Johnny Depp One Shots PART 2

Our Time At Last

It started with eyes meeting across a crowded room. She hated that she had fallen for that old cliche but what was done was done. Not only had she'd fallen, she'd tumbled head over heels into the most cliche of all cliches.

Eyes meeting across a crowded room? Check.

The feeling of butterflies in her stomach as they maintained eye contact? Check

Starting towards each other? Check.

Losing sight of him and worrying she wouldn't find him again? Check – several times, even though worrying she wouldn't see him again was ridiculous. He wasn't a stranger.

Meeting in the centre of the room? Check.

The only thing missing from her cliché? That he hadn't swept her into his arms and launched them both into a song and dance routine.

She was grateful for that. Old Hollywood musicals were great fun, of course, but she doubted that Fred Astaire had twirled Ginger Rogers out of the bar so they could go fuck. Rather, she hoped he hadn't.

But he had. Not twirled, exactly. They'd chatted, had a drink or two at the bar. She'd always found him charming, witty, and, to be perfectly honest, gorgeous. After years of being stuck with guys who seemed, well plain compared to him, she'd all but drooled over him. He exuded strength. He exuded confidence. He exuded sex appeal. When he leaned close and suggested they move to a more private location she had agreed. For reasons still unknown to her, she had been the one to lead him out into the night. She had paid for the taxi.

Because tonight she was finally going to fuck Johnny Depp.She fell in love with his hair in the hotel elevator. She loved the silkiness of it between her fingers. She liked the smell, the texture. She especially loved how it fell into a curtain around their faces when he kissed her.When they reached her hotel room he had her against the door before it fully closed. She gasped into his mouth, kicking off her shoes and shrugging out of her jacket before tucking her arms and legs around him. The playful kisses in the elevator were now gone, and she relinquished all control. She was tired of being in charge.They hadn't spoken since his whispered words at the bar. She would have said something, but each time she broke the kiss to draw in a clear breath he caught her in another. His large hands pulled her top up over her breasts, and her head dropped back with a dull thud against the door when he lowered his head and sucked a hardening nipple into his mouth."Holy shit," she gasped, his hearty suckle sending tremors down her spine. Threading her fingers in his hair, she squirmed, pinned between him and the door. "Fuck... Johnny..."He released her nipple with a loud pop. "Hmm?"She opened her mouth to tell him she wanted him in the bed, but he latched onto her other nipple before she could. She reveled in the feel of his tongue and teeth working over her sensitive flesh, breath stuttering out of her mouth when his hand slipped between their bodies. "Oh," she blurted, eyes widening as his fingers skimmed over bare flesh. "I forgot to put panties on..." what had done was take them off when she went to the ladies room before they left the club.Johnny chuckled, a low rumble that rocked her. Biting down gently on her nipple, he stroked her with steady, sure fingers, other hand grasping her waist when he backed away from the door. He carried her over to the bed, mouth crashing to hers while his fingers rubbed along her slit. Too soon she was falling onto the bed and pouted at the loss of his fingers.She boosted herself upright, slowly licking her lips as she reached for his belt. She worked quickly, eye on the bulge that strained the front of his jeans. She knew that bulge well, having rubbed up against him countless times since their first meeting. She'd even sat on it a few times. And, yes, at the cookout he'd given that she'd been invited to, she had grinded in his lap, the friction of his bulge against her pussy, separated only by his swim trunks and her skimpy bikini bottoms, getting very close to giving her an orgasm. Her only regret was losing her nerve.Not tonight. So determined, she flicked open the button of his jeans and eased down the zipper, hand delving inside without waiting for the jeans to be pulled down. Wrapping her fingers around his cock, she matched his ragged sigh with one of her own. He was thick and heavy and... She gave him a few exploratory strokes. Long. Humming in anticipation, she pulled his cock free and leaned forward to guide it into her mouth."Fuck," he groaned, the low timbre of his voice filling the room. He cupped the back of her head, applying gentle pressure to guide her down further, and wound his fingers in her hair to keep her steady.Moaning, she flicked her eyes up to watch his face, felt her pussy flood when she found him watching her. His eyes were dark, a muscle in his jaw ticking, and she was encouraged to go all the way when his teeth briefly caught his bottom lip. She felt her throat protest when the head of his dick hit the back and start going down, but swallowed away the discomfort. Catching the tang of him on her tongue, she moaned louder, bracing her hands on his thighs.Johnny's fingers tightened in her hair, urging her to go faster. She lightly dug her nails into his thighs, and her eyes widened when he began roll his hips to meet her mouth. "Mm... Fuck, baby girl...""Mm-hmm," she managed around his cock, keeping her head still. The tip of his cock kept brushing the back of her throat and she felt her eyes begin to water. Her tongue worked furiously along the underside of his shaft, and she felt her lungs begin to burn. Pushing against his thighs, she gasped for breath as soon as he pulled his cock free of her mouth. She had barely drawn in a lungful when he was pushing it back in, hips rocking faster this time, coaxing her to take him down her throat.He continued to stare down at her, teeth still occasionally grabbing his bottom lip. She saw perspiration start to bead on his forehead, then his lips were parting with a deep moan. "You're gonna make me cum," he gasped, eyes closing briefly. His hips surged forward, sending his cock deeper than before, and he held her still while he strained, pushing as deeply as possible. "You gon' swallow it?"She accomplished a brief nod, unable to breathe much less answer properly. He suddenly pulled her off, pushing her down on the bed and she stared at the ceiling, sucking air into her burning lungs. Lurching at the unexpected sting of his palms on her thighs, she spread her legs, panting, yelping when he dragged her to the edge of the bed. Her legs were draped over his shoulders and just when she lifted her head to watch, his lips began sucking hard on her clit. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."She dug her heels into his back, one hand reaching down to hold onto his head. His fingernails dug into her skin as her hips started to roll. Still breathing raggedly, she could only gasp the same word over and over again. A powerful arm wrapped around her waist, keeping her from moving too much. He scraped her clit with his teeth, eliciting a short shriek, then swirled over it with his tongue. Ignoring her whines of complaint when he lifted his head, he proceeded to spread her slit."I've been dreaming about eating this pussy for ages," he confessed. His tongue flattened over her, dragging from her entrance to her clit in one thorough swipe. He made a sound of approval and did it again. "Ever since I felt you getting wet on my dick.""Shit, John," she moaned, winding her fingers more securely in his hair. His tongue licked her again, then he was lifting his head. To her shock, he spit directly on her clit, and began spreading it with his middle finger. "Fuck..."Lowering his head, he blew on her overheated flesh, tip of his finger teasing her entrance. Just when she thought she would scream in frustration his tongue returned to her clit, flicking slowly. His finger moved away, his mouth fused to her pussy, and this time she did scream, but with delight, as his tongue began fucking her with rapid, noisy strokes."Johnny," she squealed, pressing her thighs to either side of his head. He didn't ease off, teeth scraping her clit, tongue plunging and slurping, fingers pressing down on her hips to hold her still. "Oh god..."She was going to cum. She didn't want to. Not yet. If he— "Ahh!" she shrieked, head falling back when his tongue swept up and danced over her clit. The room became overheated. She felt perspiration beading on her skin, despite the goosebumps his mouth raised. It brought with it a chill, which swept through her body, stiffening her already hard nipples and causing her toes to curl. "Oh fuck, fuck fuck," she cried, clutching at his hair with both hands. "Just like – Yes! Right - John!"Screeching his name again as her orgasm knocked her senseless, she threw her head back. His mouth remained, persistent, until she started to shake. With a noisy kiss to her clit, which caused her to cry out, he lifted his head."Good?" he whispered."God yes," she gasped. Her legs slid off his shoulders as he stood up, and she could only stare while he yanked his shirt over his head and fully removed his jeans. Mouth going dry at the sight of olive-toned skin and thick muscles, she dragged her tongue over her lips.He grabbed her waist, pushing her further onto the bed. The mattress dipped as he joined her. Still struggling to regain coherence and get control over her breathing, she moaned softly when he guided her onto her front. She lifted her hips, surprised when he shoved pillows beneath them. Boosting herself up on her elbows, she glanced over her shoulder, gaze moving to the bulging tip of his cock as he tugged her skirt down. The garment landed next to the bed, and she felt a thrill when he unceremoniously jerked her top over her head. She felt the tip of his dick nudge her slit as he knelt behind her. Rolling her hips, she breathed his name each time his cock bumped against her clit.Johnny's hands gripped her hips and she braced herself, a shrill cry escaping when he entered her. "Goddamn," he growled, pushing in until his hips dug into her ass. "So tight... Shit..."She felt her eyes roll back as he filled her completely. He stretched her. She could feel his cock twitch inside her and whimpered when he began to withdraw. He gave a few lazy, unhurried strokes. Never fully pulling out or going in all the way. His hands moved to her thighs and, at the sound of his soft growl, she knew.He wasn't going to be gentle. Tenderness would not be involved. She braced herself, holding her breath as he began to fuck her with deep, thorough strokes. There was no time for romance, though she had a vague sensation he was capable of it. There was barely time to breathe, with his dick slamming into her so forcefully the mattress began to shake. He was wild. Untethered. He was focused solely on one thing now: his own pleasure. She knew hers mattered as well, but she'd already orgasmed once. He'd already seen to that.And she would orgasm again. She could already feel it building. Her legs shook. She tightened around his cock, enjoying the way his fingers trembled at her thighs each time she did so. If she focused, she could— "Fuck!" she cried when he shifted the angle of his hips. Now each ruthless thrust of his hips sent his cock rubbing over that spot inside her that very few men had ever found. "Johnny!"He let go of her thighs, one hand coming down on her ass before giving it a harsh squeeze. Leaning forward, he grabbed her flailing hands and held them down. His hold was vise-like, and his relentless rhythm never faltered. His mouth, blazing hot, pressed to her neck. "You gonna cum?" he asked, just a little breathless. Squeezing her hands, he began a more concentrated thrusting. Still deep, still hard, but just a fraction slower. It seemed his cock rubbed that spot even better now. His soft chuckle came just before his tongue flicked over her earlobe. "Yeah, you are...""Yes," she agreed."Slower?" he asked, demonstrating by segueing into a series of gentle thrusts that had her moaning softly. "Or faster?""Fuck," she squealed when he launched into strokes so fast she couldn't tell when he was in her or not. His hips grinded against her. His cock slammed into her all the way and she saw stars.She came back to reality when he let go of her hands and pushed himself upright. His cock throbbed deep inside her and she whined as he withdrew. Cum, thick and blazing hot, splashed onto her ass. Shocked when he slid into her for a few more strokes, she slumped forward, panting, enjoying his low moans. Again he pulled out, and this time she felt a thick burst of cum land on her clit. It sent jolts throughout her body. He pushed inside once more, fucking her with slow, deep strokes that made her tremble. When he pulled out, he quickly flipped her onto her back and she hurriedly sat up.She had barely closed her lips around the tip when cum began landing on her tongue. Swallowing, making appreciative sounds, she watched his face twist with pleasure. Once she'd coaxed the last drops out, she bobbed her head up and down slowly, tongue working furiously to clean his cock. Sitting back, she dragged her finger over her lips then popped it into her mouth for a quick suck. "Next time, I want that whole load," she requested.He leaned down, tipping her chin back so he could catch her lips in a quick kiss. "Whatever you want, baby girl.""Right now, I want a shower," she mused when he let go of her chin and flopped down next to her. Swinging her feet to the floor, she felt the delicious ache of good sex and slowly stood. "You?""Not just yet," he panted, throwing an arm over his face when she switched on the light.Was he planning on staying? She didn't mind. She would enjoy waking up next to him. Crossing the room to retrieve her jacket, she dug her phone and wallet out of the pockets and placed them on the nightstand before ducking into the bathroom for a quick shower.When she came out, hair wrapped in a towel, he was sitting up against the headboard, arm tucked behind his head. "That was a quick shower.""I just need to rinse off." She unwound the towel and tossed it into the bathroom. Combing her fingers through her hair, she moved to climb into bed.He dragged her into a kiss before she was fully on the bed. Surprised, she straddled him, fingers sinking into his hair."I'm gonna need you to stay," she mumbled between kisses."Good thing, 'cause I'm not leaving," he replied.