The Maze Runner Imagines

-sexual tension (pt. 2) sneak peak!

"I dont remember. Sorry just wasn't a very memorable night" Y/n smirked knowing she had already rilled him up and she was loving every second of it.

Newt reached out for one of her arms yanking her wrist from behind her back. The small fragile wrist still covered in a deep dark black and purple bruise. He wrapped his hand around her wrist raising it up squeezing it harshly making her hiss in pleasure more than pain.

"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow at her. He used his hand that was wrapped around her wrist to move her hand down his body starting at his shoulders moving her delicate fingertips over his perfectly defined abs and pressed the palm of her hand against his already throbbing cock making direct eye contact with her. He knew just by the look in her eyes that pre cum was practically dripping down her legs.

He slung her hand off of his body leaning down to pick up her pom poms that had dropped handing them to her.

"Ill be at your house at 6 okay? Hopefully we can study again like last time" Newt winked at her before turning on his heel walking out the doors into the parking lot.