this. okay this kinda got away from me. enjoy the absolute filth !!!! 18+ as always.

when Ellie bottoms, she always gets this soft, almost drunk look on her face. she’s intoxicated by the sight of you on top of her, beaming from the orgasm she’s just given you — still thinking about the way you’d rolled her over, and bent down to kiss her, tasting your slick on her mouth as you whispered, my turn.

“Fuck,” she gasps, arching her back. she’s still sensitive from coming on your fingers. Pussy puffy and slick from use. Her clit is swollen with need, and because you’re awful. down right evil, you push the head of the strap against it, watching her jolt.

She moans, hips dragging up to get some friction, and her sounds of pleasure hiccup into a laugh. “Fuck you,” she giggles, the end of it twisting into a whimper as you brush against her clit again. Her long fingers clutch the sheets, veins in her muscular arms popping.

“What was that?” you whisper, raising a brow. You rest your weight against your arm, leaning close. “What was that angel?” you pout, mocking her. “I didn’t hear you.”