ALEX ROE & MAIA MITCHELL “HOT SUMMER NIGHTS” | 2017, Dir. Elijah Bynum

Taylor Russell wearing Vivienne Westwood FW98, Makeup by Bea Sweet

Bones and All (2022) dir. Luca Guadagnino

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Raegan chuckled at his answer, the sound of his voice becoming all breathy stirred an itch deep inside of her. A small moan escaped her own lips when his hips met hers; no doubt a calculated move to get the upper hand. She loved torturing him that was true, but it was all games stopped when he did it back to her. Her gaze followed his as he took her hand and led it down to the waist band of his jeans. Her fingers making quick work of the button and zipper as he playfully chastised her for behavior she’d never change. Raegan’s mouth was on his after he asked if she was evil, her lips passionately melding with his as she reached her hand into his jeans and boxers. Smiling against his lips, her fingers idly caressing his length. “You love it.” she giggled before a moan escaped her lips instead once he bit down on her collarbone. She loved getting him this way, it didn’t matter that she always felt like the only girl in the world when she was with him regardless. Having him vulnerable in this way for her was more than she could wrap her little blonde head around. His mouth continued to roam her chest and the soft flesh above cups of her bra as she continued to stroke him. “I want you so bad right now…” the words tumbling from her lips before they crashed against his again. Feverishly tasting him as she tried to pull the remainder of his bottoms off. 

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

SABRINA CARPENTER performing at the Short n' Sweet Tour in New York (September 29, 2024)

Ayo Edebiri & Taylor Russell – LOEWE SS25 fashion show

little miss gets wet from getting reassurance

She knew she wanted to talk about what happened to him, but she also knew she didn't want to talk about it with him being angry. Before she could further inspect him he turned her around and began distracting her with his mouth... Clever man as always, he loved to keep her on her toes. She leaned into his touch, Her body lighting up like a live wire when he chuckled in her ear. It wasn't long before the draft swept over her now exposed skin, his hands on her again as she was now made to face him. "Ooh, you love to threaten me with a good time don't you baby? " she all but purred as she gently pushed his chest so he would sit back on the sofa. Her gaze falling to her feet as she considered taking off her heels, the thought didn't linger. Raegan couldnt wait to get closer to Vinny. Her thighs settling on either sides of his as she straddled his lap and began to plant kisses all over him. His forehead, his cheeks, his neck, making sure to not kiss his lips just yet. He knew she liked to take her time with him.

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

Vinny wrestled the upper hand away from her, finally giving her what she had been craving for weeks. The feel of her Italian lover stretching her open for him was mesmerizing. She couldn’t get enough of this if she tried. A gasp escaped her lips as she sunk down to the hilt, fullness bypassing any other function in her brain other than to please him. He began to build a steady rhythm thrusting up into her, her moans tumbling out rapidly as her breasts swayed against his chest. “Yes…-“ the only word she could utter as he fucked her senseless, his strong fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips. The beautiful marks that will be left there will remind her of how wrapped up in each other they were. 

By the time his hand wrapped around her throat she was cumming again. Her legs shaking around him as she moaned for him. His mouth finding her chest and breasts as he began to feast on those as well. “You’re driving me so fucking crazy baby, you’re fucking me so good” the female cried out as he kept making her feel good. Her eyes were tightly squeezed shut as he asked her if she liked it. The singer’s forehead dropped to rest on her boyfriend’s shoulder as he continued to pound into her. “So much…- you- you are so good to me, daddy…” the words falling from her lips before she had a chance to catch herself. 

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

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