Wyatt & Annie - “The Real Thing” NSFW (Patreon)

- WYATT’S POV -

I would be lying if I said I hadn’t fantasized about Annie countless times over the last 2 years. She has always been what I thought about first thing in the morning when I woke up, and every night when I fell asleep. However, endless scenarios and dreams in my head could never have prepared me for the real thing.
Angrily professing my love to her in the middle of a fight was not what I had envisioned. And I definitely never could have guessed we’d end up half naked on the floor of her entryway. Clothes had been discarded a while ago, and in the heat of everything, we just didn’t make it any further into the apartment. I was going to have her, right here and now, on the floor.

It was like I’d lost my mind the last several minutes since that first kiss. Something awoke inside of me that had been resting dormant for these past few years since we’d met. Now, I was in a frenzy, my wandering hands and lips exploring everything within my reach.

It was no question that Annie was always stunning, but there was nothing more beautiful than her in this moment, half naked, body trapped under mine. I’ve always known Annie to be insecure, often shying away from my compliments. After I’d whispered so many into her ear and onto her skin tonight, she was finally showing me another side to her I never thought I’d get to see, but always hoped I would. By now, I’d already lost track of how many times I’d told her she was the most beautiful thing on earth, and how much I wanted her.

When she took off her shirt of her own volition, I was stunned. She had a newfound confidence I wasn’t expecting, but was loving every second of. She was the one who dragged me onto the floor, and I was in heaven knowing that I could bring out this sensual side to her.

I couldn’t stop kissing her, nothing could pull me away. I’d held myself back from her for so long, I couldn’t imagine ever stopping myself again. She seemed just as eager, leaning into every kiss and touch like it was the only thing keeping either of us alive. For me, it might be.

My lips hovered down from her mouth to her neck down to the swell of her chest. She ran her hands through my hair as I pulled down one side of her bra, revealing her hard nipple. I teased it gently with my tongue, while my hands worked at the back clasp. When I pulled off the rest of her bra and her breasts spilled free, I nearly swallowed my own tongue.

“God help me,” I groaned, tossing the bra away, “your tits are fucking amazing.” She laughed as I kissed and sucked playfully at her nipples. Once again, I’ve spent years staring at and dreaming about Annie, but nothing could compare to the reality of having my face in her chest and my hands wrapped around her waist.

I nudged my leg in between hers, letting her follow my lead and spread them more for me. I brushed my hand over the hem of her panties, and down the front lace. I could feel her wet through the fabric, and it sent electricity throughout every inch of my body. There was never another time I’d ever been so hard in my life.

She laid back onto the rug as I descended downward, kissing along my path. I settled myself in between her legs and began to then pull her panties off. As I uncovered her, I prayed my rapid heart rate would slow down before I had a heart attack. When she was bare before me, I brushed my thumb through her folds and up toward her center. She flinched as I began to rub slow circles around her. I watched her carefully, her breathing ragged as her hands combed through her hair. Before I could dive in head first, she caught me, stopping me.

My eyebrow raised and I pulled back. “Is something wrong?”

“No, you just… don’t have to.”

“Do you not want me to?”

She remained still for a moment as my eyes burned into her. I normally have a good read on Annie, but we’d never been this close before. This was something new, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.

Her nervous laugh broke the tension. “I mean, yes, I do. I just don’t know if I’ll… enjoy it.” Her voice trailed off into a whisper by the end, I almost wasn’t sure I’d caught it.

I sighed, stroking my hand over her thigh in a gentle circle. “Annie you have… done this before, right?”

Her hands flew onto her face, covering her eyes. “I have, I have!” She laughed a little as I breathed out a sigh of relief. Without moving her hands from her face, she continued, “I’ve just never, uhm, finished… with a guy before.”

I blinked at her, absorbing what she said. I may have sat motionless for too long because she removed her hands off her eyes and sat up.

“Is that a problem?”

I shook my head, trying to brush off the anger rising from my stomach into my throat. “No, of course not.” I glance up to catch her eye. “But what the hell kind of losers have you been with?”

The tension lifted from her as she laughed and laid back onto the rug again. “Selfish ones.”

“No kidding,” I grumbled, then lifted her knees over my shoulders, inching my face closer towards her core. “Just know… I’ll stay down here all fucking night if I have to.”

Before she could argue, because I knew she would, I dragged my tongue up through her folds, relishing every last drop of her. When I reached the top of her sex, I wrapped my lips around it and sucked. The sound that followed was something I’d only ever heard before in my wildest dreams. This time it was real, as much as I couldn’t believe it. You couldn’t have convinced me a few weeks ago that I would finally have the love of my life below me, on the floor, quivering and moaning with pleasure.

Her breathing and her noises grew more desperate as I worked my tongue around her. I slinked one hand up to grab her chest, and she rested her own hand on top of it, interlocking our fingers. With my other hand, I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I flicked my tongue inside her.

When her legs began shaking I knew she was inching closer to release. I pushed my tongue inside her at a rapid pace, and pinched her nipple. Her back arched, and I took the opportunity to replace my tongue with my fingers, pushing two of them into her wetness. My tongue lapped at her clit while my fingers curled inside her, and she exploded beneath me.

I keep going, riding out her orgasm with the rhythm of my fingers. Before she can settle, I suck on her clit hard, pulling it in between my teeth. She yelped, rocking her hips against my face. My fingers massaged inside her, coaxing her to come again.

“Wyatt, Wyatt, stop!” She yelled, closing her legs around my head, and I perked back up.

“You want me to stop?”

She gasped, leaning back down again, “I… I want you inside me, now.”

When I said earlier that I wanted my heart to slow down, I didn’t mean for it to stop completely. I lick up what was left of her juices around her inner thighs before laying myself down next to her on the floor. Taking her chin in between my thumb and forefinger, I pull her into a kiss, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

“Is that what you want?” I murmur into the kiss, “for me to fuck you?” She pulled her bottom lip in with her teeth and nodded.

I sigh, “I don’t uh, have any condoms.”

She smiled, pecking my lips again. “I’m on the pill, don’t worry about it.”

This woman is going to kill me.

I shuffle myself beside her, resting my head in the crook of her neck. As I feather soft kisses across her shoulders, her hand slides into my underwear, taking ahold of my hardness. She pushed at my waistband, and I help slide them down my legs, freeing my erection. “I love you,” I whisper as she began to stroke me.

“I love you, too,” she half-moaned, nudging her ass against me, and guiding my cock in between her legs. I lifted up her leg for better access to rub myself in between her soaking folds.

“I’m not going slow with you,” I groan.

She laughed, “you’ve been going slow for 2 years, I’m tired of it.”

That was all the affirmation I needed. With that, I thrust myself inside her in one fluid motion. She gasped and cried out when I sank into her, her tight walls enveloping my dick.

“It feels so good inside you,” I mumble through kisses up to her ear before nibbling on it. She responded only in strained moans as I pulled back my hips and slammed them back into her again.

I turned us sideways, lifting her leg all the way up to give myself the perfect angle to hammer into her pussy over and over again. Her moans grew so loud I was a little worried anyone walking into the hallway would hear everything.

My other hand wrapped around her boob, tweaking her nipple in between my fingers. I kissed, sucked, and bit at her neck as my thrusts became less and less controlled. She was so wet and warm, and I was so in love with her I was barely able to keep it together anymore. Two and half years in the making, and she was finally mine. After this, there was no going back. I’m hers forever, alone, I could never be with anyone else.

“Don’t—don’t stop!” She cried out. As if there was ever any chance in hell of me stopping. I fucked into her harder and faster, and her breasts were bouncing with the rhythm of my motions. I pulled at her nipple, eliciting more erratic squeals and moans from her.

“Come on my cock for me,” I grunted, pinching her nipple.

As if on cue, she threw her head back and I sucked on the spot in between her neck and shoulder. “Oh, god, Wyatt!” She moaned, and her pussy contracted around me, which was enough to finally send me up into space. I pushed myself deep inside her, and came harder than I have in my entire life. The feeling of her, her sounds, her sweet affirmations of love were enough to keep me satisfied forever.

Nothing, absolutely nothing I ever dreamed of was as good as this. There was nobody in the universe like her. No one who could ever make me feel the way that she does.

Coming down from my high, I lowered her leg, and let myself slip out of her. I rolled onto my back while she nestled herself underneath my arm, laying her head on my chest.

“You’re incredible, Annie,” I gasped, trying to regain my vision through blurry, flashing spots of color.

She giggled, “so, more than okay?”

I leaned over to kiss her forehead. “I hope you’re still okay, because in a few minutes, I’m gonna get off this floor, and drag you to the bed.”

“Let me have a little nap first, you barged into my house at midnight.” She yawned, and I laughed, hugging her tighter, rubbing circles into her back.

I’ll be damned if I don’t marry this woman one day.

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And that’s officially the story of why Annie had a pregnancy scare HAHAHA