Straight up fucking NSFW, I mean it's been two books so why not give you guys a devil's tango scene?
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That night had carried onto something I would have never of suspected.
We trusted eachother with our lives, but did we trust eachother with our bodies was the real question. I layed below the man, his blackish brown hair ran down his tanned shoulders like a lions mane. His brown eyes, even in the shade of his frame, glowed when they looked down at my naked body.
Only two pieces of clothing managed to shield me for the moment, and frankly I wanted them off.
Isaac pinned me to the mattress, the cold air bit at our soon to be sweating bodies. He kneeled in-between my legs, close to the inside of my thighs as I pulsed for him. My tongue still went over the man above me's peppermint taste, I was growing needy for more.
I watched as Isaac slowly lean in, his lips carefully brushed up against my cheek. My eyes fluttered, my legs shook.
God, Never had I ever thought of a man this way.
His legs inched closer to my body, I felt his member on the inside of my thigh. I bit down on my bottom lip, damn how it was growling.
"Are you ready?" Isaacs low voice oozed into my mind, his hand on my hip and besides my head tightened as he felt it too.
"Of course." I breathed out.
Looking up at the black haired boy I felt loved.
Ready for what was to come.
.....
Why did I have to remember.
Flashback
"You want it don't cha? You little fucking slut."
His warm breath radiated off of my neck, his naked body layed on mine while our skin began to stick to one anothers.
"Yeah..." I whispered, honestly ready.
Sitting up he brought his hand to his mouth, licking his palm and brought it down to his member using the saliva as lube.
"Fuck, how've been waiting so long...and now your finally mine." Jeff smirked, his eyes stuck on my breasts.
I wanted to turn off the lights so I could hide my nude body, but Jeff said that just took away all of the excitement.
Slowly he inched closer to my laying frame, my skin cold from the running air conditioner.
I felt the tip, making my eye twitch at the upcoming pain.
He didn't even hesitate, he went all in while his rough hands attached onto my hips making my hands grip his wrists. My nails dug into his flesh, only making him go faster. My back arched upwards on the cold mattress as my jaw clenched, his member was a striking pain in my lower stomach.
The moans of pain soon became cries of pure excitement.
He began to play with my clit as he went to town on me, making the sensation stronger.
He tilted his head backwards as the feeling of pure bliss of the tight warm walls that surrounded his member making him starved to go deeper. He went harder with each thrust, whimpers and moans escaped my mouth making him go faster. He pulled in and out, taking in the warmth and welcome of his enjoyment.
My hands let go of his wrists and instantly gripped onto my hair, yanking at the strands and quickly went to pulling at the bed sheets for how fast he was going.
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HorrorA Creepypasta and Jeff The Killer × Fem Reader [ 3 ] ______________________________________________ S N E A K P E A K : "I meant what I said, you have potential." I rested my head against his chest for support, taking in the sounds of the woods an...