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Caught In The Act | prt one

Warning: some smutish content included.

I gasped as Oscar bit my neck, sure enough leaving hickeys. I grabbed him by his face and started kissing his lips. I bit his lips and straddled my legs around his hips. I felt something hard underneath me and I smirked. I rubbed myself against him causing him to let out a moan.

"Fuck, stop teasing me (y/n)." moaned Oscar

I slipped his wife-beater shirt off and stared at his chest, I traced his chest, leaving sloppy kisses.

Oscar couldn't handle it anymore and flipped us over so he can be on top. I loved seeing his cold cross handing from his chest.

"Can I remove this?" asked Oscar pointing to my polo shirt, "It's in the way."

I smirked, "Yes you can."

He removed my shirt and I felt goosebumps on my spine, good thing I wore my good bra, I unclipped it and threw it across the room, my insecurity filled in my head and I covered my chest.

Oscar frowned and removed my arms, "Baby, you're beautiful and I love how you look."

I blushed, "Thank you, Oscar. But I'm still insecure."

He left sloppy kisses on my neck trailing down into my breasts, I grabbed his recently shaved head in pleasure.

The door swung open and a very surprised Cesar stood in front of us.

"Oh shit."

He ran out and we heard the front door slam shut

"He must be mortified! Oscar, what do we do?"

Oscar started laughing, "I remember when I first caught my mom in the act. Nastiest thing ever."

"Are you implying what we're doing is nasty?"

"No, baby but I do want to do more nasty things to you," smirked Oscar

I got up and started putting my clothes back on," I'm not in the mood no more."

Oscar sighed, "Don't be a bitch, come back in bed."

"Nope, I need to talk to Cesar."

"Fine, go suck then," mumbled Oscar

I threw a pillow at him, "Fuck you "Spooky"."

I knew he hated being called spooky so I did it for that reason, I slammed the front door and got in my car.