thinking about reader dragging her wet cunt over Jason’s thigh to get off.
𑄝੭ MDNI ── smut
You're already trembling when he pulls you into his lap, one thick thigh sliding between yours. "Look at you," he murmurs, voice low and warm, "clinging to me like you can't wait another second." His hands settle on your waist, thumbs stroking slow circles over your skin as he guides you forward until your bare cunt meets the hard muscle of his thigh.
Heat radiates through the denim, and the first slow drag of your slick folds over the firm line of his leg draws a shaky sound from your throat. He chuckles, the sound rumbling in his chest. "Already soaked, sweetheart. Making such a pretty mess on my jeans." He flexes the muscle beneath you, giving you something solid to grind against, and the pressure against your swollen clit makes your hips jerk.
"That's it," he encourages, one palm sliding up your spine to cradle the back of your neck. "Use me. Take what you need." Every roll of your hips smears more of your arousal across the dark fabric, the wet spot spreading with each needy pass. His cock is a thick, insistent line against your hip, twitching every time you whimper, but he doesn't rush you. He just watches, eyes dark, letting you set the pace.
Your fingers curl into his shoulders, nails biting through his shirt as the friction builds. Pleasure coils tight and low, each drag of your clit over the denim sending sparks racing up your spine. He leans in, lips brushing the shell of your ear. "I can feel how close you are. Your little pussy's fluttering, baby. Gonna come just from rubbing on my thigh?"
You nod, breathless, too far gone to feel shy. The words only make you grind harder, chasing the edge. He meets each movement with a subtle lift of his leg, giving you more pressure, more friction, until your rhythm falters and your thighs start to shake.
"There you go," he whispers, voice rough with affection. "Let it happen. I've got you." His free hand slips between your bodies, thumb finding your clit for one gentle circle, and that's all it takes. Your orgasm crashes over you in hot, pulsing waves, your cunt clenching around nothing as you soak his thigh even more. He holds you steady through it, murmuring soft praise against your temple while your hips twitch and your breath stutters.
When the aftershocks fade, he eases you down against his chest, one big hand stroking your back in slow, soothing lines.
"My good girl," he says quietly, pressing a kiss to your damp forehead. "So beautiful when you come for me."
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