James Phelps| One Shots

Honeymoon|James|Smut

■■■

I shifted underneath the thick white sheets, slightly groaning at the bright light coming in through the curtains. I felt a pair of arms pull me closer, making me smile.

"Good morning, Mrs. Phelps." James said in my ear, I could hear the smile on his lips.

"Good morning." I smiled, finally opening my eyes as I felt his lips kiss my cheek.

"How did my amazing wife sleep?" He held me in his arms.

"Amazingly." I smiled up at him.

"I can't believe you're mine now. My wife." He chuckled, squeezing me in his arms.

"Well I didn't do too bad either." I kissed his cheek, "Look at this handsome man I managed to snatch up."

"Snatch up?" He smiled, "You have me head over heels for you, now and forever." He gave me a squeeze and kissed my cheeks over and over.

"Stop. You're tickling me, James." I giggled against his grip.

I smiled as he started pressing his lips against my neck, I bit my lip as he started biting my neck, moving his body over mine.

"Mmm didn't you get enough of that last night Mr. Phelps?" I mumbled as he started kissing my collar bones.

"I'll never get enough of you, Mrs. Phelps." He smiled up at me before cupping my chest in his large hands, squeezing them together and sucking on each one.

He threw me a side smile as he kissed my stomach, pulling the covers over his head as he continued to go lower. I felt him part my legs under the sheets, teasing me with his fingertips. His lips caressed my thighs, moving painfully slow.

      I moaned and my heart sped up as I felt his tongue on me, switching back and forth from his hands and mouth. I outstretched my arms, clutching the sheets in my fingers, I looked to my left, slightly opening my eyes at the shimmering ring reflecting the sunlight on my finger.

I gave up clutching the sheets, I moved my hands underneath the sheets, I yanked on his hair, holding him there, forcing his head to stay in place as his tongue continued to explore me.
He stopped abruptly, sitting up under the covers and pulled them off him.

"Who said you could stop?" I asked him.

"Turn around." He smiled.

"No." I chuckled.

"Turn around." He repeated.

"Make me." I smiled.

"On all fours." James took me by my side, flipping me over.

I did as I was told, placing my hands on the mattress and pressing up against him. I felt his hands all over my skin, finally putting himself in me.

I found myself clutching the sheets once more as he slammed into me again and again.

I gasped as he stopped, I felt his hand in my hair, yanking me up so I stood on my knees against him. James kissed my neck as he held me back by my hair, exposing my neck, his left hand grabbing my breasts, moving sloppily down my stomach and touching me. My legs shook underneath me as he fingered me, I felt his grip on my hair loosen and he pushed me back down on my hands, pushing me further down so my cheek rested against the mattress.
I heard his deep moans as he continued ramming into me again and again...