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Hot Sex [Oneshot]“I want you sore, baby,” he murmurs, and he continues his sweet, leisurely torment, backward, forward. “Every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I’ve been here. Only me. You are mine.””Holy crap,” you said out loud. Your eyes had been glued to 50 Shades of Grey for about an hour and a half; your vision was starting to blur but you just couldn’t stop. You’ve been sitting at the kitchen counter with your stomach grumbling, waiting for Kris to get back from his photoshoot. And you didn’t even bother to reply to his text because you were so hooked. Eh, he can wait, you thought. You read that part of the book again and butterflies fluttered in your stomach. “Oh my god. That sounds just like Kris. He would totally say that,” you shook your head dazedly at the familiarity. You did your best to pry your eyes off the book to look up at the clock in the living room. When you did, your eyes started to water because you had been reading for too long. “10:35 already?” you looked at the ramen that you had barely touched. Your stomach growled, harshly reminding you that you neglected it. “Ah, I should eat,” you placed the book aside and picked up your chopsticks. Then your phone blinked, and you remembered the text that Kris sent you earlier. Picking it up, you read his text: Babei I lovr u. “What the heck? Why is he making so many typos?” you complained through a mouthful of noodles. You savored the spicy taste dancing on your tongue as you started typing a reply.Then you were interrupted by the sudden, aggressive shaking and turning of the doorknob, causing you to jump a little in the air and almost knocking over your bowl of ramen. The door flung open and Kris stumbled in.”Kris!” you yelled, “You scared me!” Then you took in his appearance; he looked unsteady and messy. His clothes from the photoshoot were rumpled and he looked so exhausted. “Hey, are you okay?” you hurried over to him and placed a hand around his waist and on his chest to steady him.”Baobei…” he rasped out in his low voice and looked down at you. His breath rung of bitter alcohol that made its way to your nose in one strong wave. “Kris did you drink?” you asked him disapprovingly. “Why?” you pressed as you still hanged onto him. He continued gazing at you and only then you realized the evident lust beginning to form in his brown eyes as he stared at your bare shoulders. You were wearing a spaghetti strap top. “Kris!” you patted his chest to snap him out of it. “Answer me.”Before you knew it, you were pressed against the wall. Kris’ breath invaded the pure türbanlı diyarbakır escort air that you were breathing. He cupped your cheek in one hand and wrapped his arm around your waist tightly. He leaned his forehead onto yours and closed his eyes, “I’m stressed,” he croaked out. “Baby…” your arms banded his body, “I’m -“Kris attacked your lips furiously as he pressed you onto the wall harder with his body. You felt his body heat radiating through your petite frame, and your temperature shot up. “Mmmph,” you whimpered as his lips molded against yours erotically. He bent down slightly to grip your thighs and hook your legs around his waist. He bit at your bottom lip for entrance and you let him in. His tongue swiped every corner of your wet cavern as you close your eyes in pleasure. He trailed kisses down your jawline and sucked harshly on your neck, leaving red marks. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as he ravished you desperately. “Kris…” you breathed out and looked into his concupiscent eyes. “I need you,” he huskily whispered and began carrying you unsteadily to the bathroom. You held onto him tightly, not wanting to fall.His lips never left yours the whole way there and when he placed you on the bathroom counter, you pulled away. “Kris, w-what are we doing in here?” You looked at him with a confused expression. He began fumbling to unzip your shorts and tugged at your top, taking it off completely. “I’m gonna take you in here,” and he abused your lips with his again. You whimpered as you felt your lips becoming swollen and as he ripped off your shorts forcefully. He pulled back to unbuckle his belt and slip out of his boxers. You blushed as you looked at his long and thick member already standing hard. Kris pulled your hands and placed them on his shirt, telling you to unbutton it as he slid your panties off and unclasped your bra. “Kris!” you hissed as he inserted his long finger into you. Your eyes fluttered close and you bit your lips at the sudden invasion of your pussy. Kris looked at you lustfully while you were taking in two more of his fingers. He moved them swiftly in and out of you, pressing against your walls. Your body gently rocked with his movements and Kris looked down at how your pussy was swallowing his digits. He couldn’t take it anymore and pulled out; your juices dripped down his fingers and he licked them seductively. You moaned in protest at the loss of pressure in you, but Kris muffled you with a heated kiss again. “Baobei,” he rubbed your naked waist, “I türbanlı diyarbakır escort bayan might break you.” Then you stroked his arms tenderly. “I don’t mind, Yifan,” and pecked his lips. With that, Kris hurriedly took his unbuttoned shirt off and positioned his member in front of your wet core. He held your waist with a burning grip and thrust into you all at once.”Oh my godddddd,” you moaned loudly and braced yourself by holding onto his forearms. Your fingertips turned white as he pounded into you with indescribable force. “Y-yifannnn,” you squeezed your eyes shut as your pussy stretched around his cocked.He slammed into you harder and faster. “Open your eyes, baobei. Look at me,” he demanded. “Hmmmphhhhh,” you moaned erotically as he continued rocking you violently. Your pussy pulsed around him. “I said open your eyes,” Kris growled and slowed down his pace. You snapped your eyes open as you felt the intensity in your lower region fade. Kris pulled out of you and spanked your thigh. He quickly helped you get down and you almost collapsed, but Kris held you securely. He turned you around harshly to face the mirror and bent you over the counter. Your face grew red as you looked at how erotic you looked; your skin was flushed and sweating, your lips swollen and red while Kris stood behind you sexually aggressive looking. “I want you to watch me fuck you,” he whispered as he looked at you through the mirror. He trailed his finger across your breasts.Your body rocked forward and you cried out as he plunged his hard cock into you again. “YIFAN! You’re so… big…in me…” you screamed as he hammered you recklessly. He held your hips down as you moved back and forth with his punishing thrusts. “God, you feel so fucking good,” he said as he licked your ear. You watched how your body jerked with his movements and how his huge dick appeared and disappeared in your pussy as Kris adjusted your body at an angle so you could see everything. “My baobei’s pussy is so fucking tight,” he dirty talked as you cried out in pleasure when he hit your g-spot. You held onto the edge of the counter for dear life. “Only for me,” he pounded you harder, wanting to imprint himself into you with his dick. You screamed as you felt your orgasm approaching. “Yifan, I-I think, hmppphhh,” you whimpered between his hard thrusts. He felt your body quivering and he stopped.”Not yet,” he huskily groaned in your ear. He pulled out of you and made you face him again. He hoisted your weak body up and wrapped your legs around türbanlı escort diyarbakır his body again and then inserted himself inside you. You bit your lip in pleasure and moaned wantonly and he began carrying you to the bedroom. “Ah…ah…ah…” you groaned softly as his hard member nudged the end of your pussy with his every step.He laid down onto the cool sheets with you straddling him. Then he began bouncing you on top of him hard and fast. Your head hung low from exhaustion as he abused your small hole. Sweat dripped down your guys’ foreheads as he held your waist tighter and continued his assault. “Oh, Yifan….” you moaned in the crook of his neck. “It’s so…. good,” you cried out as you slid up and down his long cock. Kris’ low moans and heavy breathing filled the room and you sucked tenderly on his neck. “Oh fuck, baobeiii,” Kris hissed.He flipped you on your back and started ramming himself inside you harder than ever. He captured your lips with his again and you tasted the alcohol in his mouth. He closed his eyes, focusing on bringing you to orgasm. He slid easily in and out of your wet pussy as you watched his beautiful, euphoric face. The way his eyebrows furrowed together, glimmered with sweat. His clenched jaw and his possessive grip on you. “Unnggh… Baobei, I love you so much. This is how much…ahh…. I love you…” he groaned out and lifted your legs over his shoulders. He grounded himself into you rougher, pressing you into the bed which was sounding like it was about to break. “I love you,” he said again in your ear and hearing that in his low voice was all that you needed to have a mind-blowing orgasm. You screamed at your release, your mouth wide open and tears leaking out from your eyes as Kris was still working on your body. You felt that he was close too, as his cock throbbed in your swollen pussy. You reached up and wiped the sweat on his forehead. “I love you, too,” you whispered as you rocked your body tiredly for him. One more hard thrust and Kris came filling you up completely with his white liquids. You felt his warmth spreading in your lower region. You had truly become one with him as part of your boyfriend remained in your most intimate area. He muffled his loud groan by biting on your shoulder and rode out his orgasm more gently in you. Kris looked into your eyes, completely satisfied. He smiled at you and kissed your lips tenderly before carefully pulling out. You whimpered at the loss of his hard cock in you, your pussy slowly recovering from the intense love-making. Kris chuckled and pulled you into his flushed body and stroked your damp hair. “I’m sorry,” he kissed your forehead, “for letting my stress out on you. I love you, and you’re everything to me.” You hummed in response. ”Love you, too. But I’m going to be so sore tomorrow,” you murmured on his chest and Kris let out a tired laugh. “I want you sore, baby.”Say, did he read 50 Shades of Grey? You thought before sleep completely washed over you.

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