One Shots

The mirror had fogged up, curls of steam rising from my bare skin as I stepped out of the shower into the humidity of the bathroom. Reaching for a towel I stopped, noticing his phone on the bathroom counter.

"Paul?"

I heard the television flick off and grinned, lunging for the door and stopping short when the light of our bedroom hit my eyes.

"Holy shit," He exhaled, one hand on his bare chest while the other held his head up. His eyes raked a slow path down my body and I followed his lead, taking him in like a mirage in the desert. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and bit down, meeting my gaze as heat pooled between my legs. "Is this my welcome home present?"

I took a tentative step towards him, "It could be."

His fingers grazed my navel and I leaned into him, instinctively arching my hips forward before I knew better. His palm lay flat against my mound and sat up, tucking a finger between my folds. He held still as he pressed his lips between my bare breasts in a hot kiss, humming against my skin and rubbing the rough stubble of his chin below my nipple.

“God, I missed you so much.”

I cradled his head in my hands and let my own fall back on my shoulders, shifting my thighs to build friction between them. He smiled and shook his head, sliding a finger down and slipping it into my wet channel. “Oh Paul,” I cooed, my knees buckling as his thumb found the sensitive pearl he’d been so close to a moment ago.
I rested my hands on his shoulders and he pulled a nipple into my mouth, suckling with a soft laugh as I whimpered above him. “Baby, fuck-“

“You like that?”

I nodded and he took more of my breast into his mouth, his eyes meeting mine while he pulled his fingers from my heat. I frowned and he slid off of the bed, hooking one of my legs over his shoulders. “What are you-“
He shut me up with a kiss to my thigh, close to my lips but far from where I needed him. I arched my hips and he grinned, grabbing my ass with a shake of his head. “Soon, baby.” He slapped my ass with the tips of his fingers and I giggled.

His teeth grazed the soft skin, biting down before sucking. I could feel the blood pooling under the surface and he pulled back to examine the red mark with a look of satisfaction on his face. I grazed my nails over his scalp and he pushed against my palm, growling into the dip of my hip. He kissed a line down my mound and found my clit, sucking it between his lips and purring against my core. It was euphoric, the vibration of his hum and his mouth against my bundle of nerves had my thighs quaking against Biz’s grip.

He kept one hand wrapped around me and the other found my heat, sliding two fingers into me with a feverish need. It was the curl of his digits that did me in, that had me falling apart against him with soft moans and my nails digging into his shoulders. He smiled and let me finish, milking my orgasm before he pulled his fingers free and standing up.

I pulled them into my mouth and licked them clean, watching his eyes widen and a smile pull at his lips. He groaned while I sucked harshly, my hand tracing the waistband of his sweatpants. “Oh fuck, don’t tease me baby.” He pulled his hand free and set it on my side, tracing the underside of my breast with the tip of his thumb.

“I would never tease you.” I leaned in and kissed him, pushing him onto the bed with two hands against his chest. He looked up with a grin, eying me as I moved to straddle him. “Welcome home baby.”

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