GOOD GIRL. (NSFW) - Taylor Swift

if you never eat, you're never gonna grow

"why not?" she asked, moving her fingers once in a circle that made you sigh and grip her wrist tightly. "why not, baby?" she pressed, rasping her words right into your ear. "you've had sex before me, no?"

you nodded, closing your eyes firmly when she pinched your clit between her middle and ring fingers, her breath hot on your neck.

"you let me do all this to you," she whispered, taking on that voice she always did when she talked dirty into your ear. "you let me play with your pussy like this. you let me fuck you with a plastic dick." you could feel her smiling, almost like she found it funny. she punctuated her words with a thrust of her hips to your ass, making you gasp and press harder on her wrist.

"then why don't you let me go down on you?" she asked, the tip of her finger pressing into your entrance and pushing in just enough to tease you. "i can make you feel so fucking good. i'm good with my tongue. comes with the job."

you moaned when she withdrew her hand and put her fingers in her mouth. she used her right hand to tilt your jaw so you could watch the way her tongue worked, lapping at the slick juices that clung to her fingers. she groaned, like it was the best meal she'd ever had.

"i... just..." you spoke slowly, your eyes locked on her tongue. you licked your lips, which suddenly felt too dry to speak, your brain trying to catch up to your mouth. "feels weird," you managed to say, finally meeting her predatory blue eyes when she withdrew her fingers from her dexterous tongue.

"what does?" she rasped, putting her hand right back on your inner thigh, squeezing. your breath stuttered, but the lack of stimulation helped you get your thoughts in order, enough to actually build a sentence that made sense.

"it's just... you'd have to be so close to it. looking right at it." you blushed, refusing to even refer to 'it' by any name, because you were too embarrassed to call it anything but a 'private part' at that moment, and you knew you'd have to laugh if you called it that. "that's really vulnerable for me."

taylor smiled, keeping your head tilted so you'd look her in the eyes. "baby, you don't know how much i'd love to be that close to you. i'll never make you feel ashamed or uncomfortable about it, i promise."

some of your insecurity dissipated and you returned the smile, leaning in to peck her lips. when you pulled away, she grinned, rubbing up and down your thigh. "your vagina is beautiful, darling," she said, and you grimaced immediately, squirming away from her as she laughed.

"nope! ew, don't say that!" you exclaimed, pushing her face away while she continued laughing and holding you closer.

"i'm sorry!" she giggled, peppering your cheek with kisses until she got to your lips and you stopped squirming, melting into her. she moved her thumb in circles over your thigh, opening her mouth and leaning away just as you deepened the kiss.

"c'mon, baby. can i go down on you?" she pleaded, moving her thumb up to the waistband of your pants.

you deliberated for a brief moment as her finger teased right under the waistband, convincing you more and more by the second. "can we have a safe word?" you asked, looking right into her eyes, which were mixed with lust and a softness she only harbored towards you.

"of course. you can say 'red' or just push me away whenever, okay?"

you nodded. "okay. i love you."

she grinned and leaned over to peck your lips, positioning you so you were right under her. "love you. see you later," she said, right before kneeling down between your legs and kissing right where her finger was before.

"you're so corny, oh my- god!" you practically yelled out the last part, because she had been gradually lowering your pants and underwear and finally ran her thumb through your slit again, making you jolt violently. taylor laughed before fully removing your layers, throwing them aside and landing them god-knows-where.