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Kelly’s hands on Stella always make her feel deranged.
She’s perched in Kelly’s lap as he continues to pepper her neck with kisses.
Kelly’s hands grip onto Stella’s waist, and Stella is on the verge of losing control and grinding on his lap.
Ever since Stella surprised Kelly with her pregnancy, he’s been all over her. Dragging her into his quarters at least once a shift, constant make-out sessions at the firehouse, and a slap to Stella’s ass whenever she passed him. They’ve become even more obsessed with one another, probably with the realization that they’re becoming one by having a child together.
He breaks his messy kisses to her neck with one last kiss to the skin.
“Fuck, babe.” She gasps raggedly.
“You can grind on me, honey. I know you need to come,” he whispers hotly into Stella’s ear.
Stella hurriedly grinds on his lap in response. She feels like she’s on fire, and she can feel herself getting wetter from Kelly’s hips meeting up with her grinding.
“God, Stella, barely touching you and you’re so wet. All riled up from a few kisses.” Kelly panted into her chest.
Stella ignores Kelly’s remark and grinds harder onto his cock. He bites her jaw in protest. The bite makes Stella’s heart race even faster. He traces her jaw with his tongue and sucks a kiss into the skin.
Kelly moves his hand on her waist to her stomach, where their baby girl lies. He strokes over the top of her jeans and unbuttons them achingly slow. With her lack of underwear, it was easy to dip his hand below the denim.
“Didn’t wear any underwear, baby? You already knew you would get me with those jeans…”
“Oh god, Kelly, I need you so badly.” Stella whimpered desperately.
“You already have me, baby; what do you need?” Kelly’s hand started to dip further, and one of his fingers was inches away from touching her pussy.
Stella usually didn’t succumb to Kelly’s taunting, but her need for his cock surpassed her need to be the dominant one.
“Kelly, I need your fingers. I need your cock in me. Please, baby.” She begged as he gazed at her hungrily.
He did the last thing she expected him to do: take his hand out of her pants. Stella lets out an infuriated groan but continues to grind on his lap with a newfound desperation.
“I’m sorry, honey, but you’re gonna come just like this. Desperate. Grinding on my lap, waiting for my permission to come.”
Stella is losing her mind, and she needs to find a way for Kelly to lose his. Kelly can never say no to her suggestive eyes, so she hopes that they play in her favor. She uses her brown eyes to her advantage by making eye contact. She shifts her gaze to each one of his eyes, then stares steadily at his reddened lips.
“Kelly,” she says slowly. “Please, give it to me, baby. I’ve been so good, haven’t I?” She asks with a thrust of hips. He groans loudly as she puts her hands on his chest, feeling his nipples pebble under his shirt. She starts pressing wet kisses on Severide’s neck. “I’m so fucking wet for you, Kelly. Don’t you think it’s time for me to come?”
He quickly halts her movements. Kelly knew what she was up to when she tried the triangle method on him with her seductive eyes. He almost folds to her commands but keeps his confident demeanor.
“You’re not getting my cock yet, honey,” He acts as if he’s pondering in thought. “Y’know what? Maybe you need my thigh instead.”
“Wait, Kell-“ He interrupts her interjection by manhandling her until she straddles his denim-clad thigh.
Stella desperately wants to come, and the only way to achieve that is by following Kelly’s orders. She uses her hips to grind on Kelly’s thigh. His jeans make the grinding feel rougher, but it gets the job done.
Kelly starts to stroke every part of Stella he can reach. Her thighs, her chest, and the back of her neck that make her fold every damn time. Stella cannot handle it anymore; her hips start to stutter, and Kelly could tell she was close.
“You can come this time, but the next time you come, it’ll be on my cock.”
“Kelly…” Stella trails off with a moan. She quickly gets positioned onto the bed as she feels Kelly’s hands on her back.
“You’re too perfect for me,” Kelly whispers into her neck. “No wonder you’re pregnant with my baby.”