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Her head felt a little woozy from the alcohol but she didn't care. She pushed the slightly nauseas feeling to the side as she watched him lower himself onto the bed. His legs spread as he leant back onto his strong forearms, staring at her. His head cocked to the side as his eyes scanned her.

She advanced towards him, her short black dress riding up. She didn't care. She ached for him. She was starved and he was a buffet. He was perfectly designed for her. The beads of her dress rattle a little as they hit themselves and then her thighs.

She placed her bare legs either side of his fully clothed ones, allowing herself to dip a little against his bulge. Her panties did little to protect her from him. He let out a groan from the contact and placed a singular calloused hand against her neck, pulling her in violently. His lips crashed against hers as his thumb rested against her chin, pulling it open just enough for him to enter. Their spit combined as his tongue slipped into her mouth, tasting every inch of her.

She pulled away, sending him a smirk as she began to gently grind against him. A gentle gasp escaped her lips as his bulge made contact with her clit.

The small grunt made him all the more ravenous for her. He grabbed her hips, flipping her round so that she was lying down on the bed. He knelt on the floor, leaning back for a moment as he admired her beauty before, in one smooth act, he pushed her panties to the side. He smirked for a second as he made contact with her wide eyes before slowly lowering himself down towards her. Heat radiated from her already swelling clit.

He trailed slow, torturous kisses up her sensitive thighs, occasionally nipping her just to hear her whimper. He waited for a second before moving to her clit. His tongue circled around it causing her to cry out. A grin escaped his lips as he felt her grip the bed sheets causing her to feel more pleasure. A series of pleading whimpers escaped her lips as she begged for more. His tongue left a trail of saliva which only furthered her pleasure.

Without warning, her legs began to shake as she came. He sat back, a small scowl on his face.

"Did I say you could cum?" He hissed as his hands gripped the flesh of her thighs. "Where do you keep your toys?"

Her cheeks burned crimson, "I- I don't know what you mean," she gulped as she tried to recover from her orgasm.

"Did I not make myself fucking clear?" He stared intently into her eyes, not relenting. He watched as her eyes darted towards the bottom draw of her dresser for a split second before returning to his eyes. A smirk spread across his face as he opened the draw, pulling out one of her toys.

He turned it on, feeling the vibrations against his hand before pressing it against her without warning. A loud moan escaped her lips as she pushed herself further down against it. As she felt herself building up once more he moved it away, leaving her gasping for air.

"You only cum when I say you can. Understood?" He asked as he pressed it against her once more.

She managed to answer with a small yes between her moans, feeling desperate as he once again withdrew it right when she needed it most. It took all her will not to finish the job herself.

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Florence sat up with a gasp. Her forehead sweaty and her limbs tangled in the mess that once was her sheets. She ran a trembling hand through her hair, feeling the sweet build up from her scalp as she let out a shuddery breath.

She couldn't believe what she'd just done. She'd never done this before... not even about guys she'd known for months... she barely knew this guy. Much worse, she hated him.

She couldn't believe she'd had a sex dream about him.

-A/N-

soz if i confused you lot i just couldn't be bothered to WAIT any longer i had the most fitting song ripping through my airpods and i thought why not.
rah i've never ever wrote fully fledged SMUT before so very sorry if it's awkward n that 😵

Also, i actually am well aware that this is early but i felt like why not throw a spanner in the works. But don't worry this will still be a slowburn enemies to lovers 😔 i keep my promises yano

anyway thought this might interest yous a little bit but whatevs

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