[ SMUT WARNING. don't want it? don't read it. ]

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BABY, I THINK I'D LET YOU DO ANYTHING TO ME RIGHT NOW.

SCOTT couldn't remember the last time he'd kissed someone, but it all felt so perfect and natural as he kissed Himari slowly. And maybe Himari could remember being kissed by some frat guy two weeks ago, but it was nothing compared to this. Every roll of Scott's tongue had her breathless against him as he backed her into the wall slowly.

Warm hands were on her hips, keeping her still, but very slowly, he began moving them up and underneath the fabric of her shirt. As soon as his hands found her uncovered breasts, Scott brushed his thumbs teasingly against her nipples. Wanting more, Himari let out a whine and tugged harshly on his hair, making him groan into her mouth, him loving the feeling.

"Fuck," he gasped as they pulled away for air, their lungs burning. But he was quick to begin kissing her neck all while pinching and squeezing every inch of her covered chest. "Fuck, you're so soft."

Himari was in heaven as far as she was concerned as her head fell back against the wall, giving him greater access as he began sucking a dark mark underneath her jaw. She let out a soft mix between a moan and a whine as her eyes fell shut, focused on his hands on her chest and his thick thigh between her parted legs, feeling the sheer warmth radiating off of him.

"Scott," she breathed out.

His eyes were screwed shut as he focused on the sound, nearly coming undone just from that alone. His name sounded so perfect coming from her swollen lips.

Before she knew it, he'd dropped to his knees in front of her, now at eye level with her shoulders. He hastily pushed the fabric of her crop top up, exposing her chest to the cold motel room air. Scott didn't even wait for her to fully pull her shirt off before he was on her, lips latching onto her left breast, tongue teasing a soft nipple before sucking on it.

Once he was satisfied with the slippery, hardened peak, he moved to the other, giving it the same treatment until her chest was covered red marks his spit as he bit and sucked every inch he could see.

And then he looked up at her, those sea-splashed eyes so wide and almost pleading as she ran her fingers lightly through his hair, looking down at him through hazy, lust-filled eyes.

"Let me keep going, Sweetheart," he practically begged. "Let me taste you."

"And here I was thinkin' I'd have to beg for somethin' like that," she said, cupping his cheek. She brushed her thumb over his pretty lips and nearly melted as he kissed the pad of her thumb. "Baby, I think I'd let you do anything to me right now."

A needy groan left his throat before he kissed in between her breasts. Then his tongue slid down along with his hands. He hooked his fingers around the band of her shorts, dragging them down along with her underwear in one go, helping her step out of them.

It gave him an eyeful of her pretty cunt, it so perfect and begging for him as he stared at it.

Himari moved to kick off her cowboy boots so that she'd be fully naked, but Scott stopped her and quickly threw her leg over his shoulder. She let out a yelp and grabbed his shoulders to steady herself before watching eagerly as Scott placed a soft kiss to the inside of her thigh.

His nose brushed her core, tickling her skin before he kissed her there. Then he truly dived in, seeking out her clit with his tongue. And when he found it, she couldn't help but cry out, nails digging into his shoulder.

Scott started slow with long, teasing licks that turned her into a panting mess. But they soon morphed into forceful and quick strokes before he completely latched onto it, sucking forcefully on the bundle of nerves that had her legs shaking. If it weren't for his shoulder supporting her, she'd have collapsed.

As he fervently lapped at her chit, his hand trailed up her thigh, fingers seeking out her drenched cunt. His fingertips toyed with her opening, just drawing light lines back and forth as she needily bucked her hips forward, seeking more. Because it was so, so perfect. She needed more.

Finally, he chanced sliding two long digits inside of her. For just a second, he ceased his assault on her clit to watch how her face contorted as he curled them inside of her, drunk on the way her mouth parted and her eyebrows drew in as she moaned lowly.

He slowly pumped them in an out of her at the same pace he was licking her clit, drawing it out as she writhed above him. All she could think to say was his name, repeating the sound like it was her favorite song on the radio to sing.

And then, he decided to add a third. As Himari felt him stretching him even more, she sucked in a harsh breath.

"'S too much. Too much, Scott," she choked out — though even she noticed how her hips shifted forward once more, her body welcoming the third finger despite the slight discomfort at first.

He placed a kiss to her thigh before speaking against it, darkened blue eyes on her face. "Sweetheart, if you can't take my fingers, you're gonna have a rough time with what's to come."

Himari's eyes practically rolled back in her head at his words before she found herself nodding along, whining as he fully slid his third digit inside of her.

Scott continued like that, working at her with his mouth and fingers curling inside of her until she was choking on his name. And neither particularly cared if anyone outside could hear as she cried out when she came forcefully on his fingers that he continued to slide in and out of her, working her through the overwhelming first orgasm of the night.

Himari's legs were shaking, and as Scott pulled away from her, she fell. But he was quick, swooping in and picking her up, her legs wrapped around his waist as she tiredly pressed her forehead to his.

She stared at his glistening mouth in awe before leaning down to kiss him heatedly, tongue seeking out his own as she cupped his cheeks. As they kissed, Scott walked her over to the bed, gentle with her as he lowered to his knees and sat her on the edge of the mattress.

But then he pulled away and cursed, his eyes screwed shut in frustration. "I - I don't have a condom," he said regretfully.

Himari's eyes were fixed on the prominent bulge in his jeans rather than his frustrated face as she replied. "There's one in my wallet. Dropped it by the door."

Relief washed over Scott as he found the very item they needed, tossing it onto the bed before kissing her again. This time, it was his turn to shed a few layers.

She was all too happy to untuck his dorky polo shirt and push it up over his head, it lost along with her clothes. Pulling away from the kiss, she eyed his softly-defined torso hungrily, letting out a whine because it was so unfair how handsome this man was.

Getting impatient, Himari moved quickly, standing and grabbing his shoulders to swap their places, pushing him so that he was now the one on the mattress.

"God," she moaned, kneeling between his parted legs as she reached for his belt. "I wanna ride you 'til I see stars."

Scott lifted his hips a bit as she yanked his jeans and boxer briefs down, only for her to pause a bit as his cock sprang free.

It if was unfair before, it was goddamn unbearably uncalled for how huge he was. He was thick and long, the angry pink tip leaking precum and just begging for her attention. Her jaw ached just looking at it, and suddenly, she understood why he insisted upon the third finger.

She was already seeing some of those stars.

Suddenly, she felt Scott's gentle hand cupping her cheek as he drew her gaze back to his face. "Are you sure?" he asked softly. "We can stop if you want. Head back to the bar."

"Scott," she said quickly, turning to kiss his palm. "That's the last thing I want. What I want is you up by the headboard so I have something to grab onto."

A grin split his face, and god, his dimples shined through so perfectly as he nodded.

She watched his every move hungrily as he moved up the bed before grabbing the condom. As she rolled it onto him, she kissed up his stomach and collarbone and neck and jaw until she reached his lips, taking a moment to kiss him slow and sweetly as he cupped the back of her head.

Then, after he lined himself up, she sank down onto him, both moaning in sync as she did so. He was filling her so completely and fully as she finally reached his base, and god, he'd never had anyone so tight, her practically swallowing his cock.

It took a moment, admittedly, for her to get used to his overwhelming size. But soon, she shifted her hips against his, and both were lost to the world.

With each bounce and roll of her hips, pure ecstasy flowed through Himari. Scott's hands were on her sides, helping her as he thrusted into her from below, him having so much power without even having to be on top — it made her wonder how about fifteen other positions would feel given his evident strength.

Himari couldn't think — could hardly breathe — as she rode him, her mind a fuzzy mess that could only comprehend every twitch and pulse of Scott's aching cock that was sliding smoothly in and out of her, hitting something so deep that no one ever had.

Then and there, Himari knew that Scott Miller was ruining sex for her, and she'd be annoyed about it some other time.

Because right now was all about how goddamn thankful she was that he'd bought her a drink. It was about how he'd leaned up to kiss her, tongue tracing her lips. How, when her movements grew too sloppy and weak because she couldn't focus, too close to her release, Scott smoothly flipped them over, taking control.

She'd been right, of course. When he was on top, his hips snapped against hers forcefully as the headboard smacked into the wall repeatedly and rhythmically. Her hands clawed at his back, neither caring that there'd be scratches to remember her by come morning.

"Scott," she moaned when he began kissing her neck. "Scott, I'm close."

"I know," he murmured, teeth scraping a mark he left behind. "Fuck, you're so good. So tight and perfect and all for me."

A whimper escaped that got caught in her throat when he wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her up off the bed a bit to get a better angle, hitting even deeper inside of her.

It wasn't long at all before she came — one, two, three more thrusts before she was clenching around him and hiding her face in his neck, biting down on his shoulder hard to muffle her cries. And as her cunt suffocated him, Scott's own release came just as forcefully, his hips stuttering against hers before he collapsed on her, his body weight a welcome feeling as she recovered slowly.

Though he was still catching his breath, Scott placed warm, open-mouth kisses all over her shoulders and neck before meeting her lips. And Himari just smiled so brightly into the kiss that it was more-so impossible to keep it up as she wrapped her arms around him.

An aura of bliss hung around them as they stared deeply into each other's eyes, noses brushing and fingertips tracing absentminded shapes on warm skin.

"So," Scott murmured, tucking a strand of dark hair behind her ear. "Was that a proper Oklahoma welcome?"

Himari laughed, again blessing him with the sound. Then she kissed him quickly. "If it was, then I'm tempted to never leave."

"Might not be such a bad thing."

[ I know what you're thinking. reanna, how is this turning into an enemies to lovers when they're so clearly already in love? well, enter boone and tyler, the two older brothers about to radicalize her ]