Tag: make up smut

Can we get some Nick x Reader reconciliation smut please?

“God. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you,” you panted into Nick’s neck. Your hands clutched his shirt as he pressed his body flush to yours.

Nick’s hands brushed up your sides, pushing your Tshirt up and then over your head. “Such. Beautiful. Skin. So. Soft.” He said with reverence between peppering kisses along your collarbone. Warm hands splayed along your lower back pulling you closer to him.

“Too many clothes,” you complained pulling at Nick’s shirt. He pulled away long enough to rid himself of his shirt and you shed your bra. “Pants off,” you commanded. Hastily you stepped out of your cut-offs.

Nick fumbled with his button, then pushed his jeans and boxer briefs off in one swoop. His erection sprung free. You eyes greedily scanned your husband’s body. “I need you mi amor. Need to be inside you.” Nick’s eyes slid over your body with hooded eyes, his voice husky.

“Not as much as I need you.” You and Nick tumbled onto the bed. Nick crushed his lips to yours, parting your lips with his tongue. Nick’s thumb skimmed over a nipple while the other reached between the two of you. “Ahh.” You dug your nails into his back.

Nick took a sharp intake of breath when your hand took his length in your hand. “Easy, Y/N.” He ran a hand down the outside of your thigh, hiking it up.

“Please. Nick. I want you,” you pleaded. Nick’s fingers slid through your wet folds. “Oh. Oh, God. Please, Nick. Just fuck me,” you said breathlessly.

He lined up with your entrance and slowly slid into your wet core. “Jesus, oh God.” Nick stilled, relishing the feel of you wrapped around him.

“Nick, oh…” You dug your heels into his lower back encouraging him to move. Soon your hips were snapping up to meet his. It felt so damn good and you let him know just that.

Nick buried his face in your neck, mumbling in Spanish. You nipped his earlobe and neck, spurring him on. “I’m not going to – oh fuck baby.”

As you wrapped your arms around Nick, you felt that familiar pull low in your belly. The orgasm ripped through your body. “Nick- I’m, oh my God!”

Nick growled, and a couple thrusts later he found his release. He collapsed on your chest. Kissing your face, then finding your lips. “Y/N. That was…mmmm…” He rolled off you, then pulled you to his chest. “I love you so much.”

Throwing a leg over his middle you rested your head on his chest. “Amazing.” You placed kisses to Nick’s chest. “I love you too Nicky.”

Nick’s fingers ran over your thigh, up your side, and brushed up your arm. “So, uh, you up for…” He flexed his hips making his arousal known.

You sat up and without saying a word straddled Nick’s hips. “I think I could be persuaded,” you winked.

Can we some Fine Go makeup smut? This was such a good series.

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I loved Fine Go. Can you tell us about the makeup sex?

//Thank you so much! I really enjoy writing for Mike.//

It had been a week since you and the kids moved back home. While you and Mike had fooled around, you hadn’t actually had sex. The timing was always off. Isaac had a bed dream, Cora had an ear infection, your mom called, you name it, it happened.

“They’re both asleep”, Mike said to you as you folded laundry. It had been a long night of puking kids, and no sleep. All you wanted was a shower and a nap. Mike came up behind you, sliding his arms around your waist. ‘‘How about”, he kissed your neck, “we take a shower.”

Whipping around you grabbed his arm, “God yes.” MIke laughed as you pulled him to the bathroom. There was a frenzy of you pulling off Mike’s clothes, him yanking your T-shirt over your head.

Mike turned the shower on and the two of you jumped in, the cold water hit your skin like ice. “Ahhh, my gosh that’s cold!”, Mike exclaimed. The two of you laughed. Mike’s gaze turned smoldering before the water turned warm.

He pushed you against the back wall of the shower, lips crashing into yours.  “I. Have. Missed. You. So. Much.” He said between kisses to your neck, jaw and lips. One of his large hands pinned both of yours over your head while the other cupped your breast.

“Mike. Please”, you begged. 

Slipping his hand down your body, he slid his fingers through your folds and you gasped. It had been so long since he had touched you and you craved more. Breaking your hands free from Mike’s grasp and clutched his back.

Mike’s hands gripped you thighs and picked you up. Instinctively you wrapped your legs around his waist. You dipped your head to kiss him but he pulled back. You gave him questioning look. “Are you sure this is how you want, I mean I thought..”

“Oh shut up Mike and fuck me.” He flashed his dazzling smile and this time when you tried to kiss him, he returned your kiss with gusto. 

His hands squeezed your thighs and he lined up with your entrance. He slowly slid into you , both of you letting out a low moan.  “Oh God” he said between clenched teeth. After pausing, he started plunging into you. He helped you move up and down on his cock.

The two of you continued to kiss each others lips, necks, whatever body part your lips could make contact with as Mike thrust into you over and over.. This is what you. The lust. The passion. The wanting. “Mike. God-I’m” you said breathlessly.

“Babydoll. I’m not going to last long”, his fingers dug into the skin of your thighs. His thrusts became stuttered. “Sh-I..”

“Michael! Michael!” Your screams echoed off the walls of the shower. You exploded around Mike. He was right behind you. One last thrust, with a growl Mike emptied himself into you.

He gently pulled out and sat you on your feet. Trying to catch your breath you laid your head on his chest. He kissed the top of your head  and hugged you close, “ I love you so much.
“I love you too, Michael.” Your hands stayed wrapped around his waist. “We really need a shower now”, you remarked.