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🥀Lethal Obsession💋 ft Corrupted Xavier [Crazy Hot]

Pairing: Xavier x f! reader Genre: Erotic, No story plot smut [*MDNI] Tags: Dialogue-driven, Erotic Smut, MDom, Boyfriend, Corrupted Xavier, Possessive, Obsession, Cunnilingus, Begging, Slight Mentions Of Degradation, Teasing, Slight Mentions of Non-con, Persuasive, Clit Play, Full of Cum, Missionary, Cowgirl, Riding, Spitting, Good Girl, Spanking, Neck kisses, Begging, Nipple Play, Multiple Orgasms, Cum For Me, Breeding, No condom, Orgasm, Creampie, Aftercare, Hard again Word count: 3.6k

“I know, baby, but just feel how hard I am again,” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and seductive, sending a lingering shiver ripping through my entire being. "You knew what you were doing—wearing that fucking lace panties," Xavier growled, his voice thick with desire as he peppers kisses onto my thighs, inches away from my core.

“Babe… I need you again," Xavier murmured, his voice husky with desire as he drew closer, his breath hot against my skin. 

Still in my high, I looked up at Xavier and saw him fully erect again—his cock pressing and jolting against my dripping clit. How the fuck is he hard already? He just came inside me few seconds ago.

As my climax abated, I found myself struggling to catch my breath, barely processing what the fuck I had just felt—and now Xavier wants to fuck me again? “But Xav," I managed between breaths, “It’s too much, I can't take any more," I moaned, my voice laced with a mixture of exhaustion and desire.

Drenched in my own sweat, I glanced down at my core and gently parted my folds, revealing the delicious mess his cum had created inside me, coating my walls and spilling out. 

My lace panties obediently remained pulled to the side, following Xavier’s command, while my legs stayed spread wide for him to witness all of this glory—this exquisite sight. This exquisite sight that he played a part in.

Xavier guides my hands and firmly presses them against his throbbing cock, urging me to stroke it with my palm. There it is, his long, thick cock begging for another release. His whole shaft is slick with a mixture of my wetness and his. 

“I know, baby, but just feel how hard I am again,” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and seductive, sending a lingering shiver ripping through my entire being. "You knew what you were doing—wearing that fucking lace panties," Xavier’s words ring heavy, his voice thick with desire as he peppers kisses onto my thighs, inches away from my core.

His voice alone set my messy pussy throbbing, leaving me unable to speak, breathe, or move. 

"You know how it drives me wild. You’re making me fucking hard over and over again,” his words slurred into upholstery as he works his way to my folds, still dripping wet with his cum. 

It was silent in the room, but the way he brazenly lusted at me was deafening. So sweet, so sexy, so controlling. 

His tongue and finger was everywhere—between circling my messy clit, working rhythmic laps and delving deep into my hole. So fucking filthy. As everything becomes wet, the overwhelming stimulation escalates from too many places at once.

As he trailed his nose and lips along my thighs where my laced panties resided, he paused to inhale deeply, as if captivated by the scent. “And with this view… with your legs spread wide open like this in front of me,” he slowly leans forward, inching closer to my face.

“I could spend all week fucking you nonstop and then still want more,” Xavier growled in my ear. 

So fucking wrong, and oh god, so good. I bit my lips. My body shudders at the feeling.

“Fuck, I can’t… it hurts,” I protested weakly, my body still buzzing with the lingering effects of our previous encounters. "I can't, baby.”

He gripped the back of my knees and spread my legs further, holding me splayed open on the bed before him. Teasing himself against me, he positioned his cock nestled against my folds. 

“Yes, yes you can, baby." Xavier hissed, his voice tinged with need and dripping with lust. "Don’t worry, I will do all the work. You just need to lay down prettily—just like this."

Slowly, he started to glide his cock against it, teasing my wet pussy with deliberate strokes. Un-fucking-believable. This fucker. I’ve lost count of how many times he came inside me, yet he still wants more?

"Please, please, let me fill you up again," he pleaded, his words a desperate plea for release as passion blazed in his eyes.

Securing his wrists around my waist, he pressed me deeper into the bed, intent on ravishing my breasts with his tongue and lips—leaving me gasping for more and stiffening as he sucked.

With each flick of his tongue and press of his lips, I teetered on the edge of ecstasy, my body responding eagerly to his every touch.

I squirmed, panting and gasping with his every touch—moaning and whimpering as his mouth clamped onto my tits like he never intended to let go. 

In the throes of euphoria, he slid his hands into my hair, cupping my face and holding me still before lowering his mouth to mine in a lustful kiss. Soft, slow kisses fogged my brain so thoroughly that I didn’t protest—but then his lips crept closer to my neck.

Oh my fucking God. He knew my weak spot so fucking well.

His tongue darted out from his mouth and licked the sensitive parts of it—sending a current of pure erotic electricity shooting through my body and into my core.

My back arched, and I shut my eyes, momentarily hypnotised by his captivating caresses.

Fuck. I need that fucking cock inside of me now, I wanted to beg.

“It will be really quick… I promise, please," he begged, his voice thick with longing as he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine.

There was nowhere to look but right at him, his eyes imploring, silently demanding to possess me. He doesn’t care and is still going to drill his dick deep into my pussy again. I just know it. 

Xavier was using me—using my body, exploiting my hole for hours—and I fucking loved every second, every minute and every hour of it. And he’s gonna do it again. And I’m gonna let him. 

I will let him wreck me, violate me and use me like his own personal flesh toy, because I’m a fucking goner at this point. My entire soul and being are submitted to his pleasures. 

Finally, finally, I succumbed to his touch. Fucking devour me, Xavier.

With shameless abandon, I circled my hips slowly, allowing his weeping tip to tease against the walls of my cum-filled pussy. The way it was just our arousal and fluid lubricating us feels so sinful. 

“Fffuck,” he muttered. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

His hands roam my body, seizing palmfuls of my tits—clamping onto them. 

“Admit it, you crave this as much as I do.”

While my breasts were being fondled and my nipples pinched, his other hand began to fist his already-hard cock. “You feel that?,” he pressed his member against my folds, smacking it against them. “Feel this? Feel what you do to me?”

I bit my lips. I could feel his sharp gaze on me. So fucking explicit.

Not only was my body having an insanely unprecedented response to him, but he was just as affected by me as I was by him.

“Feel how fucking hard you make me?”

He moved up, again grazing past my opening and up to my clit. 

I nodded, throat too tight to speak. 

Every time he rocked his hips, his dick slid against my core, it drives me fucking insane. Noises began to grind out of my throat.

My stomach clenches with anticipation, my throbbing desire urging me forward as I move my hips ever so slightly, inviting them. Stroking him with my drenched folds, I allow his weeping tip to tease against my entrance—just enough to push him in and out of me, ever so slightly.

I couldn’t help it. He was thick enough. Long enough. And I needed him deep inside me already. I couldn’t wait any longer; I needed to get fucked by him. On a whim, I added a twist, using a handful of spit to stroke him from the base to the head, hand over hand over hand.

“So fucking needy,” he murmured. “I love it when you let me use you like this. You’re enjoying this, huh? Being spread open and used this way?”

My mouth parted and I could feel my cheeks reddening, my hand still stroking his cock, pussy throbbing and aching at his words.

And then, without warning, Xavier pushed my hands aside and thrust his cock deep into my pussy in one single push. Both of us gasped—mine a sound of surprise, his smug and hungry. Jolts of ecstasy shot straight to his dick as my moans filled the room, wincing in both pain and pleasure. I froze as he angled himself, his body moving forward and pushing even deeper—causing me to arch my back.

“You make me so proud, taking it in like this,” he sucked in a seething breath, let it out with a shudder. 

I moaned from the friction and his voice, his delicious voice and his fucking cock, I can’t get enough of.

His eyes widened, pupils dilating, and his pulse leapt in my throat. “Fuck,” he whispered. “I want to hear that mouth crying my name,” he growled.

I kept watching as he withdrew from my pussy and slid inside again. It seemed impossible I could take so much but I saw it with my own eyes—thick inch after thick inch disappearing inside me and reappearing slicked with my wetness and his. 

“I want you to tell me how sore that pussy is.”

“It’s so fucking sore, Xav!” I whimpered.

“My full name.”

“Xavier!”

“Good girl. Because after this, I—We—I’m gonna fuck you again,” he stammered.

“And again,” he said as he pumped his cock into me. The strokes were long but not hard, and I could take them easily.

He rolled his hips, almost blacking me out with the sudden movement, ramming it balls deep into me. “And again.”

My pussy wasn’t just wet; it was as though my whole body was fucking quivering, pulsating, trembling—feeling every throb surrounding his cock. I could barely talk now, my head lolling back against the soft pillow that Xavier had tucked beneath it earlier, my arched back pushing my breasts closer to his body. Two hands grasped my sides. His hips adjusted. He slid out slowly, nearly leaving me empty, then slipped back inside, a little deeper than before. 

He made me feel every single inch and vein of his cock, the sensation so intense I forgot to breathe.

“Mmm, you like the way I fuck,” he grinned, the tell me implicit in his eyes.

“Yes, I love how you fuck me.”

“You’re gonna give me what I want, when and how I want it.”

“Yes, sir. Always.”

“Your mouth is mine. Your body is mine. Your pussy is mine. Your tits—fuck—mine all mine.”

I had no control over what was coming and going in and out of my pussy. He can have everything. All of me. All of this. 

My tits bounced as Xavier rammed into me repeatedly, spearing me with his cock right into my core. He lets out a low, guttural groan and rolls his head back, tightly gripping my hips as he thrusts sloppily into my wet pussy. This shithead was enjoying himself, fucking me like this. His every breath and grunt and groan told me he was.

He leaned his forehead against mine, one hand gripping my neck while his free hand held down on my legs, keeping them apart and further intensifying the pleasure.

As we both looked down, he held his cock, angling it before sliding it back in again.

I hissed at his touch, even though he’d been inside me already, for many hours, his cum and the sound made my heart leap. 

God, I fucking love his cock. I love the way it pulses each time I moan, the way it curves slightly, hitting all the right spots, and the way it slides in and out of my pussy, pulsating and throbbing with each movement.

He found the rhythm he craved, taking me with swift, rough thrusts and grunting in time.

Sweat dripping and covering every inch of my body, I couldn’t take it anymore. Fuck, I needed to release. I begged Xavier.

Xavier shuddered and chuckled, no doubt amused by my desperation. The begging went on. 

With a desperate need to climax, I rock my hips, taking his cock deep into the depths of my pussy.

Without an ounce of respect, I continue to grind my pussy deep into his cock, feeling his fingernails pierce deep into my thighs as he licks and laps all over my body. Little sighs and moans escape from my throat.

“Stay the fuck still, or I’m going to cum before I want to, and if that happens, then I will take you over my knee and punish your ass until you learn how to listen,” Xavier said sternly.

Holy shit. Wait, what if I actually want him to, though? Fuck, he can punish my ass later. He can do whatever he wants to me. I can’t take it anymore; I’m all yours, Xavier.

Soon the only word I know was "please.” I said it over and over. Finally, he gave in. I arched into the orgasm, hips off the bed, my fingernails digging into the fabric of the sheet, crying out louder than I ever had, my core contracting quickly around the brutal organ inside me.

Within seconds, I was crying out, pressing my pussy against his cock so deeply that Xavier was buried to his balls, my fingers scrabbling at the fabric of the sheets, wordless grunts tearing from my throat.

Xavier, being the shithead that he is, persisted, driving into my core with relentless force, each thrust intensifying the pleasure-pain dichotomy. My senses erupted into a carnival of sensations—my pussy and breasts swollen with arousal, my lips tingling from his hungry kisses.

His unyielding rhythm transformed my body into a hedonistic playground, heightening every sensation. With muscle spasms coursing through me, my entire body clenched—my pussy grasping wildly around Xavier’s cock.

“That’s my girl,” he told me hoarsely. “Fffuck, I love it when you clench around my cock like that,” he shuddered, feeling the intense pleasure.

Still clamping down on his shaft like a tight fist, my pussy caused his body to arch like a bow when he felt it. “I’m—“ I inhaled, unable to form a single sentence. But I didn’t need to, because I’m coming so hard, my body undulating as if to surrender to the ecstasy pulsating within.

“Such a good girl. That’s right, baby, only I can make you feel this way,” he murmured against my lips, grinning. His thrusts slowed and deepened, the roll of his hips exaggerated, sending jolts of impact through me. Pure heaven, the way he’s fucking me. Still inside me, his eyes locked with mine as he closed in. His cheeks and lips flushed, mouth slack.

“Only I, can make you feel this good.” 

I nodded breathlessly.

“You're fucking mine.”

Another nod.

“You belong to me, body and soul. No one else can touch you like I do, make you tremble and moan like this,” he whispered with a possessive edge, his breath hot against my skin.

“my cum-filled princess.”

A shuddering exhale. 

The pulsing slowed, after what felt like an eternity, only to be met with another surge of arousal, tightening my body around his cock once more. It heated me in a way that physical sensations couldn’t.

I have no self-respect or self-control anymore. It’s all his fault. All I crave is his cock. My sole purpose in life now is to be his cum-filled princess. My fingers went to my clit, and I started getting myself off again, while my other fingers slid in and out of my mouth, tasting both our fluids. Xavier looked transfixed, as if he was fucking mesmerised.

A slap landed on my thigh, not quite a spank but unmistakably a punishment. “So fucking naughty.” I jolted from my trance.

His hand came down quickly, and although the smack of his palm against my thigh sounded loud, his blow fell painlessly across my skin. A stunned smile buzzed my lips.

He released himself from me, his cock slipping free, leaving me all at once, a mix of disappointment, hunger, and emptiness flooding over me. 

As he traced his way from my clit to my cunt with his tongue, he flattened it against my clit to sample my taste again, his dick still in his hand, gripping hard—never dropping his stare. After a few more excruciating teases, I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to spread more for him so he could pound me right into the base of my stomach again. The very thought of it made my inner muscles twitch.

Xavier stood over me, his cock clenched in his fist, witnessing the messy sight he'd created, giving in to it all, giving in to everything.

“I’m so fucking obsessed with you,” he muttered.

His words chilled my skin and arousal heated my cunt. That’s it, I want him now.

“Stop.”

He blinked, “Mm?”

“Lie on your back. I wanna ride you.” I said hoarsely.

He shivered in a way that told me he had no objection to that. 

I sit up, wanting to take off my own ruined panties, but Xavier stops me, insisting that I leave them be because it turns him on to see me in them. It's so fucking cute when he's all honest like that.

By this time, my slick wetness is covering almost every part of my body. 

With my knees pressed against his hips, straddling him, I use my hand to guide him into position.

The tip of his weeping cock looks so swollen, indicating he's near release. I spit out a slick of saliva to coat his cock, and we both moan in unison as I begin to descend. His gasp echoes in the room as my walls grip him, drawing him deeper inside.

The clenched muscles of his chest startling, his expression agonising. 

“I need you to come inside me again. Please.”

With a subtle shift, I angled myself better, allowing me to bounce on him even more.

“Perfect fuckin’ ass and body…. deserves every drop of my cum”, he murmured.

“Give it to me,” my jaw set as I looked down on him, my hand asserting control over his chin. “I want to see it spilling out around you. I want it where it belongs—in me. Please.”

A deep, shuddering noise rumbled from him and he paused to adjust his angle, eyes shut, luxuriating.

Again and again, my pussy clamped down on the head of his cock, squeezing and pulsing, and just knowing that I could make him cum over and over again, just because of my lace panties, made me feel so good.

Leaning his upper torso forward, he eagerly lapped at me, alternating between suckling and caressing my other breast with his hand. Changing sides, he captured my other nipple between his teeth. I whimper as the warmth of his mouth and tongue close over my nipple. With a gentle push, I guided him back down, resuming my position atop him. 

It feels goddamn intoxicating, and with all the pressure, my full body weight pressing against his cock.

Delirious with desire, he continued, his voice strained with urgency. "Fuck, don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”

But even if I wasn’t on birth control, holy fuck, I was not stopping. My naughty pussy was milking his dick for everything it was worth. "You feel so fucking good," his breath hitches as my pussy engulfs him with my lace panties still tugged to the side, allowing him full access and some friction. With my legs spread in hallowed welcome, I ride, savouring every sensation of his cock. 

It was pure instinct that made him grab my hips and work me harder and faster, making my ass bounce against his cock, seeking to drive him deeper inside me. My cunt tightens around him; I know he can feel it. I know he can tell how close he’s brought me already.

Each movement was a plea for more, a desperate need for his ultimate release and mine. “I want you to cum deep inside my pussy,” I begged, pressing down even more. “Give it to me. Give me every single drop.”

And there it was. 

He was releasing himself and cumming straight into my eager pussy—spurts and spurts of semen glazing my inner walls, filling me with an intoxicating warmth that only fuelled my desire.

At that moment—during the peak of his high, at the peak of my greedy triumph—I maintained my rhythm, riding him with relentless passion, determined to prolong the exquisite pleasure coursing through us. 

Noticing my sloppy movements, it was his turn to pump into me, his hips pistoning faster and harder until the force of it feels like it’s going to rip me apart. My entire body tenses against his, sucked into a rhythm that brings me to the brink almost instantly.

I’m coming again, pulsing hard around his cock as he remains defeated beneath me. My entire body shudders with the force of it as he watches me come apart. It feels so fucking yummy to have him fill up my pussy like this.

Slowly pulling myself up, just enough to keep the swollen head of his cock inside me, I then lower myself back down again, clenching my walls tightly against him—just to tease him. With a deliberate motion, I lifted my hips, disconnecting my pussy from his cock, and we both watched as his cum dripped down from my hole. A groan slipped from his throat, and his cock twitched once more.

I let the sight mesmerise me, drawing a needed veil between my body and brain.

“Mmm, so pretty with my cum dripping out of you like this.”

I nestled against his chest, still reeling from the intensity of our lovemaking—our bodies tingling with the remnants of ecstasy. Entwined in each other's arms, our breaths synchronised in a harmonious rhythm, I traced delicate patterns across his chest, savouring the intimate aftermath of our passion.

Whispering words of adoration, little did I anticipate the surge of desire it would ignite within him.

Xavier's hand cradled my face, his touch possessive yet tender, as his lips found mine once more. "God, baby, you're driving me wild all over again." —by prettyobsessed⋆˚✿˖° Editors' note: i might come back to this and add more details (kinda rushed the end), but as of now, i hope you enjoyed reading this! i'm gonna take a short break and then come back with more content ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ thank you so much for always supporting me. whenever i receive a positive reply from you guys, i just feel so happy, and it motivates me even more to work on new stuff!♡

P.S: I enhanced Xavier's photo just a little bit, and for some reason, he looks extra delicious?!😭

🥀Lethal Obsession💋 ft Corrupted Xavier [Crazy Hot]

Pairing: Xavier x f! reader Genre: Erotic, No story plot smut [*MDNI] Tags: Dialogue-driven, Erotic Smut, MDom, Boyfriend, Corrupted Xavier, Possessive, Obsession, Cunnilingus, Begging, Slight Mentions Of Degradation, Teasing, Slight Mentions of Non-con, Persuasive, Clit Play, Full of Cum, Missionary, Cowgirl, Riding, Spitting, Good Girl, Spanking, Neck kisses, Begging, Nipple Play, Multiple Orgasms, Cum For Me, Breeding, No condom, Orgasm, Creampie, Aftercare, Hard again Word count: 3.6k

“I know, baby, but just feel how hard I am again,” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and seductive, sending a lingering shiver ripping through my entire being. "You knew what you were doing—wearing that fucking lace panties," Xavier growled, his voice thick with desire as he peppers kisses onto my thighs, inches away from my core.

“Babe… I need you again," Xavier murmured, his voice husky with desire as he drew closer, his breath hot against my skin. 

Still in my high, I looked up at Xavier and saw him fully erect again—his cock pressing and jolting against my dripping clit. How the fuck is he hard already? He just came inside me few seconds ago.

As my climax abated, I found myself struggling to catch my breath, barely processing what the fuck I had just felt—and now Xavier wants to fuck me again? “But Xav," I managed between breaths, “It’s too much, I can't take any more," I moaned, my voice laced with a mixture of exhaustion and desire.

Drenched in my own sweat, I glanced down at my core and gently parted my folds, revealing the delicious mess his cum had created inside me, coating my walls and spilling out. 

My lace panties obediently remained pulled to the side, following Xavier’s command, while my legs stayed spread wide for him to witness all of this glory—this exquisite sight. This exquisite sight that he played a part in.

Xavier guides my hands and firmly presses them against his throbbing cock, urging me to stroke it with my palm. There it is, his long, thick cock begging for another release. His whole shaft is slick with a mixture of my wetness and his. 

“I know, baby, but just feel how hard I am again,” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and seductive, sending a lingering shiver ripping through my entire being. "You knew what you were doing—wearing that fucking lace panties," Xavier’s words ring heavy, his voice thick with desire as he peppers kisses onto my thighs, inches away from my core.

His voice alone set my messy pussy throbbing, leaving me unable to speak, breathe, or move. 

"You know how it drives me wild. You’re making me fucking hard over and over again,” his words slurred into upholstery as he works his way to my folds, still dripping wet with his cum. 

It was silent in the room, but the way he brazenly lusted at me was deafening. So sweet, so sexy, so controlling. 

His tongue and finger was everywhere—between circling my messy clit, working rhythmic laps and delving deep into my hole. So fucking filthy. As everything becomes wet, the overwhelming stimulation escalates from too many places at once.

As he trailed his nose and lips along my thighs where my laced panties resided, he paused to inhale deeply, as if captivated by the scent. “And with this view… with your legs spread wide open like this in front of me,” he slowly leans forward, inching closer to my face.

“I could spend all week fucking you nonstop and then still want more,” Xavier growled in my ear. 

So fucking wrong, and oh god, so good. I bit my lips. My body shudders at the feeling.

“Fuck, I can’t… it hurts,” I protested weakly, my body still buzzing with the lingering effects of our previous encounters. "I can't, baby.”

He gripped the back of my knees and spread my legs further, holding me splayed open on the bed before him. Teasing himself against me, he positioned his cock nestled against my folds. 

“Yes, yes you can, baby." Xavier hissed, his voice tinged with need and dripping with lust. "Don’t worry, I will do all the work. You just need to lay down prettily—just like this."

Slowly, he started to glide his cock against it, teasing my wet pussy with deliberate strokes. Un-fucking-believable. This fucker. I’ve lost count of how many times he came inside me, yet he still wants more?

"Please, please, let me fill you up again," he pleaded, his words a desperate plea for release as passion blazed in his eyes.

Securing his wrists around my waist, he pressed me deeper into the bed, intent on ravishing my breasts with his tongue and lips—leaving me gasping for more and stiffening as he sucked.

With each flick of his tongue and press of his lips, I teetered on the edge of ecstasy, my body responding eagerly to his every touch.

I squirmed, panting and gasping with his every touch—moaning and whimpering as his mouth clamped onto my tits like he never intended to let go. 

In the throes of euphoria, he slid his hands into my hair, cupping my face and holding me still before lowering his mouth to mine in a lustful kiss. Soft, slow kisses fogged my brain so thoroughly that I didn’t protest—but then his lips crept closer to my neck.

Oh my fucking God. He knew my weak spot so fucking well.

His tongue darted out from his mouth and licked the sensitive parts of it—sending a current of pure erotic electricity shooting through my body and into my core.

My back arched, and I shut my eyes, momentarily hypnotised by his captivating caresses.

Fuck. I need that fucking cock inside of me now, I wanted to beg.

“It will be really quick… I promise, please," he begged, his voice thick with longing as he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine.

There was nowhere to look but right at him, his eyes imploring, silently demanding to possess me. He doesn’t care and is still going to drill his dick deep into my pussy again. I just know it. 

Xavier was using me—using my body, exploiting my hole for hours—and I fucking loved every second, every minute and every hour of it. And he’s gonna do it again. And I’m gonna let him. 

I will let him wreck me, violate me and use me like his own personal flesh toy, because I’m a fucking goner at this point. My entire soul and being are submitted to his pleasures. 

Finally, finally, I succumbed to his touch. Fucking devour me, Xavier.

With shameless abandon, I circled my hips slowly, allowing his weeping tip to tease against the walls of my cum-filled pussy. The way it was just our arousal and fluid lubricating us feels so sinful. 

“Fffuck,” he muttered. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

His hands roam my body, seizing palmfuls of my tits—clamping onto them. 

“Admit it, you crave this as much as I do.”

While my breasts were being fondled and my nipples pinched, his other hand began to fist his already-hard cock. “You feel that?,” he pressed his member against my folds, smacking it against them. “Feel this? Feel what you do to me?”

I bit my lips. I could feel his sharp gaze on me. So fucking explicit.

Not only was my body having an insanely unprecedented response to him, but he was just as affected by me as I was by him.

“Feel how fucking hard you make me?”

He moved up, again grazing past my opening and up to my clit. 

I nodded, throat too tight to speak. 

Every time he rocked his hips, his dick slid against my core, it drives me fucking insane. Noises began to grind out of my throat.

My stomach clenches with anticipation, my throbbing desire urging me forward as I move my hips ever so slightly, inviting them. Stroking him with my drenched folds, I allow his weeping tip to tease against my entrance—just enough to push him in and out of me, ever so slightly.

I couldn’t help it. He was thick enough. Long enough. And I needed him deep inside me already. I couldn’t wait any longer; I needed to get fucked by him. On a whim, I added a twist, using a handful of spit to stroke him from the base to the head, hand over hand over hand.

“So fucking needy,” he murmured. “I love it when you let me use you like this. You’re enjoying this, huh? Being spread open and used this way?”

My mouth parted and I could feel my cheeks reddening, my hand still stroking his cock, pussy throbbing and aching at his words.

And then, without warning, Xavier pushed my hands aside and thrust his cock deep into my pussy in one single push. Both of us gasped—mine a sound of surprise, his smug and hungry. Jolts of ecstasy shot straight to his dick as my moans filled the room, wincing in both pain and pleasure. I froze as he angled himself, his body moving forward and pushing even deeper—causing me to arch my back.

“You make me so proud, taking it in like this,” he sucked in a seething breath, let it out with a shudder. 

I moaned from the friction and his voice, his delicious voice and his fucking cock, I can’t get enough of.

His eyes widened, pupils dilating, and his pulse leapt in my throat. “Fuck,” he whispered. “I want to hear that mouth crying my name,” he growled.

I kept watching as he withdrew from my pussy and slid inside again. It seemed impossible I could take so much but I saw it with my own eyes—thick inch after thick inch disappearing inside me and reappearing slicked with my wetness and his. 

“I want you to tell me how sore that pussy is.”

“It’s so fucking sore, Xav!” I whimpered.

“My full name.”

“Xavier!”

“Good girl. Because after this, I—We—I’m gonna fuck you again,” he stammered.

“And again,” he said as he pumped his cock into me. The strokes were long but not hard, and I could take them easily.

He rolled his hips, almost blacking me out with the sudden movement, ramming it balls deep into me. “And again.”

My pussy wasn’t just wet; it was as though my whole body was fucking quivering, pulsating, trembling—feeling every throb surrounding his cock. I could barely talk now, my head lolling back against the soft pillow that Xavier had tucked beneath it earlier, my arched back pushing my breasts closer to his body. Two hands grasped my sides. His hips adjusted. He slid out slowly, nearly leaving me empty, then slipped back inside, a little deeper than before. 

He made me feel every single inch and vein of his cock, the sensation so intense I forgot to breathe.

“Mmm, you like the way I fuck,” he grinned, the tell me implicit in his eyes.

“Yes, I love how you fuck me.”

“You’re gonna give me what I want, when and how I want it.”

“Yes, sir. Always.”

“Your mouth is mine. Your body is mine. Your pussy is mine. Your tits—fuck—mine all mine.”

I had no control over what was coming and going in and out of my pussy. He can have everything. All of me. All of this. 

My tits bounced as Xavier rammed into me repeatedly, spearing me with his cock right into my core. He lets out a low, guttural groan and rolls his head back, tightly gripping my hips as he thrusts sloppily into my wet pussy. This shithead was enjoying himself, fucking me like this. His every breath and grunt and groan told me he was.

He leaned his forehead against mine, one hand gripping my neck while his free hand held down on my legs, keeping them apart and further intensifying the pleasure.

As we both looked down, he held his cock, angling it before sliding it back in again.

I hissed at his touch, even though he’d been inside me already, for many hours, his cum and the sound made my heart leap. 

God, I fucking love his cock. I love the way it pulses each time I moan, the way it curves slightly, hitting all the right spots, and the way it slides in and out of my pussy, pulsating and throbbing with each movement.

He found the rhythm he craved, taking me with swift, rough thrusts and grunting in time.

Sweat dripping and covering every inch of my body, I couldn’t take it anymore. Fuck, I needed to release. I begged Xavier.

Xavier shuddered and chuckled, no doubt amused by my desperation. The begging went on. 

With a desperate need to climax, I rock my hips, taking his cock deep into the depths of my pussy.

Without an ounce of respect, I continue to grind my pussy deep into his cock, feeling his fingernails pierce deep into my thighs as he licks and laps all over my body. Little sighs and moans escape from my throat.

“Stay the fuck still, or I’m going to cum before I want to, and if that happens, then I will take you over my knee and punish your ass until you learn how to listen,” Xavier said sternly.

Holy shit. Wait, what if I actually want him to, though? Fuck, he can punish my ass later. He can do whatever he wants to me. I can’t take it anymore; I’m all yours, Xavier.

Soon the only word I know was "please.” I said it over and over. Finally, he gave in. I arched into the orgasm, hips off the bed, my fingernails digging into the fabric of the sheet, crying out louder than I ever had, my core contracting quickly around the brutal organ inside me.

Within seconds, I was crying out, pressing my pussy against his cock so deeply that Xavier was buried to his balls, my fingers scrabbling at the fabric of the sheets, wordless grunts tearing from my throat.

Xavier, being the shithead that he is, persisted, driving into my core with relentless force, each thrust intensifying the pleasure-pain dichotomy. My senses erupted into a carnival of sensations—my pussy and breasts swollen with arousal, my lips tingling from his hungry kisses.

His unyielding rhythm transformed my body into a hedonistic playground, heightening every sensation. With muscle spasms coursing through me, my entire body clenched—my pussy grasping wildly around Xavier’s cock.

“That’s my girl,” he told me hoarsely. “Fffuck, I love it when you clench around my cock like that,” he shuddered, feeling the intense pleasure.

Still clamping down on his shaft like a tight fist, my pussy caused his body to arch like a bow when he felt it. “I’m—“ I inhaled, unable to form a single sentence. But I didn’t need to, because I’m coming so hard, my body undulating as if to surrender to the ecstasy pulsating within.

“Such a good girl. That’s right, baby, only I can make you feel this way,” he murmured against my lips, grinning. His thrusts slowed and deepened, the roll of his hips exaggerated, sending jolts of impact through me. Pure heaven, the way he’s fucking me. Still inside me, his eyes locked with mine as he closed in. His cheeks and lips flushed, mouth slack.

“Only I, can make you feel this good.” 

I nodded breathlessly.

“You're fucking mine.”

Another nod.

“You belong to me, body and soul. No one else can touch you like I do, make you tremble and moan like this,” he whispered with a possessive edge, his breath hot against my skin.

“my cum-filled princess.”

A shuddering exhale. 

The pulsing slowed, after what felt like an eternity, only to be met with another surge of arousal, tightening my body around his cock once more. It heated me in a way that physical sensations couldn’t.

I have no self-respect or self-control anymore. It’s all his fault. All I crave is his cock. My sole purpose in life now is to be his cum-filled princess. My fingers went to my clit, and I started getting myself off again, while my other fingers slid in and out of my mouth, tasting both our fluids. Xavier looked transfixed, as if he was fucking mesmerised.

A slap landed on my thigh, not quite a spank but unmistakably a punishment. “So fucking naughty.” I jolted from my trance.

His hand came down quickly, and although the smack of his palm against my thigh sounded loud, his blow fell painlessly across my skin. A stunned smile buzzed my lips.

He released himself from me, his cock slipping free, leaving me all at once, a mix of disappointment, hunger, and emptiness flooding over me. 

As he traced his way from my clit to my cunt with his tongue, he flattened it against my clit to sample my taste again, his dick still in his hand, gripping hard—never dropping his stare. After a few more excruciating teases, I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to spread more for him so he could pound me right into the base of my stomach again. The very thought of it made my inner muscles twitch.

Xavier stood over me, his cock clenched in his fist, witnessing the messy sight he'd created, giving in to it all, giving in to everything.

“I’m so fucking obsessed with you,” he muttered.

His words chilled my skin and arousal heated my cunt. That’s it, I want him now.

“Stop.”

He blinked, “Mm?”

“Lie on your back. I wanna ride you.” I said hoarsely.

He shivered in a way that told me he had no objection to that. 

I sit up, wanting to take off my own ruined panties, but Xavier stops me, insisting that I leave them be because it turns him on to see me in them. It's so fucking cute when he's all honest like that.

By this time, my slick wetness is covering almost every part of my body. 

With my knees pressed against his hips, straddling him, I use my hand to guide him into position.

The tip of his weeping cock looks so swollen, indicating he's near release. I spit out a slick of saliva to coat his cock, and we both moan in unison as I begin to descend. His gasp echoes in the room as my walls grip him, drawing him deeper inside.

The clenched muscles of his chest startling, his expression agonising. 

“I need you to come inside me again. Please.”

With a subtle shift, I angled myself better, allowing me to bounce on him even more.

“Perfect fuckin’ ass and body…. deserves every drop of my cum”, he murmured.

“Give it to me,” my jaw set as I looked down on him, my hand asserting control over his chin. “I want to see it spilling out around you. I want it where it belongs—in me. Please.”

A deep, shuddering noise rumbled from him and he paused to adjust his angle, eyes shut, luxuriating.

Again and again, my pussy clamped down on the head of his cock, squeezing and pulsing, and just knowing that I could make him cum over and over again, just because of my lace panties, made me feel so good.

Leaning his upper torso forward, he eagerly lapped at me, alternating between suckling and caressing my other breast with his hand. Changing sides, he captured my other nipple between his teeth. I whimper as the warmth of his mouth and tongue close over my nipple. With a gentle push, I guided him back down, resuming my position atop him. 

It feels goddamn intoxicating, and with all the pressure, my full body weight pressing against his cock.

Delirious with desire, he continued, his voice strained with urgency. "Fuck, don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.”

But even if I wasn’t on birth control, holy fuck, I was not stopping. My naughty pussy was milking his dick for everything it was worth. "You feel so fucking good," his breath hitches as my pussy engulfs him with my lace panties still tugged to the side, allowing him full access and some friction. With my legs spread in hallowed welcome, I ride, savouring every sensation of his cock. 

It was pure instinct that made him grab my hips and work me harder and faster, making my ass bounce against his cock, seeking to drive him deeper inside me. My cunt tightens around him; I know he can feel it. I know he can tell how close he’s brought me already.

Each movement was a plea for more, a desperate need for his ultimate release and mine. “I want you to cum deep inside my pussy,” I begged, pressing down even more. “Give it to me. Give me every single drop.”

And there it was. 

He was releasing himself and cumming straight into my eager pussy—spurts and spurts of semen glazing my inner walls, filling me with an intoxicating warmth that only fuelled my desire.

At that moment—during the peak of his high, at the peak of my greedy triumph—I maintained my rhythm, riding him with relentless passion, determined to prolong the exquisite pleasure coursing through us. 

Noticing my sloppy movements, it was his turn to pump into me, his hips pistoning faster and harder until the force of it feels like it’s going to rip me apart. My entire body tenses against his, sucked into a rhythm that brings me to the brink almost instantly.

I’m coming again, pulsing hard around his cock as he remains defeated beneath me. My entire body shudders with the force of it as he watches me come apart. It feels so fucking yummy to have him fill up my pussy like this.

Slowly pulling myself up, just enough to keep the swollen head of his cock inside me, I then lower myself back down again, clenching my walls tightly against him—just to tease him. With a deliberate motion, I lifted my hips, disconnecting my pussy from his cock, and we both watched as his cum dripped down from my hole. A groan slipped from his throat, and his cock twitched once more.

I let the sight mesmerise me, drawing a needed veil between my body and brain.

“Mmm, so pretty with my cum dripping out of you like this.”

I nestled against his chest, still reeling from the intensity of our lovemaking—our bodies tingling with the remnants of ecstasy. Entwined in each other's arms, our breaths synchronised in a harmonious rhythm, I traced delicate patterns across his chest, savouring the intimate aftermath of our passion.

Whispering words of adoration, little did I anticipate the surge of desire it would ignite within him.

Xavier's hand cradled my face, his touch possessive yet tender, as his lips found mine once more. "God, baby, you're driving me wild all over again." —by prettyobsessed⋆˚✿˖° Editors' note: i might come back to this and add more details (kinda rushed the end), but as of now, i hope you enjoyed reading this! i'm gonna take a short break and then come back with more content ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡ thank you so much for always supporting me. whenever i receive a positive reply from you guys, i just feel so happy, and it motivates me even more to work on new stuff!♡

P.S: I enhanced Xavier's photo just a little bit, and for some reason, he looks extra delicious?!😭