Sonny stumbles out your bedroom, hair messy and rubbing his eyes, still trying to force himself to wake up from a thankfully restful night of sleep. Sonny’s slept more sound than ever now that he’s able to fall asleep with you in his arms.
He stops in his tracks when he sees you wearing nothing but one of his white dress shirts and shrugging your shoulders as you dump an entire bag of chocolate chips into a bowl of pancake batter.
“Good morning doll” he sighs contently, walking up to where you’re standing and wrapping his arms around you, pressing light kisses into the crook of your neck.
“Morning handsome” you reply, turning slightly to feed Sonny a bit of chocolate. He grabs your wrist as you move to return to mixing the batter, slowly sucking the melted chocolate off your fingertips.
“Think I know of something that tastes even sweeter” he smiles as your eyes widen, lifting you onto the counter, your exposed center pressing up against his still clothed body. Sonny grabs your waist, kissing you deeply before laying you across the cool marble, sucking bruises into your skin on his way down.
Sonny only enters you once you’ve cum from his tongue alone, smiling and licking his lips as he watches you cover your mouth to keep from screaming, chanting “please” and his name over and over again until your voice is hoarse.
“Anything for you, love.”
The expression on Sonny’s face almost has you cumming again-the way he bites his lip, eyebrows furrowed, and his usually bright blue eyes clouded with lust as he watches you eagerly cup your breast. Sonny swats your hand away, moving it to grip onto his shoulder as he pinches your nipple between his fingers, leaning down to swirl his tongue against yours.
The two of you cum hard and fast, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave and Sonny is holding onto you tightly, a constant stream of groans and praise tumbling past his swollen lips. “That’s it, cum for me. Feels so good. Want me to fill you up, hm? Look what you do to me baby.”
Panting, Sonny helps you jump off the counter after you’ve both caught your breath. There’s a loopy smile on your face and Sonny’s stomach grumbles hungrily next to you.
“Guess we should make those pancakes huh?”
*crying hysterically into a bowl of pancake batter* 😍🔥🔥🔥🙌🏻
If I died tonight and this is the last thing I read, I’d be ok with that.
SVU addict 