Envy

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A/N: So…I thought the time called for straight delicious smut. Today’s special: two for one! Haha.
Enjoy. =]
Warning: May cause extreme horny-ness. Read at your own risk. ;) hahah

The Right Spot

Paul kissed and nipped at the back of her right shoulder, making Lindsey gasp lightly. Slowly, he traced his fingers down her side and slid them under her panties, squeezing her ass hard before reaching down and plunging a finger inside her slick heat, making her whine softly and grip the sheets.

She arched her back and moved against his hand as he felt for that deep spot (that is supposedly more hypersensitive than the g-spot and will make a woman go crazy if touched right) that he read in a book in his mom’s office the other day. When he found it, he crooked his finger and rubbed the spot harshly. Evidently you needed to be rough with this spot in order to get the right effect.

“Paul!” Lindsey gasped loudly, grabbing at the sheets, she tried to get away from him. “Shit…oh my-stop!”

Paul’s eyebrows rose, surprised that it really worked as well as the book said it would, “Shh baby, calm down, its alright.” he whispered, continuing to rub at the newly found sweet spot that he was going to abuse from here on out.

Lindsey clamped her inner muscles around his finger and cried out loudly, “What the hell…holy shit…” she panted, bucking her hips madly. “Oh god…too much. Way too much.” she whispered.

“Give into it baby girl.” Paul grinned against her ear, pinning her body down with his so she couldn’t get away. “Fucking come all over my hand.”

Lindsey held her breath and shook her head, tensing her body up, “Please!” she bit out, her body going against her own will and still moving along somewhat with his hand.

Paul drew his brows together and moved his finger faster and rougher, reaching under Lindsey’s body to tease her clit. “Relax!” he ordered harshly, mentally punching himself, knowing that being a dominant asshole wasn’t going to get her to relax, but he couldn’t go back now, “I know this feels good to you, Lindsey, so fucking give in and come all over my hand.”

Lindsey buried her head into the mattress and screamed, sobbing out cries and tried to stop her hips from bucking, but they were traitorous body parts and moved with Paul’s movements. She kept shaking her head in the no fashion and felt tears escape her eyes. It felt too good. Nothing should feel this good. Nothing. Sometimes, Lindsey really hated that she just couldn’t let go and give in.

Paul abandoned her clit quickly to lift Lindsey up on her knees, spreading them wide. “Fucking move them and you’ll be sorry.” he warned softly, continuing on with abusing the deep spot.

Lindsey gasped for air, falling down to her elbows. She screwed her eyes shut and cried out, gripping the sheets so tight that her fingers were starting to get numb. “FuckFuckFuck,” she chanted loudly, feeling her climax threatening to take over her body.

When she felt Paul’s hand come down sharply on her ass, spanking her loudly, it was her undoing. She screamed into the mattress, clamping her inner muscles tightly and felt hot tears leak from her eyes again. She shook and quivered, crying out softly as Paul made her climax last longer by quickly rubbing at her clit and pressing against that spot deep within harder.

“That’s it.” he urged her on, feeling her hot juices start to flow from her aching body, “Good girl. It’s okay. Good girl, baby.” Paul kissed her lower back, pulling his fingers out of her slowly.

Lindsey jerked away from Paul as soon as his fingers were out of her body and sat on the floor, propping herself up against the wall as she continued to shake with aftershocks. She pushed her hair out of her face, suddenly aware of how very sensitive her whole body was after that. She needed to get away from Paul right now so he wouldn’t touch her, fearing that she would lose control completely if he did. And she thought that one time in the kitchen had been the most intense orgasm of her life.

“Linds?” Paul said quietly, immediately going to his shaking girlfriend.

Lindsey held a hand out in front of her, “Don’t touch me.” she pleaded, trying to catch her breath. “Please…I…”

Paul nodded, sitting on the floor in front of her, “Are you alright?”

Lindsey nodded, hanging her head between her shoulders. “Warn me next time.” she said softly. “You cant do that to me, you know that.”

Lindsey rested her head back against the wall and exhaled, closing her eyes, trying to calm down. She looked over to Paul, who was sitting across from her, leaning against their bed. His face held a five o’clock shadow that needed to be shaven and his hair was mused erratically. Paul’s dark brows were drawn together patiently waiting, as he held his hand out, waiting for her to calm down and take his hand in her own.

Lindsey couldn’t help it. The corners of her mouth turned upwards and she let out a loud chuckle, “What…the fuck was that?”

Paul grinned, taking her hand she offered to him and helped her up, “Magic?” he shrugged innocently.


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Lindsey gripped the sheets tightly, breathing hard. Paul had her bent over the edge of the bed, ass high in the air as he sat next to her, one hand on her back, the other coming down harshly on her milky white flesh, tingeing it deep pink. Her skin was heated and ached badly, but it hurt good. Really, really good.

“Seven…” Lindsey breathed, screwing her eyes tight.

Paul rubbed her sore skin softly, then reached down to slide a finger into her slick heat. “You fucking love this shit.” he chuckled, rubbing her insides.

Lindsey whimpered, the sheets still gripped tightly in her hands, “Shut up.” she muttered.

Another harsh smack to her rear caused Lindsey to let out a startled cry. That one stung. Her ass was going to be sore in the morning and driving to work was going to be a bitch. But it was so worth it. Paul delivered another spank, this time grabbing her ass roughly and sliding his hand down to slip a finger into her body once more, and as always, finding just were to touch her inside.

“Paul…” Lindsey whispered, pushing back against his hand.

“Yes, baby girl.” he replied, slipping another finger inside her heat. She felt his lips and tongue on her back as goose bumps appeared over her arms and legs.

“I’m aching so bad.” she murmured, breathing heavily.

Paul smirked, standing behind Lindsey, “Put your knees on the bed.” he said softly as he pushed his boxers down, stepping out of them.

Lindsey did as she was instructed, slowly placing her knees on the bed and rested her elbows on the mattress. She shuddered as Paul ran his palms down the back of her thighs, pushing her knees further apart so she was opened wide for him. Anticipation was taking over her and she reached under herself to rub at her own clit softly, trying to ease some tension.

“Eager are we?” Paul chuckled, placing one hand on her lower back. She felt the head of his erection rub against her entrance, making her whine softly. “Dirty baby girl.”

Lindsey bit her bottom lip, pushing back, “Yes.” she responded.

Paul raised a brow, grabbing a handful of Lindsey’s hair, making her rise up to lean back against him. He trailed a hand down her abdomen and used his fingers to tease her swollen bundle of nerves between her legs as he latched his lips onto her neck, sucking and kissing her there. She reached back to hold the back of his neck while she moved against his hand, crying out and gasping for air.

“Please Paul…” Lindsey whined, arching her back.

Paul bit down on her shoulder, twisting her clit deliciously as he slid into her heat slowly. Lindsey shuddered and moaned low, slightly digging her fingernails into the back of his neck. “Fucking dirty little slut, Linds.” he rasped against her ear, pushing into her deeply.

Lindsey nodded as best she could while he had a tight grip in her hair and pushed back against him, falling to her elbows when he let her hair go. She gripped the sheets tightly until her knuckles turned white and started aching. Paul slammed into her over and over again, his hold on her hips tight as she pushed back against him, meeting his every thrust.

She arched her back more and pressed the side of her head to the mattress, creating a whole new angle as Paul pushed down on her back slightly, making him hit her cervix heavily with every thrust. She cried out loudly, reaching out for something to grab, but found nothing. Lindsey squeezed her eyes tightly, her lips slightly parted as loud gasps and moans erupted from her throat.

“Oh god…” Lindsey moaned, a smirk playing on her lips.

Paul grunted heavily, gripping Lindsey’s hips tightly, “You like that?” he smirked, sliding his hands down to cup her ass, gripping her cheeks hard as he pounded into her.

“Yeah…” Lindsey whined, nodding her head. She couldn’t help but smile, opening her eyes a little, she gasped when she realized they were across from the mirror. “Right there…like that, like that.” she chanted softly, her lips still slightly upturned.

“Watchin me fuck you in the mirror, dirty girl?” Paul grunted, reaching a hand so he could bury it in her long hair, grabbing a handful. “Fucking love that shit, don’t you?”

Lindsey whimpered, “God, yes.”

Paul reached around with his other hand to tease her clit, his other hand tightening his grip, letting Lindsey know who was Alpha. She closed her eyes, listening to flesh hit against flesh and the headboard slam against the wall repeatedly. The smell of raw, unyielding sex filled her senses, making her grin while Paul assaulted her willing body repeatedly. She was really amazed that their neighbors never complained about the noise.

This had to be kind of what heaven felt like…or hell. Depending on how you look at it.


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