Vincent's Desire

Little Boy

I threw my backpack down to the kitchen table with a frustrated huff and completely ignored my boyfriend, Johnny, who was waiting at the front door with his lips puckered and waiting for a kiss. He was beyond frustrated these past few weeks. My exams were taking over my mind and while I felt bad, being in honors classes were important too.

Johnny's brows were raised in surprised and I found him walking up to me and running his hands over the paperwork I pulled from my bag. "Sorry John, this class is important and if I fail the exam I can't be in honors classes anymore. Not to mention I'll lose being in the honor roll crap."

"Of course." He knitted his brows together and read my spanish class study guide. "But I can help you with this." He pointed to the silly words and shook his head. "Now I realize a silly piece of paper with scribbles on it holds greater value than I do." John squared his shoulders and he was hurt.

I looked up from my backpack that was flooding with papers and stepped away from the bag. "I'm really sorry. They aren't better than you or greater. You're important to me, really important and you know that. Everytime I bring home something to study with you get jealous of paper, John." I took a step at him.

"But I just wanted a kiss, I wasn't asking for a busy date or anything." He shook his head and I placed my hands on his cheeks, rubbing his smooth jawline with a large smile on my face and pulled him down for a kiss. I hummed in satisfaction and pulled away, the both of us smiling at each other happily. "That's all I asked for." He whispered and I spun to collect my papers as he rolled his eyes.

Johnny decided to spin away and let me study, feeling neglected and bored as he didn't have me next to him the rest of the night or my attention when he made dinner. I was just too consumed in my studying to even notice his efforts to get my attention.

"It's Saturday, baby. Why can't we just relax? Get away from those papers…" He tried plucking at the textbook in front of me and I slapped it to the table, shooting a death glare up at him. "Oh come on. I've had enough of this studying shit." He cursed down at me.

My mouth hung open and his brows were raised. "Johnny I need to pass these tests. I don't think you understand." I shook my head.

"I can help you in studying to get a good grade if you just talk to me." He groaned like a small child begging their parents for candy and getting a flat out 'no' as a response. "If you keep neglecting me I will have to pull on your sleeves. Do I need to sit on the floor with candy and pull on your pantleg to prove it?" He suggested and I shook my head.

"No John. You're immature. It's just this week. After this week I'm free. I promise." I sighed and he closed his eyes in frustration. "Is that not good enough? I thought you said you were patient?"

"But you're crossing the f*****g limit. I never knew that someday I'd have to be jealous of seeing some lame books with my girlfriend. I'm not supposed to wait to get your attention!" He argued. I rolled my eyes and slapped my hands down on the table. "Is something wrong with my statement?"

"Because you're 'Johnny Orlando' you think you can just get what you want?" I asked in disbelief.

He laughed and shrugged at me."Isn't that what I just said…?" He trailed off. "And this is all I ask for. You've been neglecting me." He swayed back and forth like a little boy. "Let's go somewhere. You're stressed. Anywhere, even if it's some stupid shopping mall or a dumpster." He offered and I let out a huge sigh, nodding and closing my book. Johnny smiled like an i***t and backed away, letting me get to the bathroom to freshen up.

~

"So what exactly are we here for?" The double doors allowed me inside and teen girls were already checking out my boyfriend. Johnny didn't notice and instead read the 'Welcome' sign above our heads. "Wow you really know how to plan little dates." I rolled my eyes and the store was getting busier. "I'll just get extra toilet paper and some snacks so I can study with them later."

Johnny pouted and threw his arms around my shoulders. "Mum! I don’t want you to leave me here Mum!" He shouted and everybody seemed to stop and stare, even the little boy next to his mother with a lollipop in his hands. "Mum noo!" My cheeks were heating up and fighting him wouldn't help.

I coughed awkwardly as everybody tried to continue their shopping and I tried walking but he was tripping me from behind. "John." I whispered and he laughed, clearly having fun embarrassing me. "It's not funny." I headed for the chip aisle and he followed like a dog. Of course there were more people in that aisle, teenage girls and their parents and little children begging for a small bag of chips and crying when they were told no.

"Mum I want these!" He gestured to a pretzel bag and I kept walking with my fists balled up. Everybody stopped and stared at him and he chased me, grabbing my hand. "Look Mum!" He shook the bag at me and I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and looking over at the teenage girls who didn't care if he was acting like a child or not.

"He isn't my son." I shook my head at him and grabbed his hand. "John stop." I begged and he huffed down at me. "Please." I said behind gritted teeth. "Everybody is staring at you."

But those girls were still checking him out. "Just a dysfunctional couple coming through." He nodded their way and their cheeks flamed up. "You're no fun. I'm trying to distract you from studying. And the only way I could do that was through embarrassment."

I just pushed him away and walked by him, grabbing a bag of Doritos and walking toward the aisle with bathroom supplies in it. "Well it worked. Now they think I have a twenty year old son who can't go anywhere without having a fit."

"I don't see a problem." He shrugged.

"Look, just because you used to be your mother's favorite doesn't mean anything to me." I had to clear it all up loud enough for people to hear. "Or I'll call Maddie."

"Well first of all, Lauren is my mother's favorite and Maddie doesn't scare me. Not at all." He stuck his nose in the air and skipped along the aisles all happy and chipper.

I rolled my eyes with a small huff as people passed by and listened to Johnny who was just talking nonsense. "I promise there's nothing wrong with him." I whispered to an elderly woman and made her laugh as she passed me. "John get back here." I groaned.

He froze and stopped skipping, turning around to look at me with his bottom lip jutted out. "Fine." He waited for me to catch up to him and another elderly woman who was hunched over and stood at tall as John's rib cage rounded the corner and dropped her purse. Johnny noticed and she tugged on his arm. "Yes Ma'am?"

I knew what was coming as the devilish look in the woman's eyes was like fire. "Oh young man could you be a dear and pick up my purse for me? My back is sore." Her voice was scratchy as she smiled.

"Of course." Johnny bent over and her little hand reached out and rubbed over his ass in his tight jeans, my eyes widened and I laughed, snorting and covering my mouth. John stood up straight and handed her the purse, his face was red. "I um-"

"Well if you were alive back in my day all of the girls would have just eaten you up." She patted his chest and grabbed her cart and started rolling it away slowly. "I might be old but I'm not blind!" She snickered and waved to him. "Have a good day."

Johnny grabbed my arm as I was still laughing, trying not to drop my toilet paper. He took it from me and pursed his lips together. "Okay well I'm leaving." He whispered and I trotted after him as he started walking in large strides toward the cash register.

~

"Johnny Orlando is elderly approved." I laughed when I placed my chips on the table next to my text book and began to slide into my seat but Johnny caught my wrist, dragging me up into his chest. "What?"

"Don't expect to return to your studies so soon, babygirl. We have to make up all time we've lost." He pressed his lips to mine and buried his fingers into my hair. I squeaked when he pushed me into the wall behind the table, lifting my hands above my head and pulling away from my mouth. "Don't you agree?"

I bit my bottom lip and nodded shyly up at him. One of his hands had mine pinned above my head while the other trailed to my hip and squeezed it. I whimpered quietly but knew he would hear it. I tilted my head to the side and let him in, nipping at my collar bone and slowly lifting my shirt over my head, tossing it to the table over my textbook.

His mouth automatically found the swell of my breasts and licked a stripe over them, pulling my bra cups down and pressing me by the shoulder blades as he placed my n****e between his lips. He released my hands from above my head and I gripped his hair, scratching at the back of his neck.

"I love your body." He whispered against my skin and trailed his lips back up my neck, sucking on my throat. Johnny was just so excited, we hadn't had s*x in a month or so and he didn't know where to start. But his hands found the waistband of my pants and he slipped his fingers in, finding my clit just inside of my panties. I gripped the back of his neck tighter and gasped when he pressed into me, making my toes curl and lips part.

My hand found the front of his pants where his erection sat under the material and I unbuttoned his jeans, pulling the zipper and then his boxers down enough to grab his length and pump it, twisting my wrist and moaning in his ear. He returned my moan with a groan, thrusting into my palm. John pressed his fingers into my clit harder and rubbed it in small circles, making my hips tense, and unable to thrust into his hand.

"Are we going to do this against the wall?" I asked breathlessly. He picked his head up and stared straight into my eyes. "What?" I swallowed and removed my hand from his c**k.

"Wherever you want." He whispered.

"I like our bed, then." I decided and he lifted me up in a quick swoop, making me laugh from the surprise. Johnny carried me down the hallway and into our shared bedroom, kicking the door close and gently laying me across the bed, attaching his lips to mine with his hand still in my pants.

John pulled his hand away, sitting up and pulling his shirt from over his head and returning to kissing me roughly. The kiss was bruising wet, his lips fitted so perfectly against mine. Smooth and so f*****g hot at the same time.

I ran my hands through his cotton candy soft hair and hummed when he pulled away and kissed down my stomach, pulling all clothing from my lower half down my legs and placing a light kiss on my clit. I squeezed my breasts and parted my legs wider to give him easier access. "I missed this." I tilted my head to the side and felt his hot breath down there as he licked a bold stripe over my core, then kitten licked my clit in little flicks.

Johnny just hummed and kissed my thighs, anywhere he could put his lips in that moment was good enough for him. I looked down at him and noticed he was grinding his lower half into the bed, making me turn up on all the more.

I moaned louder at him and he looked up, his beautiful, beautiful hazel eyes filled with wonder and lust stared back at me. The smirk tugging on his lips wasn't unnoticeable as he watched me tearing apart just for him. "Eager, are we?" He pulled away from my flesh and crawled back up my body, removing his jeans completely.

He lined himself up with my entrance but looked at me for permission. I nodded and gasped loudly when he sheathed himself inside of me with ease. "Oh god." I pinched his bicep and he groaned, holding himself above me and looking down on me to watch my face contort with each small thrust. "Faster, come on John." I groaned and tugged on his hair harder, making him pant over my face in response.

"You really did need this more than I did." He noted with a laugh and held me by the back of the head, making sure I had eye contact. Johnny sped up with a steady rhythm and I tilted my head back with my mouth open in concentration. "No no." He ripped my head back up to face him. His eyes held me prisoner and I couldn't look away. "Look at me." He panted and I cried out, letting him know he was the only one to make me that way. "Tell me who's making you feel so good."

"You." I moaned, biting my bottom lip and raising my brows when he sped up a little more. I ground my hips down on him to try and make a new rhythm but it barely worked.

"Who?" He asked and I groaned.

"Oh you John, fuck." I said breathlessly while he caressed my n*****s. I searched his pretty eyes and found nothing but lust for me in them.

My head bobbed back and forth with each thrust and I tensed up a little, squeezing him with my walls. Johnny gave me a throaty moan in return and a string of curse words left his mouth.

"So f*****g wet." He moaned at me. "Rub your p***y for me, baby." As if his words were magic, I trailed my right hand from his hair to my stomach. I took it down to my clit and rubbed it in small circles. "Good girl." He moaned and looked down, watching my hand for a few seconds. "I want you to come so bad."

"Oh f**k, John." I whined and continued rubbing my clit in time with each thrust. "I'm your good girl."

Johnny's hand moved from the back of my head and he stuck his thumb in my mouth, making me suck on it lightly. "Yes you are." He moaned and kissed the corners of my mouth. "I just love seeing your beautiful face and hear your sweet moans while I f**k your tight little p***y hard."

I moaned into his thumb. s*x with Johnny was always a battle of dirty talk. And I couldn't explain how much I loved it. "Just f**k me harder, please Daddy." I squealed at him and took his thumb back in my mouth. I rubbed my clit harder and faster in small circles. "I'm so close." I still held our eye contact no matter how hard I wanted to close my eyes. "Faster, Daddy, faster." I screamed.

John moaned down at me and pulled his hand from my face, sitting upright and angling his hips upward. My mouth opened and my back arched off of the bed. "Oh John." I cried.

"Can you give it to me, babygirl?" He cooed but moaned afterwards. "Show me how hungry your p***y is for my cock."

I shook my head with the decision. "No I want you come first." I moaned and hid my face in his chest.

"You wanna hold it?" He asked and leaned over me again, holding me by the back of my head and initiating eye contact again. "But I want it, baby. Come for me, come on. I need it so f*****g bad."

"No.." I trailed off and my string of moans got louder and more frequent as each thrust got heavier and John was trying to draw the orgasm out of me. My hand still rubbed at my clit furiously and I had to stop after a few more rubs otherwise I wouldn't be able to hold it any longer. "Oh John."

"s**t I love when you say my name." He grunted and his other hand held my hips in place under him. "Won't you come for me? Scream out my name, I want to hear it from the prettiest lips."

"But I'm holding it." I cried and knew he was just going to drive me over the edge. The pressure was building in my stomach and the only way to hold it was to squeeze my stomach and walls as tight as I could. Johnny moaned and shook his head, a devilish grin on his face as he reached down to rub my clit.

"Oh f**k. f**k f**k f**k fuck." My eyes widened at him and he buried his head into my neck. Kissing, licking, biting on my flesh and repeating the cycle. My eyes closed as he held me into him for security.

I let out a shrill cry and he winced, groaning with me as he reached his orgasm, thrusting harder and harder to finish us both off the proper way. My toes curled. "s**t, oh fuck." He moaned and rested his forehead against mine. "You're still the only woman in my lifetime to make me feel like that." He kissed me sweetly, circling his hips over mine once more before pulling his body away and I rested flat against the bed.

"I needed that." I whispered and he laughed. "That wasn't a bad idea at all." I sat up and rubbed my sore thighs.

Johnny pulled me into him and let me sit across his lap. I felt a small amount of rush of adrenile as our sweaty bare skin connected once again. "We could have a round two if you're up for it."

"Are you challenging me, Mr. Orlando?" I tried to hide back the grin spreading across my face as he smiled, a mischievous one, while he unclasped my bra for me. He watched as he let the straps cascade down my arms and tossed it on the bed.

"Not at all." He joked, kissing down on my shoulder blade. "You know just one round doesn't work for me."

"I know I know." I rested my palms on his shoulders and pulled him up for a sweet kiss on the lips. "Especially since I didn't even feel it."

Johnny raised a brow. "Oh really?" He climbed from the bed with me in his lap, holding me around his waist. "Well maybe if I bend you over that table out there and you can study while I f**k you. You'd feel it then." My eyes widened in wonder and I knew I'd gotten myself into some trouble.