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Really great story keep up the good work. Could you do one where all the Bella's and Brett go out then he keeps getting hit on. Or maybe one where Chloe accidentally spills something on Brett so he takes his shirt off and all the Bella's looking at his rock hard body hungrily. Keep going
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could you do more sexy times with Brett and Chloe.
A/N: You guys are all such pervs ahaha, my favourite kind of people. Pretty much PURE SMUT, so cover your eyes children.
The Bellas have taken out the ICCAs and I couldn't be more proud of them, surprisingly Aubrey and I work together really well, once she gives up her control. They absolutely killed the set we put together and with Chloe's choreography it all pulled together really well. As expected all the girls are really fucking tired, so we decided to just have a victory party in mine and Chloe's hotel room, instead of hitting the town.
It doesn't take long till the music is blaring and the girls are well on their way to drunkville, even Aubrey is letting her hair down and having fun. It's good to see them have fun after all the hard work they put in this year. I sit on the couch, drink in hand and talking to Aubrey about possibly taking over as unofficial captain when Chloe comes to sit on my lap, the alcohol radiating from her breath smells fruity, so I know she's been in Amy's jungle juice, which means she is absolutely pissed, which also means she's more affectionate than usual.
Don't get me wrong, I love Chloe when she's having fun, but drunk Chloe plus affection equals a horny Chloe and sometimes that's not so fun when we don't have enough privacy. Now I'm all for exhibitionism, however, drunk horny Chloe will not be able to keep quiet enough to do anything about it. She wraps her arms around my neck, causing her drink to spill down my back. I sigh and put her on the couch next to me before standing up and pulling my long sleeve shirt off and hanging it over the back of the couch to dry. It doesn't even occur to me that I am in a hotel room with about 7 straight/bi drunken women, until I hear Chloe's giggle.
"Brett Mitchell, you can't fuck me here in front of our friends." She gasps playfully, before I feel Stacie pressing against my side.
"I love Aubrey but damn DJ." She breathes in my ear and I roll my eyes and push her back.
Aubrey laughs and pulls Stacie into her lap. "Down girl." She says before whispering something in her ear that seems to settle her.
I look around at the girls and notice that even Amy is blatantly staring at me. All the attention seems to sober Chloe some, because in the next second I'm laying on her on the couch, my lips being captured by hers fiercely. When she pulls back enough for me to breathe, the air is stolen as she whispers in my ear.
"We are going into the next room so I can remind you and them who exactly you belong to." I swallow hard and nod quickly as I get to my feet. Once Chloe's up she grabs my hand and drags me into the bedroom of our suite. I hear the hoots and whistles from the Bellas as Chloe pushes me roughly onto the bed.
I move to sit up but I'm pushed down by her hand on my chest and I groan, half in frustration and half just because Chloe taking control is so fucking hot.
"Babe, my rod." I manage to moan out as Chloe attacks my neck with her lips and teeth. I feel her shake her head.
"Not tonight. Tonight, I want to give you an orgasm you'll never forget. I'm going to make you come so hard you won't be able to talk tomorrow. I want to taste you." She all but growls and I feel my insides clench. Chloe has seen me completely naked but she's never actually touched me, but right now, the way she's looking at me, the desire I see in her eyes, it makes the possibility sound so hot. So, I let out a small squeak as she nips my neck again.
"Will you let me?" She asks cautiously and if I wasn't so damn turned on, I would be amazed that she can go from sex goddess in one moment to adorably shy and unsure in the next.
"Yes, God yes." I husk out and gulp as I hear her chuckle against my neck.
"My name's Chloe but close enough." And...the sex goddess is back.
"Fuck. Me." I breathe as I feel a wetness running along the shell of my ear before I feel teeth pull at my earlobe.
"With pleasure." Her voice is low and sultry and it makes me shiver. I reach for the buttons on her blouse but I'm stopped by her hands around my wrists.
"Ah ah ah, no touching Mr. Mitchell." She smirks and pushes my arms above my head. She holds both my wrists in one hand as she reaches to her jeans. I follow her hand with my eyes and see her untying her Bella's scarf. I swallow hard and my eyes widen. She's not seriously going to do what I think she is right?
I mean, Chloe and I can be very...adventurous in the bedroom on occasion but mostly just different positions and the occasional ass slap, nothing too crazy though. Nothing, this, crazy. It is crazy right? I've never not had my hands on her during sex. I don't think I'd even be able to survive if I couldn't touch her. I guess we'll find out because she's tying my wrists together before tying them to the headboard. Honestly, I'm amazed that she can knot as well as she is, considering how drunk she was a few moments prior to being pulled into the bedroom. I tug on my wrists once her hands move away and I have enough slack to reach my head but that's it.
"Is it too tight?" I look up at her and watch her as she bites her lip, as if suddenly unsure of how I'm feeling about this.
"No, it's fine." I breathe as I lift my hips up into hers, almost whining in need. I see her smirk back in place before she starts trailing wet, open mouthed kisses along my chest. I pull once again against my restraints. God, I want to touch her, to grab a fistful of that gorgeous titan mane and tug enough to get a reaction, but before I can even contemplate the change, she has moved off me and out the bedroom door, leaving me restrained, unsure of what she's doing. I don't have to wait long though, and she comes stalking back into the room, with her hands behind her back. She kicks the door closed and continues stalking forward. The look in her eyes resembling that of a lioness stalking a weak little gazelle. She straddles my waist again, her hands still behind her back, a smug yet sexy grin on her face.
"Do you trust me?" She asks with a raised eyebrow and I don't even hesitate to nod vigorously.
"I need to hear you say it Brett." She says sternly and I swallow hard before eventually finding my voice.
"With my life." I whisper tenderly, only Chloe, it seems, has no time for tender. She pulls another scarf from behind her back.
"Stacie says we owe her big time." She smiles brightly. I'm glad that smile is the last thing I see before she ties the scarf around my head and over my eyes. For a few seconds the only thing I feel is Chloe's weight on my waist then I feel her hands cupping my cheeks before sliding down over my shoulders and resting on my chest.
"Please." I breathe needily and I hear her grunt of amusement before feeling her fingers curl, her nails digging into my chest. It hurts, but it's a delicious pain that radiates straight to my lower region. She drags her nails down my chest and over my abs before slipping her thumbs into the top of my jeans.
"Please what?" I can hear the smirk in her voice and I bite my lip, taking a shaky breath before telling her my desires.
"Please fuck me with your tongue." It doesn't even feel weird saying that, because I know I can trust Chloe and I feel comfortable around her. Well, that and I'm too fucking turned on to care what comes out of my mouth.
I hear her satisfied hum followed by an almost growl. "All in good time my Prince. I want to enjoy this first. God, you look so fucking hot tied up and practically begging for me."
My breath hitches at the sound of the curse as it exits her mouth. Chloe doesn't swear often, but when she does it's a huge turn on for me, even if it's because she's angry.
"How badly do you want me to fuck you?" I whine in response and lift my hips again, only to be met with a roll of Chloe's hips. The friction allows a moan to escape my lips.
"How bad?" She asks again, with another, slower roll.
"So fucking bad. P-P-Please baby. I need you. I need to – oh – feel you." I hear her chuckle, low in timbre and I feel my insides clench again. God, this woman will be the death of me one day, but oh what a way to go. Death brought on by this beauty would have any man lining up to lose their life.
I feel her gaze on me and I can't help but squirm in anticipation for what she'll do next. Being blindfolded makes me feel like all my other senses have been heightened. I can hear the dull roar of the girls in the next room. I can smell the cinnamon and vanilla body wash Chloe uses, sweetened by the strawberry shampoo she loves so much. There's also another smell in the air, something musky. Oh God, that must be me. Is it me? Do I smell that bad when I get this turned on? Does Chloe smell it? Is it bad?
"God, I'm so wet just sitting here and looking at you. I haven't even gotten to the good bit yet." I hear Chloe's voice above me. Oh, OH! It's her. Or is it both of us? Either way, I know exactly how Chloe tastes and it's way better than how it smells.
"I need you to open your mouth for me." I feel her move off me and I can hear her move to the foot of the bed. I hear material hit the floor and I swallow hard. I know what she wants me to do. I obediently open my mouth and wait.
I feel her straddle me again and slowly move up my body, rubbing herself against any surface she can. I feel her thighs resting either side of my face and I reach up to lick through her folds, my nose bumping her clit. I take a deep breath and I realise that the smell is definitely not her. I mean, obviously I'd be able to tell...you know cuz my nose is kind of in her cunt right now. So, it must be me. Oh God.
"Oh God!" She moans. She said she wants to taste me. If it smells that bad, why would she want to taste that?
I shake off my thoughts and concentrate on Chloe riding my face as if she were a cowboy and I a bucking bull. Her pace is frantic and I try to keep up as best I can without the use of sight or my hands to guide her. All too suddenly I feel her release coat my lips and tongue and I lap at her gratefully until she gently tugs my hair and climbs back down my body. I feel her cheek resting on top of my still jean clad thigh.
"You're amazing." She breathes and I feel myself smile almost smugly.
"But, you've yet to see what I can do with my mouth." I let out a whimper of a moan. I am so worried that she will take one lick and then decide that she doesn't want me anymore.
I feel her hands working the button and zipper of my jeans before they're being yanked down my legs, quickly followed by my boxers, my packer taken with them. I feel Chloe so close, yet so far. Hesitating. I give her a small shaky nod. At first I'm not sure she sees it but then I feel it.
"Oh Christ!" I feel her mouth on me. Her tongue lapping and it feels fucking phenomenal. The contact is lost for a second and I get worried. She's going to stop. She hates it.
"You taste amazing. God, you're so wet. Is it all for me?" I hear her voice, it sounds like a cross between sweet Disney princess and a leather clad vixen.
I let out a moan as her mouth resumes previous activity. "All for you baby. I'm all yours." I gasp as I try to control my climax. I do not want to come so soon when her mouth feels so fucking good. I can't help myself. I need more. I need...
"I need you inside me Chloe. Please." I whisper needily. I feel her lift her head again and take pause. Did I go too far?
"Are you sure?" She asks and it makes me smile, she still wants to make sure I'm okay. That I'm comfortable.
I nod. "Yeah. Please baby."
I feel Chloe slip a finger into me and pump very slowly, the tip of her finger curling on the way out. Hitting a spot in me that instantly has me begging for more. I feel her add a second finger and continue the process, moving her mouth back to my little bundle of nerves. Her fingers quicken their pace and I can feel myself unravelling right underneath her. I finally let my release consume me and drag me into a place that can only be described as euphoric. Chloe helps ease me down before I feel her hands at the back of my head, removing the blindfold.
I blink at the light in the room and watch her reach up to untie my hands. She brings them back down between us and rubs them gently.
"How do you feel?" I watch her bite her lip and look down at our hands.
"Amazing." I sigh. "Chloe I love what just happened. Maybe not every single time we have sex but it was a good experience. I'm not upset that you wanted to try it. I was just worried you wouldn't like it."
"Brett, honey, I've slept with people with vaginas before."
"No it's not that. When I was blindfolded I smelt this really musky kind of smell."
Chloe cuts me off with a laugh. "Oh baby, that wasn't you. The jungle juice bowl got tipped over."
"Oh, I guess I should've realised it was that. I did smell it on your breath earlier."
"I meant it baby. You taste amazing."
"Really?"
She smirks at me and pulls me into a kiss by the back of my neck. "Aca-Awesome."