+ i’m in a big mood for peter stone smut 😂
//thought we’d go with honeymoon smut. also, this has been in my ask box for a while. Sorry!//
Paris. You were in Paris. And with your husband. That still sounded weird to say. Peter had surprised you with a European trip. It had always been your dream, and he made it come true. You and Peter hadn’t even left the hotel room since you arrived yesterday afternoon. Not that you were complaining. There was something to say about married sex. It brought a smile to your face.
It was a beautiful morning in Paris. Looking back into the room, Peter was still fast asleep. No doubt wore out from the flight and last night of course. Sitting on the balcony with your coffee, your thoughts went to yesterday and last night…
Even though both of you were jet-lagged, there was no way you weren’t going to make love. Peter had been whispering in your ear about all the things he wanted to do to you once you were in your suite.
“Darling? What are you doing in there?” Peter called from the living area of the suite.
“Just freshening up a little”, you answered back. Smiling at your reflection, you smoothed down the silk that clung to your body. Giving your hair a quick fluff you made your way out to the living area
.“How about some room service, then we-”, Peter stopped talking when he looked up to see you, “sight..see…” He dropped the room service menu.
“Mr. Stone. I have a better idea.” Sauntering over to your husband, you saw his Adam’s apple bob in his throat, swallowing hard. You loved the reaction you could still elicit from him.
“That is some gown, kitten”, Peter said as he skimmed his hands up your side to the small of your back. He pulled you flush with him and your breath caught. “So beautiful. And all mine.” Peter brushed your lips with yours, slowly trailing them down your neck,
Turning your head slightly you gave Peter better access to your neck, “Mmmmm…” Your hands slid under his T-shirt. His taut back flexing under your touch.
"I love you in silk. So smooth, just like your skin.“ Peter dropped to his knees, burying his face into your middle. “Mmm…you smell delightful.”
His words caused your breath to catch. Your hands twisted in his hair. “Hmmm…”
“Strip for Mr. Stone. Let me see your bodacious body.” His voice low, sensual.
You pushed the thin straps of the silky gown off your shoulders and allowed it to pool at your feet.
Peter slid his hands up your legs. “ My God you are gorgeous.” He dragged your thong panties down your legs. His fingers found your soaking core. “Why Mrs. Stone, a little excited?”
“Ahhh…what do you, you expect, Mr. Stone? T-those things you were whispering on the plane….God yes…”
Peter stood and sucked his fingers, “you taste divine.” He picked you up and sat you on one of the low dressers, then spread your bent knees. The smile he gave you was, wow.
You let a moan escape when he flicked his tongue over your clit. His hands went to the insides of your thighs, keeping your legs open wide. “Oh my God Peter!” He smacked your thigh. “S-sorry, I mean Mr. Stone.”
Peter plunged two fingers into your opening. His fingers were thrusting in and out while his tongue flicked and sucked your clit. Peter glanced up at you through his lashes. Your eyes locked. “Oh fuc-, Mr. Stone”, your body exploded and you felt yourself clinch around Peter’s fingers.
Peter stood and wiped his mouth then smirked. “Mmm…kitten. Delicious, as always.” He helped you down from the dresser. His thumb ran across your lower lip. You grabbed his hand and put his two fingers that were inside you, in your mouth and sucked. His eyes darkened.
“Not bad”, you pulled at the waistband of his pants, “but I know something that tastes much, much better.” Your fingers ran under the waistband of his boxer briefs. Holding his gaze, your nimble fingers unbuttoned his pants and pushed both off of his legs. He reached for the hem and pulled his T-shirt over his head.
Peter took his length in his hand. You raised an eyebrow, then licked your lips.”Impressive Mr. Stone.” You dropped to your knees and batted away his hand. “Mine.” You wrapped your hand around him. Pre-cum glistened on the head of his penis. Swiping your tongue over the tip and licked it clean. A smile crossed your lips. Taking him in your mouth you deep throated him.
Peter hissed through his teeth. “God baby. Y/N, those pretty, pink lips look so good wrapped around my cock.” He placed his hand on the back of your head, gently pushing your head forward. You pumped your hand up and down his cock as it hit the back of your throat. “Oh, fu-you I…”
Grasping the back of his thighs you pulled him faster and harder to you. His hips moved, thrusting into your mouth. As you pumped and sucked faster, his hips bucked more erratically.
Peter came hard and loud. “Yes, yes, yessss….fuck Y/N.” He looked down at you as you swallowed and licked his head clean. Taking your hands he pulled you up and kissed you. “You. Are. Amazing. I am one lucky man, Mrs. Stone.”
“You most certainly are, Mr. Stone.” Gently you pushed Peter on the bed. You turned and sat and sat on his lap. Wiggling a little, you could feel his erection grow under you.
“Again?” Not saying a word, you placed your hands on Peter’s thighs, then slowly sank back onto his hard cock. You sighed and Peter moaned. He pulled you back to his chest and started kissing your neck as he slowly thrust into you…
Good morning, Mrs. Stone” Peter said in greeting. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and kissed your neck. Your head covered his.
“And to you Mr. Stone” your face lit up. “Did I tell you how much I love being married to you?”
“I think you mentioned it a time or two. Still nice to hear it though. “So. What do you want to do today?” Peter nuzzled your neck. “I have some ideas.”
“Peter”, you said laughing. “As much as I enjoy making love to you-”
“Okay. Okay. I get it. Eiffel Tower it is. But tonight…”
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