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Opposites Collide	By : Redneckgirl Category: Individual Celebrities > Wentworth Miller Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction in its entirety. I am not claiming these events to be true to life in any way, shape or form and do not know Wentworth Miller personally. The story itself and OC's are of my own creation and no monies are being made o

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AJ’s POV.
Today marks the three and a half month marker on how long Went and I have been dating, but yet at this precise moment we aren’t together exactly. At this precise moment I’m still working late on a job I took last minute the day after completing the MAC one rather than spending time with him. I’m doing the makeup on a Kenzo perfume shoot in New York, and right now because the anorexic waif, whose makeup I am in charge of constantly reapplying, can’t keep out of the bathroom for five minutes after choking down a salad wrap we are running three hours behind. It’s 11pm and I have somewhere else I’d much rather be right now rather than in the company of a model whose schedule called the shots for this to be a late afternoon shoot in the first place, because of ‘personal beauty maintenance’ (translation- she was spending the morning sleeping off the excess of the night before). As I said we aren’t exactly together right now but as least he’s in the same city, probably asleep right now in bed in our hotel room down on 21st and 8th.
Since he wrapped up filming the short movie he was working on two days ago after just a nine day shoot he decided to come with me on my last minute job, spending time catching up on his sleep today before we spend a day chilling in the big apple by ourselves and visiting his mom the day after. But all that aside the only thing I’m looking forward to right now is crawling into bed and him being there, cuddling up against him and feeling him move in his sleep to accommodate me like he always does. That’s all I want right now, but my task at this moment is to re apply more highlighter powder across the nose, cheeks and brows of the model. Its gone 1am before we’re done and I can tell you this much; there’s no love lost between team and model at the end of it.
Before heading back to the hotel I take a cab to a burger diner and grab a quick takeaway I’m lucky the cabbie doesn’t mind me eating at the speed of light in the back of his car, famished since I haven’t eaten for twelve hours save banana and a handful of peanut M&M’s. And as I wash the burger and fries down with a large cup of Sprite the driver in turn asks if I mind if he smokes, and as a goodwill gesture in return for letting me eat greasy food in his cab I offer him one, rolling the window down and lighting up myself, able to throw my rubbish into the trash from the window while waiting at the lights on 39th and 8th. Breathing in as we move on again I smell all those fragrances that combined together all make the aroma distinctly that of New York, nowhere else on the planet smells like this, so many pungent and revolting smells like gasoline, urine and wet paint mixed with so many nice ones, like bakeries working into the night and Chinese restaurants or flower vendors on the corners. I really like it here regardless of the odd aroma.
But what I like even more is after a further five or so minutes I can see the front of the hotel approaching up on the right of the street. I take a few last puffs on my cigarette before casting it out of the window and closing it again, pulling my wallet from my turquoise leather Chloe bag and removing a twenty before stuffing it back and pulling my room key out too. I pay him and tell him to keep the change once we pull up, him popping the boot for me so I can remove my two makeup cases and head in out of the warm drizzle and over to the elevator through the deserted lobby.
Arriving on the equally quiet eighth floor I head out and down the hallway to room 309, arriving and somehow being able to juggle both bags with my right arm while I use my left hand to open the door quietly and let myself in. Putting my bags down by the door I lock up the room again and head to the bathroom, slipping my clothes off and folding them in a pile while I use the toilet and then wash and brush my teeth before heading to the bedroom with my large drink from earlier. Sliding the door open quietly into the large bedroom (I decided we should live in comfort for a few days, so I got a suite. Yes, I like to flash the cash) I walk in silently and close the door with care behind me, putting my clothes on top of the plush padded armchair in the corner before picking up a pair of clean French knickers and pulling them. I then walk over to the bed and slide my tired body in, running my hand over Went’s broad back and kissing his shoulder before I lie down by his side.
‘I’ve been waiting for you’ he murmurs from within the pillow, his handsome face turning to the side through the almost darkness to look at me, reaching an arm around me and pulling me close into a kiss.
‘I bet you were asleep right up until I came in, admit it’ I say to him, kissing his lips, cheek, head and chest as I feel his other arm move to tighten around me. Suddenly as we start kissing again sleep is the farthest thing from my mind.
‘Nope, I switched the TV off at twelve just after you sent me a text and then read for an hour, and then at one I turned the light out and just lay here. And now I’m done with just laying here’ he says, his fingers starting to run in swirls over my breast before I feel him pinch my nipple, his tongue circling with mine as his other hand starts to remove my underwear. Once I’m naked I decide I want supremacy in this and roll him over onto his back, my hands running down his chest over the central patch dark hair and down to his stomach as we kiss, my hand brushing against the growing erection lying there before grasping it and moving my mouth to his neck, using my teeth to nip it gently and hear him let out a shuddering breath.
I them move my mouth to his chest and hear him moan lightly as my tongue flicks across his nipple, the other one being suitably looked after as I pinch it between my thumb and forefinger. He reaches forwards and begins to stroke my breasts, gently kneading the soft mounds in his hands, a small gasp leaving my mouth as he runs his thumbs over my stiffened nipples. I continue kissing the taut flesh of his chest and down to his stomach, loving the way I can feel the hard muscles contact as my lips and tongue comes into contact with them.
I then moved my mouth lower and circle his belly button with my tongue, my hands pulling down his boxers, finally getting them off and throwing them somewhere behind me.
I then sit up and take in the sight in front of me for a few moments, a very naked and very aroused Wentworth, smiling as I run a finger gently down the underside of his erection, making him shudder and groan before I continued to circle his bellybutton with my tongue, and then trail it down over the soft hairs that lead from it down to his groin, making him groan loudly with anticipation. I deliberately begin to tease him, giving the length of his dick a quick lick and then continuing to kiss his stomach, alternating between the two before finally taking him into my mouth and giving him one long, hard suck all the way up his shaft before I reach the head and flick my tongue around it in small circles, pulling his foreskin back to access the sensitive flesh underneath and caressing it with slow firm strokes from my tongue. And the deep groans he’s making drive my own levels of arousal into overdrive, my inner muscles becoming wet and tight as I suck on his dick.
I then administer the one thing that always makes him cum really hard and fast, working my hand up and down his shaft while sucking the engorged head, hearing those deep groans become more frequent and knowing he was getting closer already, driving him crazy I can tell before he suddenly and without hesitation grabs me around the tops of my arms and throws me over onto my back. His mouth then meets mine in a frenzied kiss; settling himself between my legs and nipping my bottom lip, letting it go to then move his teeth to the sensitive flesh on my neck.
I moan loudly and run my hands up and down his arms as I feel him bite again, the pain of his teeth crushing my skin almost electric. And as he leaves a trail of kisses and pink red teeth marks all over my neck and down onto my bare breasts he then thrusts two fingers into my wetness, my body responding to his touch immediately with a strong muscle contraction around his fingers as they begin to slide in and out of me with ease.
He soon moves both hands back up to my breasts and begins to kiss his way back down my body. I moan as his mouth edges closer and closer to the certain spot on my body that radiates heat and want, and when his mouth finally settled there I cry out and tangled my fingers in the sheets, my legs seeming to spread wider to him of their own accord. I then feel his tongue begin to explore, at first teasing my outer lips with licks, nibbles and kisses, making me cling onto the tops of his shoulders and moan in ecstasy. He then uses his thumbs to part my lips and probe my wetness further, his tongue dipping inside my pussy as far as he can stretch it, gently circling it around inside me before he flickers it back up again to finally reach my aching clit.
He then pushes a couple of fingers back inside of me and begins to press them against my g spot, making me writhe and moan even louder as his tongue begins to whirl around my hardened clit faster, his lips encircling and sucking on it as his tongue continued to flicker over the very tip. This man is too good at pleasing me with his mouth, he just doesn’t stop until I’ve come and even then, he still carries And he just carries on attacking my clit mercilessly, alternating between sucking it and flicking his tongue over it before adding a third finger to the ones inside of me and attaching his other hand to my breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger as his tongue circles my clit faster and faster, until I’m gasping and panting so hard I hope whoever is in the room next to us can’t hear, but I can’t help but voice this incredible sensations he’s giving me, I’m so turned on the burning throb of want between my legs brings me pain and I’m so wet it’s almost uncomfortable.
‘Oh, ahhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh damn!’ I exclaim through gritted teeth, my nails digging into the back of his head as my hips jolt up off the bed and my muscles tighten around his fingers, a wave of heat beginning to rush up through my body as it reaches orgasmic heights, shaking violently as his lips kiss their way back up my body and come to rest on my mouth, catching my tongue between his teeth and sucking it into his mouth as I groan and rub my hands up and down his chest, feeling myself recover from the ground shuddering orgasm I’ve just experienced and warm once again to his touch. As we kiss his fingers start to move faster within me once more while I reach down to caress his erection, but have my hand pulled away and put it up next to my head on the pillow, before he does the same with my other arm.
‘All I’ve wanted to do all day is pin you to the bed and work out some serious frustrations on this gorgeous body, so I’m going to do just that’ Went tells me forcefully but with an extremely sexy smile as he uses his legs to open mine wider, slowly pushing inside me. He began to thrust into me hard and slow, one hand stroking my thigh that has curled around his back and the other circling around my small wrists, pinning my arms above my head as he kisses me, and nuzzles my neck, planting trails of kisses all around both sides and up on the soft flesh behind my ears, groaning with pleasure as he starts to thrust quicker into me.
He suddenly pulls out, then flips me over onto my front and pulls up my hips, sliding himself into my molten chamber from behind and groaning deeply, wasting no time in starting to pump himself in and out of me at a frenzied pace as he reaches forward to run his tongue up and down my spine, making me shiver. He then grabs a handful of her hair and pulls my head up and back before sinking his teeth into the side of my neck and sucking the flesh as he really starts to fuck me mercilessly. I love it when he’s like this.
‘Mmmmmmm I love it when you really fuck me’ I moan, reaching back and running my nails gently over his balls, knowing that action and telling him I love it when he fucks me will drive him ever closer to sexual insanity, and it does as my moans escalate evermore and sweat runs off our bodies as they push against each other and he continues to batter himself into me with long, hard deep thrusts. I can feel myself reaching the point of no return as my muscles start to flex and contract around his dick, feeling his hand creep forward and gently rub at my clit with his fingertips until it’s hard and I’m literally dying to come, that feeling of heavenly sexual bliss finally engulfing me as a huge wave of warm tingles spread up from my groin and through her whole body, coming so violently that I shake all over, screaming as I push my hips backward onto his cock as he lets out a guttural roar and comes deep inside me, holding my hips firmly as he thrusts out the strong waves of his orgasm before we both fall into a tangled heap of limbs on the bed.
‘And with that, let there be sleep. Thanks for making sure my crap day finished well’ I say to him after we are rearranged under the covers previously flung off in the heat of passion.
‘You’re welcome, g’nite’ he says with a yawn. And with that I look up and give him one last kiss before doing my usual thing of watching him as he falls asleep. I could set my watch by him, precisely twenty five or so seconds after orgasm he falls asleep.
‘Twenty one, twenty two.......................and he’s gone’ I whisper as he starts to snore softly. Smiling and kissing his chest I curl up next to him and follow him more of less straight into slumber. And when I awake the next morning, it seems the last thing on his mind when falling asleep is definitely his first upon waking too.........
‘Good morning down there’ I say, feeling my legs being stroked as he licks my pussy. It’s a very nice way to be woken up, and a first for me too. He doesn’t answer me but opens his eyes and looks up, winking at me before closing them again, his lips sucking on my clit a little harder as I moan. It takes barely minutes before I’m wet enough to sheath his hardness comfortably, something I feel sliding into me slowly as his lips meet mine, holding one of my legs up to allow him deeper access.
‘Ahhhh that feels good’ I gasp, feeling his cock hit parts of me no other has.
‘Tell me something I don’t already know’ he groans with a smile before kissing me again, his hands deliciously running up my back and then through my hair. It’s nice to be having a regular sex life again after the few days we had to spend apart, the fact my newly tattooed side was so sore in healing I couldn’t bear to be touched and that his long working hours left him exhausted. And we both have our favourite time of day for it too, and it’s definitely the morning.
After we’re done we spend the rest of the morning doing less high energy activities, such as going for late breakfast and discussing the pictures in a pre Raphaelite art book I brought for two dollars from the second hand bookstore along the way, drinking endless cups of coffee as we sit in each others arms.
And after we’re done we stroll around Manhattan managing to pick up quite a good collection of bags from the stores we visit before deciding at the last minute to buy tickets to a matinee showing of a small play in a little theatre just outside of Greenwich Village. Before we go to see the small production entitled ‘The black and white life’ about a young teenager coping with Asperger’s syndrome we grab a couple of sandwiches for lunch and sit on a bench by a small fountain to eat, deciding it probably wasn’t the best of ideas when harassment from a small army of pigeons begins.
‘So, if we had a kid that turned out to suffer with Asperger’s or something similar, how do you think you’d cope?’ Went asks me two hours later as we walk arm in arm from the theatre.
‘It’s not even been four months and already he’s harassing me for babies!’ I cry in a comic tone, holding my hands up to the sky as I laugh before putting my arm back around him.
‘I’m being hypothetical, so stop being an asshole and answer me Jameson’ he replies, giving one of my large silver hoop earrings a tug before I bat his hand away.
‘I’d find a way to cope I guess, I mean what else could I do? Everything aside, I’d do anything for my children when I have them. How about you?’ I ask him.
‘Same answer’ he says while pulling his cigarettes from his pocket. ‘So how many do you want then? I want one of each, maybe a third’ he says casually, passing me a smoke and unwinding his arm from around my shoulders to light up.
‘One of each too, but not for a few years yet’ I reply, managing to juggle shopping bags, a cigarette and one arm around him still as we walk along.
‘Something else I agree on. A few years of just us to worry about will be good’ he then says, making me stop again.
‘So you’re telling me you want to have children with me? Is that what you’re saying?’ I ask him with a smile, feeling a little shocked but happy too.
‘Yeah, maybe one day I might, now be quiet and walk’ he says. That’s the thing with Wentworth; he can make quite big declarations and not elaborate on them at all. It’s a little annoying but I think I’m getting used to it, and I think that comment suggested I’m appreciated enough for him to see me in the kind of light that suggests he thinks this relationship could one day be as serious as relationships get. Another thing I’m getting used to that he most definitely elaborates upon is the amount of time he likes to devote to stripping me naked and showing me in more graphic terms his appreciation of me. Personally I think he’s stocking up while he can since we’ll be staying at his moms place tomorrow night. I think the thought of him having sex while she’s under the same roof freaks him out a bit. But, I’m not complaining about the fact he wants me. Moaning yes, those moans being of sheer ecstasy, but complaining? Never, never in a million years.
I’m barely through the hotel room door before he’s lifted my dress up and started to pull down my underwear, pushing my back into a wall and sinking down to crouch at my feet and pull my leg up, managing to catch my clit with a few beats of his tongue before I pull him up and kiss him again, disrespecting the buttons on his shirt by just yanking it open at either side, panting into his mouth as I push him down on the couch and sit astride him, literally tearing each other’s close off as we kiss, the need for each other blatantly desperate and so hot it’s beyond any control. I love the fact that as time goes on we seem to have more sex, and if this is what they refer to as the honeymoon period I definitely don’t think I’m out of it yet.
After covering his gorgeous skin in little bites and licks I spend about ten minutes working him up into the kind of state where he threatens to blow his load at any second. It’s amazing how much you can excite a man with the rhythmic beat of two tongue studs over the very tip of his dick while squeezing and releasing hi shaft with your hand. I then stop and lean forward to lick his nipples as I sit up astride him, taking the head of his dick and rubbing it across my clit and slowly into my pussy with a satisfied moan.
I slowly rotate my hips around and down onto him, sucking his fingers and groaning as her other hand pulls his nipple, making him moan very loudly before leaning forward and using my tongue on it instead, feeling his hands grasp my hips as I tighten and release my muscles around his dick, sliding up and down slowly before sliding off him completely and going back to work his shaft with my mouth. Using my lips to push back his foreskin and then circling the head with my tongue I can feel a small stream pre cum start to trickle into my mouth, while I use one of my long fingernails to stroke up and down over his balls, mouth still working up and down slowly but firmly.
‘Fuck that feels good’ he groans so quietly I barely hear him, my lips tightening around the base of his dick and making the blood engorged veins stick out even more as my tongue slides around while I suck him back up to the tip again, opening my eyes to see he’s watching me and pausing to lick my way up his chest and kiss him. I’m just about to slide back down to continue my oral attention when he grabs the back of my legs and keeps me still, plunging into my pussy again and pulling me down on top of him so I lie against his chest while his hips grind up against mine, his pubic bone hitting my swollen clit over and over as he fucks me, the need to cum obviously fuelling him beyond anything else as his pumps his dick into me harder and faster, my moans of ecstasy filling the room.
‘Oh fuck that’s so fucking good, ahhhhhhhhh don’t stop, I’m cuming, Ohhhhhhh’ I cry out as my slick muscles grip on his cock tightly, hearing him moan so deeply it makes my stomach flip as I feel myself cum at more or less the same time as him, surging pleasure racing throughout my body.
‘I never..........used to be.....................this..............vocally expressive...............before you’ I pant, making him laugh as he kisses my throat, still slowly moving inside me.
‘I’ll take that as a compliment then, even if sometimes you make my eardrums hurt’ he says, his deep laugh making my stomach do a few turns over. God damnit he’s just too sexy, and for the rest of the evening he does nothing but continue to make me think nothing less, and also know that he’s nothing less than amazing in bed.
‘What’s the matter? Cold or something?’ he asks as he kisses my quivering tummy, his tongue softly circling my toned flesh.
‘Enough with the sarcasm, you know what you do to me’ I say in a very shaky voice as I stroke his head and roll mine back onto the pillow stack behind me, feeling his mouth edge slowly down over my lower abdomen, tongue tickling the cleanly shaven skin on my outer lips before finally giving me what I need. Parting my labia with his thumbs he licks her so softly he’s barely touching me, his tongue prodding my opening for a few seconds before it slowly runs up through my ever moistening folds of flesh and finds my hardened clit.
He circles the small bundle of nerves still using feather light strokes as I drape my legs over his shoulders and arch my back further toward his mouth, gasping at the pleasure he’s igniting. Its so intense it already feels like those few delicious moments just before an orgasm hits, he’s so skilful in the way he knows my body, knows how I like to be touched.
‘Ahhhhh, I’ll give you a month to stop, shit that’s good’ I pant, hearing a small rumble of laughter come from deep in his throat as I lie back and feel his tongue continue to alternate between circles and straight licks up and down over my clit. And after pleasuring me with his tongue for what felt like forever to me he replaces it with his thumb which he gently slides side to side over my clit while he pushes two fingers inside me and begins to work them back and forth through my wetness, kissing the side of my thigh while he does. I cry out as my nails graze across the back of the couch arm, already so far gone in pleasure I can hardly control the movements of my own body, literally dying to feel him inside me.
Climbing back up my body until his mouth finds mine he slides his arms underneath my back until they reach the tops of my shoulders, holding me against him tightly as we kiss, nudging my opening with his dick before sliding himself fully in with a soft moan, penetrating me with slow and even strokes until he suddenly stops dead and gives me an extremely sexy look.
‘How much would it bug you for me to just lie here like this then?’ he asks, raising an eyebrow at me.
‘Please don’t be evil to me, you know you don’t want to be’ I sigh, needing to feel him thrusting into me, so turned on my pussy clenches around him with a hot burning ache. He just laughs softly at me in reply before sliding himself slowly out, almost all of the way before he just uses the head of his cock to work my opening, stretching it open as it penetrates me, making me moan to feel the rest of him gliding in through my milky wetness. But he keeps up doing this, only occasionally giving me a deep thrust until I shake so hard I can’t control myself, and the last thing he perhaps expects to be able to do is push my hands against his chest and literally throw him backwards off the couch and onto his back before climbing down on top of him, sliding down onto his hardness with a relieved sigh. I stare into his bright green eyes as I kiss him and rock my hips back and forth into him, pulling him up so he’s was sitting with me on his lap, legs locked around his back and feeling his dick hit spots of me deep inside and cause devilishly erotic tingles to begin to spread through me as he moans and grips my ass.
His mouth moves to kiss my neck as she throw my head back and groan, totally lost in the moment, placing my hands flat on his shoulders and slide them down his back as I grind my hips down into him, meeting his movements inside me perfectly, feeling his hand creep around and start gently pinching at my clit as I lean forward and kiss his shoulder, watching his skin break out tiny sweat beads all over, hearing a deep sensual moan in my ear. And so it continued to be all this and more, for a further four hours that night.
And after sex like that, we only just about have the energy to carry ourselves to bed at the end of it and collapse into sleep, with a small part of me wishing he hadn’t thrown me around so much as I’m sure all the parts of me that ache will end up bruised. Yet most of me knows how sex with him is worth a million painful bumps and bruises. Yeah, we have a life outside of bed, but the one in it (no, out of it too if tonight was anything to go by) is pretty damn amazing as well.
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