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CHAPTER 60 - *SMUT OR SKIP*

SMUT WARNING

*Read at your own desire*

You nearly run down the hall with Pierre your suitcase in tow. He unlocks the door, and you throw your suitcase off to the side not caring where it lands in that moment. Pierre pushes you up against the closed door and your lips meet in a fury fighting for dominance. You moan as you feel him press his body against yours. You concede and let Pierre take charge as he does most nights. His hands eagerly pull at your sweater, your hands slipping under Pierre's shirt exploring his bare chest. You break the kiss momentarily to allow him to pull your sweater over your head revealing a black lace bra. Pierre smiles and tosses the sweater to the side before returning his attention back to your lips. He shrugs his jacket off not breaking the kiss and tosses it to the side with your sweater. You don't wait any more, you want him, you need him, all of him. You slip your hand under the waistband of his pants and stroke the length of him, already feeling the pre-cum against the palm of your hand. Pierre hisses, "bed. Now."

Pierre steps back taking off his shirt and pants leaving him in just his underwear. You stand in front of the bed still in your sweatpants facing him, knowing he likes to undress you. Pierre kisses you gently pushing you back onto the bed climbing on top of you and you wrap your arms around him pulling him as close to you as you can. Moaning again as he kisses down your neck and chest. You gasp as he pulls the front of your bra down taking your hard nipple in his mouth playing with the other one and you feel the heat growing between your legs as he switches. You arch your back lifting your chest into him more. Pierre smirks seeing the effect he has on you and reaches around to undo your bra tossing it to the side. You moan louder as he moves his kisses lower down your stomach to above the waistline of your sweatpants. You're already soaking wet, having thought about this moment for the last three weeks. He tugs at the waistband of your sweatpants, and you lift your hips so he can pull them off exposing a matching pair of black lace panties. Pierre pulls you to the edge of the bed and kneels on the floor between your legs, placing soft kisses on the inside of your thighs slowly moving up to your centre. You groan as he kisses everywhere except where you want him too.

"Pierre, please," you moan.

"Please what?" He says.

"Stop teasing and fuck me," you say leaning up to meet his gaze. He doesn't say anything as he moves your panties to the side licking up your juices. You fall back on the bed feeling his mouth on you and your one hand immediately goes to his hair, the other grasping the sheets. He starts swirling his tongue around and oh my god it must be his French tongue because within a minute you're starting to see stars.

He slides a finger inside you moving it slowly as he continues with his mouth, and you grasp the sheet harder not wanting to pull his hair out with your other hand.

"Oh god, don't stop," you moan as you feel yourself getting close to release. Pierre smiles and inserts a second finger, moving faster.

"Cum for me," Pierre says, and by the time that last word rolls of his tongue you feel the wave of release shudder through you as you cum all over his fingers. He licks them clean and stands up. You seize the opportunity and sit up, the desire to feel him inside you building again. You quickly pull down his underwear and before Pierre can say anything you take him in your mouth. Pierre throws his head back and moans. You move your head up and down using your hands to pump the portion that won't fit in your mouth. Pierre's eyes rolls back in his head as the profanities start to escape his lips, a hand going to your head as he helps create a steady motion.

"Oh, fuck it." Pierre says pulling on your hair to pull you back up. You smile, you love it when he does that.

"I need you, now." He pushes you back onto the bed before climbing on top of you. You're on birth control so haven't worried about condoms after the first few times and Pierre is good about making sure you remember to take it on time so there are no accidents. Without hesitation he aligns himself with your opening and pushes in. You both moan, you missed this feeling of him inside of you. The pace starts off slow as you adjust to his size again, before he quickens the pace, hitting deeper every time in just the right spot. You dig your nails into his shoulders and scratch them down his back. You feel your walls start to tighten closing in on release again.

"Oh my god, I'm so close, don't stop," you moan into Pierre's ear driving him harder.

"Me too," Pierre says, and you feel his body start to tense knowing his release is about to come. A few more pumps and you moan his name loudly as you cum. Pierre moans loudly and a few sloppier thrusts and you feel his warm liquid fill you up. You both smile as he pulls out and runs to the bathroom to grab you a towel. Such a gentleman. He brings you back a warm wash cloth and throws his underwear back on while you head to the bathroom to clean up. You come back out from the bathroom and throw your underwear back on before crawling into bed with Pierre. You cuddle up to his chest, and he kisses the top of your head. "Damn I missed you."

"I missed you too," you say smiling. 

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A/N - First time writing something like this so any feedback is appreciated!