cock.

Slowly, he pulled back to the tip before thrusting forward again to the hilt.

"Fuck,” you cursed quietly, loving how his cock felt inside you.

Lockley started setting a steady pace, thrusting to the hilt, out to the tip and back. "Your pussy feels so good on my cock," Jake panted as he continued, "Tan mojado, calientito y apretado.” He bent forward and bit the back of your neck as he thrust in you again. "Tal un buen coño."

The way he fucked you was so good, and he knew just what to say to make you want more. "I love your cock in me,” you panted out as you matched his thrusts.

He groaned and started to move faster. "Such a sexy girl," he muttered as he picked up the pace. "You like how I fuck you?" Jake asked, tugging at your hair.

You raised your head, turning it slightly to look up at him, moaning "Fuck, yes!”

This was all Lockley needed, and he surged forward pounding his cock in your pussy, grunting deeply at the feeling of your pussy squeezing his cock nicely.

You loved when he got rough. Eventually, your arms gave out and you laid your chest back on the bed.

"Buena niña,” Jake said, holding tight to your hips as he kept up his delicious pace. "Good girl, taking my cock so well,” he groaned out as he gained speed. His breath indicated he was getting closer. Jake stuttered around his panting breath. "Where do you want my cum?"

"Inside," you whimpered breathlessly. "Please, cum inside me, daddy. Tell me I’m your good girl, please!” You pleaded, getting closer and closer to your peak.

After a few more sharp thrusts, he pulled you over the edge with him, slamming into your core. He stayed there for a moment leaning over to press into your back. "You like my cum inside you?" Jake asked, brushing his cheek against your nape. "I love cumming in you, my little doll, pleasing her papi so well," he pressed a few kisses on your shoulder before withdrawing, leaving you feeling strangely empty.

"Thank you, Jake, it was amazing,” you whispered, stroking his cheek and looking deeply into his dark, hazel eyes.

Jake smiled and turned to kiss your hand before he moved you both to cuddle together. "Did you like it, nena? All the praises?”

You smiled, turning to kiss his nose. “"I didn't know I had a praise kink. Thanks to you, I am discovering myself every single day."