A night in New York
A/N: Sendrick one-shot that came out of a back and forth What's app chat with my dear "50 shades of pitch perfect". Brittany's Pov is what she came up with, Anna's Pov is mine. Idea is based on Brittany's Instagram picture from Bushwick movie. As always I don't own anything. Please R&R!
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Anna's POV:
You come home, tired and exhausted and smelling like fire and gunshots. To be honest, it turns me on, you crawl on top of me in the darkness of our bedroom. Your hands are still covered with fake blood roaming over my pale skin…
Brittany's POV:
I can't help that I'm a bit dirty and smell like fire and gunshots, but I know it turns you on. I'm tired, but I want you. I crawl on top of you, touching you. I want you so badly. I missed you while I was working. I see you are waking to my touch. I hear you hum and whisper my name before I pull into a kiss…
Anna's POV:
My eyes are still closed, heavy with sleep. But your touches create a wake up motion in me. The part you touch with love and desire is slowly getting hot, like the fire you brought home. I want more, I want you to touch every piece of me making me yours more and more. I longed for you the whole day. I try to bring my arms up to touch you, but like always you won't allow…
Brittany's POV:
I know you want to touch me, but I won't allow it right now. So I grab your hands and pin them above your head while I kiss every inch of you…
Anna's POV:
I'm trapped once again under your mercy. Kiss after kiss travels down my neck. I don't know how you managed to do it, but the top I'm sleeping in is gone in seconds. Like my panties. Exposed and helpless mixed again with arousal and need deep within me. Only you are able to make me feel this…
Brittany's POV:
I feel your heat rising as my lips start to burn with each kiss on your flesh. Desire fills me too. I want to take you higher than I've ever done before. I want my love to burn an impression on your body like a tattoo…
Anna's POV:
Control has left me long ago, moans escape me, my back arches. Your kisses are travelling down to my breasts now. Something feels different but I can't figure it out… My senses are lost in your lips on my nipples, biting, sucking till I don't know what I feel anymore. I'm tugging at my wrists in your iron grip, it hurts a bit… but you keep them there…
Brittany's POV:
I feel you getting frustrated… in a good way. You are under my complete control. It will make the desire for pleasing you greater, I'm travelling further to where you need me…
Anna's POV:
Slowly I feel you getting lower to my stomach. Your kisses now so soft, feather light. Your grip loosens a bit but keep me up. I sense what you're up to, somewhere in the back of my lust-clouded mind. I can't really tell where your lips are ghosting now, it feels like my belly button. Your voice is hot against my skin, almost burning it now, whispering in the dark "I love you so fuckin much Anna!" Suddenly your lips leave my skin and I want to protest…
Brittany's POV:
I know you're getting mad because of my teasing. Ghosting my lips ever so softly over your stomach and then…
Nothing…
I hear your grunts of frustration. I can't help but giggle. Little do you know my plan of attack. I leave the bed as I know you're watching me. When I re-enter the room, I'm smirking and you're glaring at me. I climb back above you and kiss you tenderly as I reach my hand below to caress your folds. You're so wet for me. I turn on the vibrating egg in my hand and press it to your clit. I feel you arch and shutter and my name being moaned from your lips….
Anna's POV:
The sensation hits me and I almost scream out. Your voice fills my ears as you bite my earlobe telling me how wet I am. Again your free hand closes around my wrists. But this time there's something soft around them and I realize you tied me to the bedpost with a scarf. "You're mine Anna!" fills my ears and my being…
Brittany's POV:
A surge of arousal runs through my body seeing you tied to the bed, writhing at my administrations… at my mercy. I hear you say "I'm yours Britt!" I lose all at my sense of humanity… I turn animalistic with lust and desire to fuck and suck every inch of you…
Anna's POV:
I'm screwed…one look into your baby blues tells me that this is not going to be some love making…no, your dilated pupils and the firm grip on my thighs that is spreading my legs apart tells me otherwise. A heat caused from adrenaline, a hint of fear and deep lust makes my stomach churn. I hear a little animalistic growl from you as I feel a finger gracing my entrance…
Brittany's POV:
My finger touches your wet heat and sends me into overdrive. I thrust two fingers inside you with a sharp fast pace. I start biting your thighs and bring my mouth to your clit sucking hard till you scream. I'm not even sure if its pleasure or pain or both that I hear…
Anna's POV:
I feel like being on the highest part of a rollercoaster ride… I see that it goes down… and it's these milliseconds where time is standing still, where your fingers hesitate. And then you thrust so abruptly into me, and the ride goes down…my mind is blank. I'm filled with you and all other feelings are pushed aside. You're forceful, fast. I can't adjust, but you widen me anyways… pain and lust creating a burning sensation that intensifies as you bite me…a sharp stitch, thrust after thrust…I don't know where up and down is, your fingers drill into me... to my very core…never have I felt you so deep inside me…you're everywhere…we are one…
Brittany's POV:
I can see the ride is bumpy. The faster I thrust and more I bite, the more disoriented you become. You're thrashing in the bed from my lust-driven force. I'm striving to make you come like you never had before. I need to make you feel my imprint…feel me…my soul…our souls united…
Anna's POV:
I know the material of the scarf is soft, but when I arch my back towards you it cuts harshly into my wrists. Something is dripping onto my forehead, I don't know if it's blood or sweat and I don't care. The pain in my wrists and the pain on my thighs and in my body only connects me more to you. You are in control of my feelings and sensations. I'm trembling and I feel an orgasm nearing, more intense than any other before. Small highs are announcing something big to hit me. All my senses are overstrained, my body is sore like I'm on a workout. I know I can't stand it any longer, but you never halter, never slow down. Is it still just fingers inside me or your whole arm?! I can't tell… What are you doing to me?! Do I deserved to be worshipped like this? In a way so primal, yet more love and affection isn't possible to give to one person. How you create this is a miracle to me. You take my body higher than ever. You're inside my soul…the love you thrust into me is bursting me…and I'm crashing to debris and fragments as the orgasm hits me finally…
Brittany's POV:
I see the final countdown to your earth shattering orgasm. I watch you trembling as it hits you. An explosion of the universe as we collide. I've melded my hand inside your core to weld us into eternal lust and love. Never to be broken apart. Infinite!
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