what ya man won’t do, part two-jackie jackson
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author’s note: i hope y’all enjoy this second part. i think i’ma make another part of this, hopefully next week. also let me know if you would like to be added to the tag list if you’re not already tagged. for dialogue:
warnings: SMUT (MDNI) penetration (p in v), cheating, cussing.
you sprayed your vanilla musk scented perfume across your collarbone and some behind your ears. you sat it back down at the vanity in front of you before admiring yourself in the mirror. you wore a black gown, encrusted with diamonds all over with a slit that started at your right thigh. as if you couldn’t get enough, you wore a diamond crusted necklace, that hugged your cleavage perfectly, with the earrings to match.
your hair was blown out and filled with layers and curls that framed your face perfectly. you began to beat your face, going for a natural but noticeable makeup look for tonight. after all, it was your anniversary. you applied your finishing touches to your makeup before grabbing your white mink fur to drape around your shoulders. you slipped on your black stiletto pumps before grabbing your clutch and making your way down the steps of the hayvenhurst family compound.
as you waltzed down the stairs, their stood michael, tito, and jackie at the grand entrance of the house, their mouths agape as they saw you.
“whoa y/n, you look incredible,” michael exclaimed as he ran to embrace in a big hug, nearly knocking you down in the process. you couldn’t help but laugh.
“maine is gonna be a happy man tonight, you clean up good girl,” tito exclaimed before he hugged you as well.
“hey y/n, you look very beautiful,” jackie said as he embraced you, his hands stopping just right before your butt. as he released you from his warm embrace, he planted a kiss on your cheek, which made your entire face heat up. it had only been a day since your secret rendezvous. twenty-four hours felt like eternity since you had jackie’s mouth around your dripping pussy. twenty-four long hours since you felt his touch exploring all over your body.
mike and tito complimented you once more before they said their goodbye, heading off to go explore new melodies on tito’s guitar. which left only you and jackie in silence. but not an awkward silence, like both of you had something to get off your chests but too scared to ruin the moment.
“where’s your date?” he teased as if you were going out with a total stranger. you rolled your eyes and let out a chuckle.
“he’s meeting me at the restaurant.” “meeting you? if you were my woman, i wouldn’t wanna be an inch away from you. especially with how sexy you look tonight. also if you were my woman, i wouldn’t want you traveling by yourself at night.” see! he did it again, twice at that. if you were his woman? what was he really saying to you?
“jackie it’s no big deal, i’m a big girl, i can handle myself. now are you gonna be a gentleman and walk me to the car or do i have to be your woman to get those special privileges.” you said with as smirk, earning a hearty laugh from him. he opened the door allowing you to step out before walking hot on your trail. you reached the limo.
he opened the door before softly grabbing your hand, allowing you to step in before he hopped in next to you. you looked at him with a puzzled expression.
“jackie, what do you possibly think you’re doing?” “i just wanna make sure you get there in one piece that’s all. what kind of man would i be sending a lady off all by herself.” he couldn’t even hide the disses towards jermaine. you laughed but then it made you think about you and jermaine’s relationship at the moment.
you watched out the window at all the skyscrapers and bright lights that filled the dark night sky. you looked over when you felt jackie’s warm hand on your thigh that stuck out from your dress. he rolled up the partition with his other.
“well aren’t you a little handsy tonight.”
“don’t act like you didn’t miss my touch. i know you did.” his sheer confidence nearly floored you. not because of how bold he was being but how accurate his statement was.
“and how do you know,” you said just above a whisper. the tension was so thick between the two you, it would take multiple knife attempts to cut it.
“cause i missed your touch too. the way you gripped my hair with your fingers and gripped yourself around my fingers when i was inside of you. the way your eyes rolled when you reached your peak.” your breath hitched as he began rubbing circles around your thigh with his palm.
you felt the limo come to a complete stop. you looked out the limo and saw the fancy steakhouse that your reservations were at. jackie opened his store quickly and hopped out. he raced over to your side of the car to let you out.
he walked you to the door of the restaurant before beginning to departing ways. you walked into the restaurant and told them the name for your table reservation. once you arrived at the table and sat down, you saw a bouquet of pink peonies, you favorite. you inhaled them and smiled. you picked the note of from the card holder and read it.
“for a beautiful woman, inside and out.” j. jackson
maybe you were being to hard on jermaine and not giving him enough credit. deep down, he truly was a sweet soul.
you glanced over the menu as the waiter bought you over a bottle of ice cold champagne, pouring some into your flute before sitting into the ice bucket in the middle of your table.
you glanced at the clock on the wall closest to you and saw that it was a quarter after eight. maybe he was just caught in traffic? you ordered a small caesar salad and the steak and chicken pasta since hadn’t ate all day. the next time you glanced up at the clock it read 8:30, now you were worried. was he hurt somewhere and you didn’t know?
you drunk a couple more glasses of champagne to try and calm your nerves. the next time you looked up, the clock read 8:50, you couldn’t believe that bastard stood you up.
you got up from your booth with your flowers and clutch and headed outside. you tried not to cry because you didn’t wanna mess up your make up but you couldn’t stop the water works from flowing down your face. you began walking down the quiet street.
the people you brushed past looking at you with concern and pity from your tears. you began slowing down as you heard your name being called by a voice you knew all too well. a voice you were kind of relieved to hear. jackie’s.
“y/n what’s wrong.” he ran up to you and examined your face filled with tears. you shook your head no, trying not to make it a big deal. you hated for people to see you crying. unfortunately for you, jackie stopped you completely in your tracks like an immovable force.
“i don’t wanna talk about it. i just wanna go home.” you sobbed as you tried to go around him once more but her grabbed you by your waist to stop you.
you tried to talk but no sound came from your mouth. you burst out to even more tears, laying your head on jackie’s chest. he embraced you while rubbing your back to sooth you. you two remained like this for a few minutes before he finally convinced you to hop into the limo. he rolled up the partition and you loudly cried out. he wrapped his arm around you and let you cry on his shoulder. you cried for a few minutes before lifting your head from his shoulder.
“i thought today was gonna be so special. he bought me my favorite flowers and had them sitting at the table ready for me. just for him to stand me up. how could he do this to me.” you said in true disgust and disbelief.
“i know you probably don’t wanna hear this right now but those flowers aren’t from maine. they’re from me.” he said which left you with mixed emotions. on the one hand you were flattered by jackie’s chivalry.
but the other half of you, felt completely embarrassed and ashamed. not on your end but the fact that your boyfriend couldn’t even remember one day about the love you two shared. after a few minutes of consoling from jackie, you dried your tears the best you could.
you and jackie locked eyes with each other. his eyes were filled with sadness for you, he reminded you of a sad puppy. you began to inch your face towards his and he quickly engulfed you in a deep, tender kiss. both of you guys’ hands began to explore each other’s body’s, trying to rip each others clothes off post haste.
you ripped his wife beater off his body, revealing his chiseled brown chest. his abs looked like they were made from marble. he pulled you onto his lap before pulling the top of your gown down, revealing your plump breast. he latched his mouth onto your erect nipple. you cried out as you began to grind your hips onto his. he moved his lips up to your neck, licking and biting all over.
“please jackie, i need you.” you whimpered as you felt his rock hard member underneath your heat. you lifted your hips and jackie yanked down his pants and boxers down in on quick motion. his long thick dick springing out against his stomach, glistening with precum.
you straddled his lap once more, jackie rubbing his tip up and down your dripping, wet slit before lining himself up with your entrance. you both moaned in purr ecstasy as you slowly sank down on him. jackie filled your wet and warm insides to the brim.
you rolled your hips in a circular motion as you tried to adjust to his size. jackie grabbed a tight hold onto your hips, slowly bouncing you up and down onto his dick.
“fuck baby, you feel so good gripping my dick like this, who make you feel this good?” he questioned as he moved one of his hands to your throat, squeezing gently, planting sloppy kisses along your jawline. he had you like putty in his hands.
“fuck you do daddy,” you cried out as jackie began to speed up his strokes, the sounds of your skin slapping onto his thighs filled the back of the limousine.
mantras of curse words began to fall from your lips as his dick continued working wonders on your g spot. he began to thrust his hips inside of you, matching your rhythm and motions.
“you like riding that dick don't you, taking all of it like the good girl you are,huh," he teased as he planted a harsh smack upon your ass, you moaned at the stinging sensation he left.
you felt that familiar heat inside the core of your stomach began to build. it felt like pure blissfulness between the two of you, a moment you didn’t want to end. your sweaty bodies pressed up against one another as the two of you felt as if you were becoming one. your sweet and needy cries mixed with his low grunts filled the back of the limousine.
"shit jackie, i’m so close," you moaned out as he began to thrust into you at a quicker pace. you felt yourself beginning to slowly clinch onto him as your body became closer and closer to your release.
“that’s it baby cum for daddy, i’m cummin’ too baby,” those were the magic words before both of your climaxes began to take control over your bodies. your body shake as you rode you out your orgasm. you and jackie panting like dogs. you and jackie scrambled to get dressed and make the necessary adjustments to your clothing as the limo entered the familiar black gates of the house.
as the car stopped, jackie once again hopped out and opened your side, helping you out the car before y’all began walking up to the house. you entered the home and stood at the entrance for a few moments, adrenaline still pumping from that intense session.
“i know your anniversary might not have gone as expected but i hope i was able to give you something to be happy about tonight. goodnight baby girl.” jackie said placing a soft peck on your lips before making his way to his room. you smiled to yourself before making your way to you and maine’s shared room.
you placed your flowers into a vase filled with water before getting changed and getting into your pajamas. as you got underneath your covers you glanced up at the door as it began to open. in walked jermaine, no gifts, no flowers or boxes of chocolate, just himself, a pen, and notepad.
“baby i’m so sorry. i just got caught up at the studio. the albums about to come out and you know how i get when i get into the groove.” you blankly starred at him. part of you wanted to kick his ass. the other part of you just didn’t give a fuck anymore, that same part of you just couldn’t shake your mind off of jackie.
“i bet you did. you embarrassed me, left me looking fucking stupid in a restaurant by myself. but it’s okay, you remember what you wanna remember, right jermaine?” you said, gritting your teeth as you skimmed through your copy of jet magazine that sits on your nightstand.
he looks around the room in defeat, he stops when his eyes reaches your vanity. the vanity that help the clear vase that contained your pink peonies. the peonies that jackie bought you that should’ve been from jermaine himself.
“it wasn’t my boyfriend, i can tell you that. but i don’t feel like talking about it anymore, i hope your album flops, goodnight.” you said before turning off your lamp on your nightstand and turning over.
jermaine stood there in defeat. he placed his notepad on the dresser, getting closer to your vanity to examine your flowers. he tried to find the card that was once in the cardholder but it was empty. jermaine sat to wonder to himself. had he been so selfish and neglectful that another man was taking his place? who could this mystery man possibly be? does he know him or is this random stranger?
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