First things first, thank you guys for over 10k reads! I honestly never thought these smuts were that good lmao. I really appreciate ya'll. Second, I'm sorry I haven't updated in a million years but college really sucks. I'm on summer break now though so expect more frequent updates. :) I hope you guys enjoy this one because it was really hard to write. Contrary to popular belief behind this laptop screen lies a very awkward teen who is virgin as fuck lol. So if it's absolutely terrible, I apologize. But I do hope you love it. ♥

You sit across the table from Mark, watching as he stares at his phone. His hair is a floofy mess and he's sweaty from lifting weights earlier. His muscles are bulging out of that tight Reptar shirt. He looks so good to you right now. You bring your index finger to your mouth and bite down on it hard, trying to conceal your ache for Mark's touch. You watch as his fingers graze his phone screen and imagine how they'd feel touching your skin. You feel yourself getting hot, you take a deep breath and walk over to the freezer and grab a Popsicle. You sit back down and take off the wrapping. You start licking the cool cherry Popsicle. Mark glances up from his phone. You start taking it in and out of your mouth sexually, licking all around it and slurping the cherry juices. You stick it as far into your mouth as it can go and pull it back out slowly. Mark stares with a straight face, trying to conceal the fact that he's turned on. "I really love Popsicle. Don't you?" You say innocently. He smiles. "Yeah, they're really good." "And they're so juicy." You say as you slurp up more of the melting cherry juices. "That Popsicle is melting everywhere. It's really hot in here." He says as he lifts his shirt over his head. His chest, abs and arms are glistening with sweat, adding to their definition. He runs his hands through his read floof of hair and gets up and walks over to the freezer. "Um, yeah it really is." You clear your throat. He sits back down, taking off the wrapper of his to reveal a pink strawberry Popsicle. He grazes his long tongue on the side of the Popsicle, never once taking his eyes off of you. He takes the tip of his tongue and does up and down motions. He coats the whole thing in his saliva and strawberry juices start to drip. He puts the Popsicle above his chest and lets the cool juice trickle down onto it. You imagine licking those sweet juices off of his chest. By this time your panties are soaked and your wetness is practically dripping down your leg. You finish off your Popsicle and Mark finishes his. You both stare at each other, your heart rates increasing, both of you intense with agonizing desire. You both stand up from the table and creep closer and closer to each other. You knew that as soon as you and Mark touched it was going to get hot and heavy. You're standing directly in front of him looking into his eyes. Both of you enjoying that last moment of serenity before your primal instincts set in. He grabs your hand and glides it across his shorts, his erect manhood bulging out. You take his hand under your shirt encircling it around your hardened nipples, down your torso and into shorts, sliding his hand directly into your soaked panties. He grins at the fact that you're so wet, he likes knowing he has that power over you. You both look into each other's eyes once more, your faces inching closer until your lips touch. He forcefully grabs your by the hip pressing your bodies closer together. The kissing starts out slow; he can feel your lips curling as you smile from feeling so happy, so in love with him. He slides his tongue into your mouth and yours in his. Your tongues wrestle around, exploring each other mouths. He releases from the kiss and starts biting and sucking on your neck softly leaving red marks as if he's marking you as his. He lifts your shirt off of your head and starts twisting, pinching and pulling at your nipples. A tiny moan escapes your lips. He stops. He goes back to kissing you, but starts going faster, deeper and sloppier than before. You both start stumbling out of the kitchen knocking down things as you stay deep in the passion. He pushes you against the wall in the living room. "On your knees." He orders. You do as he says and get down on your knees. He pulls down his shorts and boxers and tosses them aside. He strokes himself. You admire his large cock. He tilts your head back. "Open your mouth." You open your mouth wide and he guides himself into it. He thrusts himself in and out slowly, making sure you could take his size before his goes faster. A little bit of his warm pre cum slides down your throat and you moan softly. He tilts his head back in pleasure; he likes the feeling of the low vibrations. You're so turned on. The feeling of the ridges in his cock grazing against your tongue feels so good to you. You pucker your lips around his shaft as he goes a little faster. He moans as he pulls himself out of your mouth. "Fuck, you're trying to make me cum already. Go lie on the coffee table." He teases. You lie down on the coffee table filled with anticipation. He comes over and slides your shorts off. He props your legs open and you rest them on his shoulders. He unexpectedly shoves to fingers inside of you and you shriek in pleasure. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out of you. "You're so wet for me." He breathes. He slides out his fingers and licks them clean. Fuck. "Oooh you taste so sweet." He hides his face in between your thighs and slowly, ever so lightly grazes his tongue up and down your clit. You arch your back and close your eyes in ecstasy. He listens to your body, examining every move you make. He glides his tongue farther down and starts sucking on you, "Mark..." You breath. He moves his tongue back up to your clit and starts licking in circular motions while he takes 3 fingers and thrusts them in and out of you. You let out a loud moan. "Fuck." You feel an overwhelming pool if tingles firing up in your abdomen. Mark stops. "Don't come for me yet. Not until I've had a chance to fuck you." He says in a deep sexy tone. You lie down on the carpet and Mark hovers over you. He eases himself into your entrance. He lets out a soft moan and he sinks into your warmth and wetness. You claw the carpet as his length fills you. He starts thrusting hard, his balls slapping against your ass, his force scooting you across the carpet. All you can hear are the sounds of yours and Mark's breathing, his moans growing higher and weaker as he's about to reach his climax. "Cum for me." You try to hold back but the tingles move throughout your body, you convulse and shake as the burning hunger leaves your body. Mark starts to pull himself out of you but you grab his hand. "Leave it in." You breathe. His warm juices explode inside of you and you both lie on the carpet, sweaty and out of breath. "Mark?" "Yes (Y/N)?" "I think I have rug burns on my ass." He laughs. "That just means I've done my job right." He smiles.