— ᨳଓ . porn with no plot really
contains: swearing, sum roughness, creampie (no preggo dw lol), lil short so sorry its just a blurb
"That's a real pretty skirt you got there."
Your head lifted from your book, and sure enough, there was Jackie, leaning against the wall like he hadn't a care in the world. Always bothering you when you had some peace.
You rolled your eyes the second you saw him. "Don't you got a tree to bark up, Jackie?"
A slow grin spread across his face, looking far too pleased with himself. "Well, that ain't very nice, y/n."
He walks over, looking like trouble as usual. Afro picked to it's best shape, pants perfectly fitted, and his shirt buttoned. Jackie had a rep around town along with his brothers, but he was a sly one. Always using that smooth talk he's been practicing on every pretty girl he could find willing to listen. He'd tried all that on you before. It never worked. Well, not in the way he wanted. These days he seemed to flirt just to watch you roll your eyes at him, and judging by that grin he always wore afterward, he thought it was the funniest thing in the world. But one day you'd give in.
"Can't be nice to devils," you say shrugging.
"You reading?" He asks stepping over.
"Mm. Sounds about right."
"What you want?" you asked him.
"You not gonna take the compliment I gave you?" he asks innocently, but you knew his mind was far from innocent. The skirt was pretty, sure, but knowing Jackie, he hadn't brought it up just to be nice. He always had something up his sleeve, and judging by the grin threatening to pull at the corners of his mouth, today was no different.
"Need your help with something" he then says looking around the room.
"Where your brothers at?" You asked mostly because you wanted to hear what excuse he'd come up with.
Jackie sucked his teeth. "Somewhere doin' somethin'."
He rolled his eyes at you, "I ain't my brothers' keeper."
A small smile tugged at your lips. "You kinda are. You're the oldest."
He loved his brothers so of course what he said was a lie. You watched him shift his weight, hands sliding into his pockets. For a second, he looked almost annoyed that you weren't making this easy. "You gon' help me or not?"
Or not, you thought to yourself. You huffed to yourself and got up.
You walk passed him and into the hallway, you then stop and turn, "Don't try anything Jackie" you tell him before walking. He puts his hands up in a surrender motion, he then follows right behind you. Of course, his eyes happened to glance down every time you walked, he couldn't help himself. You both walk to another room, bunch of stuff, stuff that needed to be thrown out or sold.
"Told you I needed help" Jackie said slightly annoyed looking at the mess.
"Yeah, but i'm the wrong person to call. I'm not getting my hands dirty over this," you tell him looking around.
"Look, you can clean your little hands later. Just help me with this before it gets crowded around here," he says moving some stuff. You rolled your eyes, but slowly eased into helping. You moved stuff around, putting it up on new shelves and tables. You then tried lifting something up, it was heavy, you could pick it up if you wanted to. Luckily you didn't want to.
“Jackie,” you called his name, and he turned around at once. “It’s too heavy. Pick it up for me,” you said, nodding toward the box.
He followed your gesture, then gave you a look like he was trying not to smile. “Bossy,” he muttered, more amused than anything.
Still, he walked over and crouched down to it.
His hands reached first, long fingers wrapping around the edges, palms steady as he tested the weight like it was nothing. The veins along the back of his hands shifted slightly as he lifted it, effortless, like the box had no business being called heavy in the first place.
"This needs to get thrown out anyways, i'll be back" he says walking out the door, leaving it cracked to get back in.
You then turn away and start looking through some old stuff. More books, fans, music notes, just stuff. You lean over to grab something, as you do, it only took a few seconds to hear Jackie's footsteps from the hall. He almost fully walked in, just before his steps stopped. There you were, bent over something, skirt lightly high up, just enough to have your panties show. He stares, just keeping quiet, but you knew he was there. You lightly smiled to yourself. So, you bent over more, pretending to find something. Jackie felt himself grow hard underneath his pants as you did. His eyes were low, he tried being a gentlemen and looked away.
"You need some help over there?" he asks.
He was already moving before you answered, footsteps slow as he came up behind you, careful not to crowd you too fast… even if he ended up closer than he probably meant to be.
“No, why?” you said without looking up.
"Because, you're bent over like you're asking for some help" he says looking at you.
You scoffed to yourself and sat up, "Or maybe, you just can't help yourself."
"Maybe I can't help myself." He closes the door and walks up to you, "You did that on purpose?" he asks you.
"I don't know what you're talking about," you say shrugging at him, but you knew.
"You sure like tempting people," he says tilting his head at you. "Or is it just me?"
"And what would I get out of tempting you?" you asked.
“Don’t know, baby,” he said, voice easy, like it wasn’t nothin’. “Maybe a reward.” He shifted his weight, hands slidin’ into his pockets, eyes still on you.
"And what's this award?" you asked him tilting your head, now you were playing along. For once it was Jackie being teased, but not for long.
"Hm, it involves these hands running down that skirt I love so much," he mumbles to you. Then, he gets closer. His hand lightly ran down your skirt, just like he said. "Maybe a little more," he says. His hand hovered right above your hip, your heart was racing, but you wasn't gonna back out now.
"What if I want more than that? What if I wanna feel your hands lower?' you asked him, and with that his hands went lower, right on your butt. His hands gently caressed through the fabric of the skirt.
"Like this, or you want some more?" he asks looking at you. There it is was, that hunger he's been trynna hide every since he's laid eyes on you. You both looked at each other, then slowly but surely started kissing. You both gave the nastiest yet wettest kisses, its almost as if the tension finally started to settle down between you. Your hands found their way to his face, you held onto him, tasting every bit of him.
His kisses trailed down your neck, sucking some spots then coming back to kiss you. You pulled him back against you, the table bumping behind you.
"Shit, you making this hard," he says between kisses.
You kissed him back fully, "I make that dick hard Jackie?" you ask him. He lets out a low groan hearing you say that, and it was every bit true. As much as he tried being a gentleman, you damn near made it impossible.
"Everytime, want you to come handle it for me," he says grabbing your face now. He shuts you up from any back talk, just kissing your lips. Your hands travel down to his pants, lightly rubbing over his bulge.
"Take it out," he says breaking the kiss lightly.
"Ion need you telling me what to do," you replied smartly. You undid his pants, pulling down just the top. His dick sprung out as if it couldn't wait to feel your fingers over it. You hum lightly as you stroke it from his pants. He let out a small moan from you doing so.
"Don't get flip" he says before making his move to your panties. His fingers hooked into the waistband of your cotton panties and dragged them down your thighs. They were soaked through, clinging for a second before they slipped free. Jackie let them drop to the floor, then spun you around so your hips met the edge of the table.
"You all confident now, just wait" he says his hands rubbing and massaging your sides. Your skirt was still on, just your panties and shoes off.
"With the way you be acting, my expectations is high," you say looking back at him. He chuckled again, looking right at you.
“Mm-hm,” he said, slow. “Look at you talkin’ big now.”
He eased you forward until your palms met the surface of the table. His body pressed close behind you, dick just sliding between your thighs, dark tip right between your slit folds, just teasing. You moan lightly feeling the pressure hit where you needed him most. He gently kisses the side of your face, before letting you relax.
"Pussy just wet" he says. You felt him angle lower, the blunt tip nudging at your entrance before sliding back up with your wetness to tap your swollen clit again. Another soft whimper slipped out of you.
“Jackie…” The word came out half plea, half warning.
He chuckled low. “Yeah, I hear you. Just making sure you’re ready for all this.”
One hand smoothing up your spine. "Easy," he murmured. "I got you."
He pressed forward slow, letting you feel every inch as he stretched you open. Your walls fluttered around him, trying to pull him deeper, but he stopped halfway, holding still so you could adjust to his thickness.
One hand curled around the front of your throat, not squeezing, just enough to tilt your head back so he could hear every sound.
"Shit, that's good," he says to himself, letting you get comfortable with him. “Why you not talkin’ now?” he asks, a small grin tugging at his mouth.
You grunt underneath your breath, you were quiet now, besides the small moans that tickled from your lips.
Your hands focused on the table, keeping balanced. He waited until you were good before he started pushing in n out. Your back arches slowly as he did, you hated to admit it, but damn did he feel good. His dick gave you a whole new reason to sing out, his strokes felt perfect.
"Hmm, good girl mama," he says thrusting his dick, the slickness started filling up the room. His free hand gripped your hip, pulling you back to meet each stroke as he began to fuck your pussy. Your ass smacked against him and he pushed your right up against him.
You moaned at his praise, pussy still clenched around dick. "Mhm-Jackieeee," you moan quietly.
"Hm, I'm here baby" he says before giving you slow strokes giving you a break.
"Don't wanna give you too much," he says before spreading you open some more. His hand lightly smacked your ass, grinning to himself.
"Then again, this what you wanted right?" he asks you. You nod your head slow, back still arched for him. He starts to speed up again, balls hitting right on your clit.
"Oh my gosh, mmhgn-" you say trying to keep quiet.
"I wanna see your face," he says lowly. His fingers gently pulled your head up, making you look back at him.
Your eyes were watery from the pleasure building up inside you, your pussy couldn't take it anymore. He knew, the way your walls were clenching around his thick dick.
"You wanna cum mama?" he asks looking at you, same sly grin on his face.
"Please," you whimpered out to him, "Please let me cum Jackie, I need I need it." He liked this, seeing you so desperately wanting to cum on his dick.
"Ah damn," he says as he feels you flood his dick with your juices, he keeps the same pace, pounding the same spot to keep your orgasm going.
He then felt himself about to cum, "Ready for your reward baby?" he asks you quietly. You moan out quietly as he still thrusted in you. Your ass still pounding against his hips.
"Mhm there we go, gonna cum," he says moaning. He goes deeper in you, then warm cum shoots out from his dick, painting the inside of your womb. He goes slow, giving you every last pound he got, making sure his cum goes deep in you. He stayed pressed close, breathing hard against your shoulder. He then slowly pulls out and watches his nut drip out your pretty pussy. His fingers lightly spread open your lips, he smiles to himself.
"Fuck," you let out a tired groan before sitting up. You were out of breath, but you felt good. You look to him, and lean in to kiss him again.
"Felt good huh?" he says before kissing you back
author's note; this was so short omg lmfao. ignore typos etc 🌚.
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