SATISFY

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╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗where will you go looking once your boyfriend sucks in bed?

After a long Friday at work, you and your co-workers decided to all go out and grab a drink at a bar that you'd all gone to. It was Friday night and going back to your apartment to your boring boyfriend who you'd been thinking of endings things with, was not the plan.

"hey can you drop me off at the bar" you yelled to Chris, who was watching tv on your couch.

Part of you wanted to dress hot to make him see what he was missing out on, but also you knew he didn't care or could never handle all you had to offer.

"yea sure, I hope you have a ride home because I can't stay up waiting. My bed time is 10:30 sharp" he quirked. You rolled your eyes as you adjusted the short mini-skirt in the mirror.

Maybe you were still with Chris because he was a safe option, or because he never tried to fight with you. But you were realizing that this wasn't a man you wanted to move in with or continue a future.

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"okay let's go" you walked out, noticing how his eyes dash towards you but never once showed an ounce of desire for how amazing you were.

"you look nice!" he tightly smiled.

"yea thanks" you scoffed and walked out to the car. There were only two things on your mind, get drunk with your friends and get the hell away from Chris.

Mental note: break up with him tomorrow.

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"remember, get an Uber home. If you call it will mess up my sleep schedule" Chris yelled through the rolled down window of the car. You didn't even bother answering him, just throwing up a thumbs up.

Tonight, you felt free after months. You were going to break up with Chris by morning. You deserved much more than what he had to offer.

"Y/n!" all your co-workers yelled in sync as you made your way over to their table.

"hey, this seat taken?" you asked Angela.

Angela was on your right, there was Celina to your left. Across the table was  Aaron, John and Tim. Followed by Wesley who was making his way back with drinks.

"here we are everyone" Wesley laid a handful of drinks down for everyone to grab.

"what are we drinking to tonight?" Aaron asked while everyone lifted their glasses to cheers.

"we're drinking to new beginnings" you blurted. Maybe it sounded stupid considering nobody knew what you meant, but your mission was to have fun.

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Three drinks deep and you could feel your body temperature rising. Between all the gossiping and laughter, the bar had become much more crowded.

You chatted with everyone, including standing up to wedge between Tim, to talk to Aaron.

Most of the night you and Tim kept stealing quick glances back and forth at one another. It didn't help that you felt the most comfortable talking to him, considering you were working partners all day.

Feeling your backside press into the side of his body as you continued your conversation with Aaron. Tim went to get up and jolted his arm out, pushing against your lower back.

"excuse me?" you teased, turning to face him.

"my bad" Tim looked down as his body towered in front of you. A shimmer twinkled in his dark blue eyes from the low lighting surrounding you.

"your excused" you smiled. He placed a hand just above your ass to move from around you.

That's more physical touch than I had from my own boyfriend in months....

You pushed the thoughts aside and take another sip of your drink with a smirk.

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"great night, see you" Celina laughed as her and Aaron made their way outside. Followed by Angela and Wesley, who also were getting ready to leave. Everyone dispersed until it was you and Tim sitting across from one another.

"so, what made you say yes to coming here alone tonight huh?" Tim pried at you.

"well, you could say I wouldn't be missing much with or without him" you played with the straw in your glass. You didn't need to say Chris' name for Tim to get exactly who you meant.

"what does that mean?" his stare became intense as he sized up every part of your face. Tim genuinely wanted to know what was happening, but also wanted to see you away from Chris. All the ways he could treat you better...

"all that it means is that... come tomorrow afternoon, I will be single and free. Sorry I know you probably don't want to hear about it" you rambled. A flushed heat filled your cheeks as you were sizing up how his fingers wrapped around his glass.

"hey y/n, you know you can always tell me anything. I meant that" he reassured. Your leg went searching for his under the table, brushing together.

"way to get all soft on me Bradford" you joked. This was not the time you wanted to share feelings and sop-stories. If anything, Tim looked extra fine tonight so you focused on that.

"oh, I am anything but soft on you" he smirked. It may have been innocent flirting, but your mind wandered to what that meant. Did you make him hard?

"Oh yea" you bit your lip. God, if anyone seen the way the both of you were looking at each other, they would definitely think you'd come here together. If you weren't a few drinks deep, you would've been sweating from the hints.

"well I'm down to stay here as long as you need to, but when you're the only sober one here, it isn't as fun" he shrugged changing the topic, gesturing to his non-alcoholic drink.

"you're right, we should get going. I'm gonna schedule an Uber" you took the last sip of your drink and fumbled with your phone.

"give me that" Tim's hand engulfed your phone screen and laid it on the table "I'll give you a ride".

"No, I don't want you to go out of your way. It's fine really" you were trying to get his fingers to let go of your phone.

"y/n" his voice was low and raspy. The way he said your name so slow, had you weak in the knees.

"yes" you swallowed sharply.

"let me take you home. I was your t.o don't forget. I have more seniority over you" he ordered. His thumb clicked the power button on your phone.

"fine, okay yes" you giggled, causing him to smile. It wasn't that you didn't want to accept his offer. The fact of you being close to him and wanting to rip off his clothes... was the issue.

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Tim had opened his truck door for you, steadying your hips to make up and onto the seat. As you neared closer to your house, your mind was screaming to go anywheres but back to your place with your annoying boyfriend who would be snoring.

The confined space was filled with the scent of his cologne and the air freshener that dangled from the rear view mirror.

"well this is me" you huffed, suddenly feeling sober again.

"this is you" he reiterated. Tim didn't want you to leave, especially after how you picked up on his flirting earlier.

"Tim" you whispered grabbing onto his forearm.

"yea?" his eyes darted down to your hand. Feeling the instant rush of the heat from a simple touch from you.

"drive" you demanded. He shifted the truck back into drive and pulled off the side of the road.

"y/n I shouldn't do this" he choked out.

Nearing his house, you suggested to go back there instead. He had wanted this forever, but you also had a boyfriend who was sleeping in your bed.

"I know" you breathed, your heart was racing in your chest.

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"hurry" you laughed, as he fiddled in his pocket to unlock the front door. Your hand was on his back as you pushed your way into his house.

"There's a spare bedroom you can-" but before Tim could finish you crashed your lips on his. Standing on your tip toes to reach for his face. His lips were soft at first, adjusting to what you were doing.

You wanted a man who took charge, who gave you thrill and some excitement. A man who was Tim Bradford.

Tim's hands made their way to slide up and down your back, pulling off the leather jacket you wore. He didn't know where to feel first. Your face, your back, your ass...

"y/n" he mumbled between kisses. His back pressed against his front door.

"yess" you took his bottom lip between your teeth.

"Do you really want this? Do you really want me?" his words hit you smack dab in the face.

"Tim, I need you" you grabbed his face between his hands. The desperation was rolling off your tongue as you needed to kiss him again.

He picked you up between a quick breath, wrapping your legs around him. Carrying you over to the kitchen island, he laid you to sit on top of it. You kissed one another so passionately but also laced with need and desire.

Working in sync, you both took one another's clothes off, layer by layer. Lifting yourself off the counter for him to get the tight black skirt down your knees. You did the same, stripping off his shirt.

His defined shoulder and arm muscles beamed against the overhead lighting. You got to see every part of him that you couldn't on shift.

"Tim" you moaned against his lips. Now down to a bra and underwear, you were so desperate for him to have his way with you.

"you're so beautiful, you know that?" he kissed down the side of your neck.

"Mhm" you mumbled.

"say it for me" he broke off your neck and held your waist.

"say what?" your cheeks turned red.

"I want to hear you say you're beautiful" he assured.

"I'm-" your words halted from his slow trail of kisses down your boobs towards your stomach.

"I'm beautiful" you croaked. The thought of calling yourself something positive had you feeling weird. But the fact that he wanted to hear you say it, made your stomach get butterflies.

"yes you are" he smirked, grabbing your legs to carry you in his arms towards the bedroom.

Although Tim hadn't brought anything up, he was dying to know why you'd want to cheat on your 'boyfriend'. Was it because you wanted something new? Maybe because you planned to break up with Chris?

"can I ask you something" he questioned

"yes, anything" your body crashed against the mattress.

"why are you looking in other places?... sexually i mean" he held the back of his neck while asking.

"um... do you really- well" you felt awkward, not wanting to admit the embarrassing words about to leave your mouth "Chris is terrible in bed and he's never made me..." you didn't have the courage to look the half naked man in front of you, in the eyes.

"he's never made you come before?" his tone was innocent, genuinely amused by the fact that he wouldn't give you the pleasure.

"No" you sputtered, searching his face for any bit of embarrassment.

"Well... you're in for a ride" Tim laughed, motioning your legs apart. He pushed your body back on the bed to lay flat between your legs.

Oh dear god

That was exactly what you thought when he hooked the side of your underwear and worked his tongue slowly against you.

He took his sweet time, savouring the way your legs would tense around him every time he sucked your clit.  Chris had never even offered to do this before-

"Oh fuck" you moaned, gripping against his short hair to let go some tension pooling in your stomach. Feeling your arousal making a mess of your inner thighs.

"did he ever do this?" Tim taunted, slipping two fingers into you and working his tongue on you at the same time.

Your back arched off the bed as a loud cry of pleasure escaped your lips. His fingers curling inside you, to brush against your g-spot.

"Tim please" you cried out, feeling your orgasm on the edge of exploding.

"come for me baby" he paused and went back in.

Just like that, his relentless fingers had you tense underneath him. Digging your nails against his back while he let you ride out your high.

"how was that?" he asked, popping his head up from between your legs.

"it was really... really good" you chucked.

He pushed off his arms to meet your face, that was glistening with your juices. Quickly opening your lips up for his tongue once again.

"I wanna fuck you now, okay?" he asked.

"please" you unhooked your bra.

You started off in missionary, a safe position considering his cock was thick and long. Everything about Tim was what you needed, the way he treated you and put you first.

Throwing your ankles over his shoulders, you could feel your thighs shaking already. He aligned his glistening tip with your entrance and slowly pushed his way into your warm and wet pussy.

"oh my fuck, you feel so good" Tim breathed low. Clenching his jaw and wrapping his hands around your ankles, trying not to come too quick.

Tim's bedroom was echoing the many cries you let out of frustration and pleasure, along with the wet smacking noises from your skin smacking his.

He pulled out and flipped you on your hands and knees, your ass arched high in the air for him. A stinging slap was placed on your ass while he re-entered your clenching pussy.

"Tim-" you cried and tried to move forward, away from how deep he was hitting.

"you can't run away baby, you're gonna take all of me" he taunted, digging his finger tips into your sides.

A brutal round of thrusts were given as you slowly became a mess beneath him. The room was spinning, your stomach was in knots. The angle from behind had you really wishing you could rip these bedsheets in half.

"I can't... please" a statement you continued to use even though it was contradicting. The tips of your fingers turned white from digging your nails into your palms.

"you're doing so good baby" he soothed, returning another slap to your ass.

"I'm gonna come again" you whined. With a few more hard pounds into your throbbing soaked pussy, you came done once more.

"fuckk" Tim groaned, feeling your walls pulse around him.

He pulled out and watched you collapse against the mattress, blowing a load on your back.

"stay there I'm gonna get a towel" his voice leaving the room.

Your whole body was on fire and even the touch of the cotton towel against your back had you jerking.

"I don't think I can move" you muffled into the sheets.

"So, I'm assuming that meant it was good?" he laughed, cleaning his mess away.

I am so breaking up with Chris as soon as I see him

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A/N: I don't wanna 'complete' this story just yet, because i want to do a few more chapters. So with that being said I'll leave it as ongoing for now, but with my schedule getting super busy, I may not post very much.

Thanks for 75k + reads omfg, I can't believe silly old me is getting this much views. Turns out there's a whole army of horny ppl wanting Bradford (no shame).