featuring Cench only

trigger warning: smoking,  smutty (oral, female receiving) 

Y/N stared off into the Baltimore Harbor skyline. The chilly spring air sent a cool breeze down her clothed spine. A knock on her hotel door made her turn around. Ignoring the knock, she pulled a drag from her joint. 

"Hi." Oakley's voice sent static to her ears.

"Hey," Y/N spoke with red eyes. 

"Thanks for waiting for me." He said leaning against the balcony taking in the scenery. 

Y/N shrugged taking another pull, "Sure."

Oakley took the joint from her hands and smashed the burning orange end on the railing. He tugged on her arm facing her body towards his. 

"You got something you want to say to me?" Oakley tilted her chin up. 

With hazy eyes, she smiled, "You left me here for a whole day. I could've gone to New York with you." 

"I'm sorry darling." 

Y/N eyed the smashed blunt feeling her emotions stir. Oakley pulled her into the hotel room and closed the glass doors behind them.

"You should stop smoking weed." His hands rubbed circles down her back as he stared at her.

She smiled, "There you go trying to control me again." 

He kissed her lips lightly stroking her kinky hair, "Am I? I think you like it."

Y/N moved her head to the side feeling her body warm at his touch, "You try to control me but it's only to hide me from the spotlight."

"Why's that?" 

His question made her see red. Instead of asking more questions, he pushed her gently back on the hotel bed. Her back hit the soft white sheets, "You know why."

"Why don't you tell me so I can understand it better." Oakley eased his body over hers kissing her delicate neck.

Almost like an instinct her legs wrapped around his torso, "The world has seen your other girlfriends, so to speak."

"No one compares to you." 

"So then show me."

He smirked kissing her hard. She moaned at his warm hands when they lifted her shirt over her head. Y/N let her body relax as he pulled her leggings down. His tongue slivered down her bare body. 

Red spots were left behind. She sighed knowing they'd bruise in the morning. Her racing thoughts were cut short when his fingers ran over her wet clit. 

"Pay attention, darling." He smiled watching her squirm beneath his touch.

"Fuck." Her voice was low when his mouth finally touched her wet heat.

He pushed her legs open wanting more of her. Her body shook in pleasure as he continued. That was all he needed...her...just like this...open for him. And at that vulnerable moment, he knew she was his.

Author's Note:

Any Baltimore baddies reading thissssss???

Ignore mistakes

this was short cuz I haven't updated in forever, I've been sad and away y'all I'm sorry