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Y/N's POV.
Dylan opened up the door, he was covered in sweat and looked slightly annoyed.
I sat up, a concerned look on my face.
"Is everything okay? You look... bothered?", I asked Dylan just barely shook his head and laid down beside me.
I started to have a tingling feeling on my thigh and realized Dylan was brushing his fingers up and down.
I soon remembered what this meant, he was horny.
After being with him for a year, he finally told me that whenever he did something like this, it usually meant he was horny.
I looked over at him only to be met with his honey brown eyes.
I smirked and raised my eyebrow, "Can I help you?". Suddenly his eyes clouded over with lust and his lips were on mine in an instant.
His hands gripped my waist as we pulled away for a breath.
His lips attached to my neck, a moan escaping from my mouth.
"Shirt... off, now", Dylan panted.
"I- i don't have a bra on...", I said quietly, embarrassment lacing my voice.
"It's okay baby", Dylan pleaded, already tugging at the hem.
I pulled off my shirt while Dylan gazed and stared, I started to cover myself but Dylan stopped me and started kissing down my neck.
I couldn't help but let out a moan as Dylan held my small hands in his bigger one. Finally he tore off his own shirt, his hands leaving mine for a spilt second before they returned.
Dylan messed with his pants for a second before tugging my shorts and underwear off so that I was revealed only to him.
After he was undressed, Dyl's lips averted to my neck, he started sucking and slightly biting at a certain spot, which made me moan loudly.
He reached over into his pocket of his jeans on the floor and pulled out a condom.
When he put the condom on he lined up at my entrance and slowly pushed in so I could adjust.
Once I fully adjusted, he starting moving in quick paces.
Soon enough there was a knot forming in the out of my stomach.
I could tell Dylan was close as well with his messier movements. His lips found mine and I could feel the beads of sweat in his upper lip.
I let out a string of curses and moans as I came to my high.
Dylan filled the condom and then tied it and threw it away.
