The Game | By : larifoc Category: Individual Celebrities > Gerard Butler Views: 4833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: The Game.
Author:Larissa
Summary: Playing a game while watching a movie.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.
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You nuzzle your face in the nape of his neck as you catch your breath, enjoying the feeling of him sucking the evidence of your pleasure from your fingers.
After cleaning your fingers, he tenderly strokes through your hair and smooth the locks down your back, away from your face.
"Are you ready for my next request?" he asks slyly, bringing your face up to his, prohibiting you from answering by overlapping your lips with his.
He deeply caresses your lips, sliding his tongue in to stroke the inside of your mouth.
You moan lightly before pulling away, remaining a few centimeters from his lips.
"Bring it on, baby," you challenge, bringing your lips back down onto his.
"Ok, this one's really simple," he states sitting up, bringing your body up with him.
You smile in anticipation as his hands caress your bare back, sliding from shoulder blade to your hips.
"It only takes three words to say..." he continues, laying you down on the couch and situating his legs so that he lay on top of you.
"Me..." he says as his lips latch onto the side of your neck.
"Inside..." he continues as his hand skim down between your bodies, quickly reaching his pulsating member that lay pressing against your thigh.
"You..." he concludes, sliding his entire length inside your silky opening in one swift thrust.
Your eyes roll back as he releases a throaty moan, your fingers raking through his hair as your hips instantly meet his, driving him in as deep as possible.
His arms encompass your figure as his lips coat your skin in wet kisses that rang everywhere from your ear, to your neck, to your collarbone, to your lips.
You pull your legs up to wrap them around his waist, locking your ankles right above his ass, contracting your inner muscles.
“Shit, honey… I’m gonna come if you do that” he says feeling your interior muscles clenching around his throbbing cock as he slides in and out of you.
You smile to yourself, but decide not to tease him.
"Oh God Gerry, please go faster," you plead, your head buried back into the cushions of the couch, your hands gripping mercilessly to his shoulders.
He quickly complies, the image of you touching yourself still embedded in his mind, making him grow even harder inside of you, driving him to go faster, harder.
He rocks his hips to a feverish pace, moving in short, quick thrusts, leaving as much of his length in you as possible and quickly bringing both of you to a peak.
Your hands grip at his shoulder blades, nearly piercing the skin, as the pressure between your thighs erupt and your walls began to pulsate with orgasm.
He continues to slam into you harder and harder, until finally his hot seed shoots from his throbbing cock, into your tightly clenched walls.
He buries his head in the nape of your neck, his hips still bucking against you as his orgasm linger on.
His thrusts slowly decrease, bringing you both down gently.
You move your hands down his back, gently skimming your nails along the way, and laid them against his ass, keeping him from pulling out of your twitching walls.
"Oh, God…" he breathes against your neck before lifting his head to hover over your lips.
"We should play this game more often."
You laugh, bringing your lips up to his in a tender kiss.
"You know what?" he asks, breaking away from the kiss as his hands move up your sides and he gently nuzzles his nose against yours.
"What my love?" you ask, gazing up into his beautiful green eyes.
"We could also play one of my games," he suggests with a broad smile.
"And what would that be?" you question smartly.
“Fuck... you...” he replies laughing at the pun.
You slap him across the arm and fail terribly on your attempt to hurt him.
"Now THAT game sounds like fun," you laugh, pulling his lips back down to yours once more.
THE END
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