thefrictionyouneed:

A smirk crossed his face a little bit at her attitude. It should be illegal to feel the way she felt tight around him and be snarky. He was breathing heavy while he tried to talk back to her. “You get to call me whatever you want. I’d like the same feckin courtesy.” He pushed into her a little faster and clenched his jaw. Frazier moved one of his hands up to her neck and slid his fingers into her hair and moaned a little as he pushed harder.

Frazier moved to look at her a little again, allowing himself that before moving his hand down over chest to press his thumb against her clit as he slammed into her. She felt somehow perfect. He could always name off the things that were wrong in his head. Chemistry being off. People feeling a certain way when he liked it better one way. All he could think about was how good she felt. How dangerous that was and right now it made the encounter about ten times sexier.

Frazier started to move a little faster and met her eyes pushing as deep as he could into her. He clenched his jaw a little bit. “I don’t know who would want to rip you apart.” He said his voice low before he put his lips back against her neck and slammed into her hard. “I just wanna hear you scream.” He whispered against her skin.

“Who said I was polite?” she asked through a series of gasps. Her gasps turned to loud moans as he sped up thinking he was way too good at this. She hadn’t had sex this good in awhile, hell she wasn’t sure she’d ever had sex this good. She grinned when he pulled her hair a little. She wasn’t sure this moment could get more perfect but then he started rubbing her clit.

“Shit!” she called out at that new feeling. So not only could he fuck, but he knew how to get a woman off. She gripped the pole tightly, grinding her hips against his faster as her legs squeezed around him tighter.

She barely heard his voice getting lost on the feeling of him inside her and pressing that amazing area. Her face twisted a little before calling out Sean louder. She moved a hand to his scalp and pressed his face further into her neck.

“Right…there…don’t….stop,” she said breathless, through more moans. She wanted him to make her come, she wanted to come with him inside of her which wasn’t a normal feeling for her to have. She wanted to tighten around him more and hear him call out.

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thefrictionyouneed:

Frazier looked over her face, a little bit smug when she cursed at him but it didn’t last too long when she moved to grab the pipe over their heads and he felt himself slide into place inside her more. It felt like they were puzzle pieces and he couldn’t look away from her while she talked to him. His breath was heavy when she moved like she was going to kiss him and smiled a little when she didn’t and kept talking instead. He groaned a little bit and his fingers dug into her hip harder.

He’d thought she was something different but now as he started to move a little faster inside of her he knew he was in trouble. Maybe they both were. His eyes closed a little while he looked at her and pressed into her harder. It was too easy to keep his eyes on her while he pushed inside of her. There was an actual connection here and he had to fight a little to close his eyes before he moved his mouth to her neck and pressed his teeth against her skin and pushed into her harder.

Frazier didn’t know what he’d expected but it hadn’t been this. Normally a hookup in the bathroom would be fun, sexy obviously but he hadn’t expected it to be intense. He groaned her name a little against her neck and his brow furrowed as he pushed in again harder pushing her against the wall. She felt so good that he was torn between taking his time or slamming into her until the wall broke.

“Jesus feckin’ christ.”

Lucy closed her eyes when his lips when to her neck. She was almost glad he moved away, she didn’t think she could look away from him. She wrapped her free arm around his neck, pulling him closer. She moaned loudly when she felt his teeth on her neck not wanting him stop.

She was trying to ignore the fact that he fit her like the best kind of glove, but it was almost impossible. She squeezed her legs around him tighter as her hips ground against his. She pushed his face harder into her neck, biting down on her lip to keep from full out screaming.

This couldn’t be real, maybe it was just a really good sex dream. She kind of hoped it was because she had a feeling she would crave this feeling later and probably more than once. “I prefer just Jessica,” she said breathlessly with a grin. She surprised herself when she turned her head and kissed his head. She kept her lips on his scalp for a long moment before moving away to call out what she named him.

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