𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑ᵃʳⁱᵃⁿᵃ ᵍʳᵃⁿᵈᵉ

𝐗𝐈𝐈

warning !!! : lots...and lots...and lots...of smut. be aware.

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I WAS ALREADY BREATHLESS as Y/n hovered above me, her hands slowly gliding against my skin. I shivered when the tips of her fingers slid under my dress before coming right back out to brush against my thighs.

I pressed my hips upward as I sunk my teeth into my lip. I just want her to touch me. It's all I want.

Y/n smirked and pulled her hands away from my body completely. I pouted and reached for her hand, grabbing it tightly. "No, come back."

At any other time, I'd be embarrassed at how desperate I sound, but I don't really have time to be embarrassed right now.

Y/n pulled her hand away to tug at the spaghetti strap of my dress. "Take off your dress. Leave your shoes." She said, letting the strap snap back into place before she patted my thigh.

I nodded and sat up, pulling my dress off over my head. I tossed it to the floor next to the couch and propped myself up on my hands, looking at her. Her eyes were too busy staring below my eyes, though.

I smiled, holding myself up with one hand as I used the other to brush my fingers against the lace of my bra. "You like it?"

Y/n nodded, her hands finding my body again. "You look gorgeous, Ariana." She whispered, leaning forward to kiss me. I hummed and looped my arms around her neck to bring her down with me.

The kiss was slow and sweet as her palms pressed against my thighs, holding them up to her hips. I tangled my hands in her hair as she pulled away and kissed my cheek, down to my jawline, and to my neck.

I pressed my head as far as I could into the couch cushion to give her more access. Y/n smiled against my skin before she bit down, making me jump. Her lips then pressed a soft kiss to the bite, soothing the good sting that it left.

Her fingers tickled as they danced up to my stomach and just barely slid beneath the top of my underwear. I pushed my hips up to try and guide her to where I wanted her, but Y/n changed course and dragged her hands up my stomach.

I whined, opening my eyes as I tugged on her hair. "Y/n!" I dragged out her name in a whine. "Just fucking touch me! I'm going to literally explode!"

Y/n's eyes shot up to connect with mine before her teeth bit down on my neck again, making me yelp. "What did I tell you, Ariana? You act like a brat again, you won't get shit."

My eyes widened out of shock at her words but I was all the more excited at the same time.

My lips pouted again as I reached to find her hand. "I'm sorry. Please touch me, Y/n? Please?" I begged, my hips pressing up again.

Y/n smiled softly and pecked my lips, leaving me wanting more. She lifted herself up on her knees as she latched her fingers into the band of my underwear. She looked up at me and I instantly nodded, watching a smile spread over her face.

"So eager." She commented lowly, making me blush. I looked down as she slowly pulled the lacy underwear off of me, my cheeks burning hotter when the fabric stuck to my folds.

Y/n pulled them off over my shoes and tossed them. She was just staring and I almost went to close my legs, but her hands forced me to keep my legs wide open.

"You're already soaked, Angel. I haven't even touched you." You didn't even have to be looking at her to tell she was smirking-you could hear it in her voice.

I closed my eyes and huffed, the embarrassment that I had no time for earlier rising quickly at her comment and the nickname.

I opened my eyes to see Y/n grinning. I glanced down and saw the tent in her sweats, the size sending a shiver down my spine. When I looked back up, Y/n was bringing her hand to her mouth.