Ripped Dresses
Word count: 830
Pairings: Jack Harlow x Reader
Warnings: Daddy kink, smut, breeding kink, swearing
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You were dripping. Thighs surely glistening and sticky. You just couldnât help it when he looked like that. You were only married for three months now, and you were definitely still in that honeymoon phase. You watched as he sipped his drink, laughing with his friends. He was just so fucking hot. A short sleeve button up shirt and jeans, sunglasses up in his hair.
âY/n!â
You snapped out of your gaze, âhm?â
âI said have y'all gone back to your home town to see your family yet?â
âOh, no weâre going next month, I think.â You were squeezing your legs together trying to take your thoughts away from your gorgeous husband. God, that felt good to say; husband.
He caught your eye, and you kept eye contact for a while before your friends called your name again. It wasnât long before Jack made his way over to you, laying kisses on your shoulder as he pulled you into him.
âIâm gettinâ tired, angel. Letâs go home, hm?â
âOk baby, letâs say goodbye.â
Jack sped all the way home, his cock was hard and throbbing. He jumped out of the car, barely stopping it, and made his way over to your side faster than you could unbuckle your seatbelt. He pulled you out and dragged you inside.
âThink I didnât see how you were looking at me? How you were rubbing your thighs together?â
âYou looked so sexy Jack, canât I be attracted to my husband?â That made him go absolutely feral. He picked you up and took you to your room, throwing you in the bed and unbuttoning his shirt.
âCâmon! Youâre taking too long!â
âBe patient or youâre not cumming,â that shut you up real quick.
You moaned lightly at the sight of his dripping cock, your stomach jumping at the way it stood up all red and drippy.
He got on the bed and crawled closer to you, placing his hands at the neckline of your dress and ripping it down the middle.
âGet you a new one, get you one in every color. Love you in these, I just canât wait,â he dipped his head down and began licking you through your panties. He lapped at the stickiness on your thighs and sucked bruises into the delicate skin.
Jack spent a good 30 minutes down there; three fingers pumping in and out of you while his tongue was flicking at your clit. You came twice just from that, he wanted you sensitive and swollen, ready for his cock.
âYou ready for me, baby?â
âYes, daddy.â
âYou sure? Once Iâm in, Iâm not stopping,â he warned.
âYes, please I need that!â
Without another word, he slammed into you, he was feral, fast rough thrusts and growls against your ear.
âI love your cock Jack. Love it, itâs my favorite, daddy.â
âKnow it is, baby. Can't get enough of it, can you?â He was pressing down on your lower stomach as he slammed into you over and over again. The squelch was filthy but it only spurred you both on.
âItâs s-so fuckinâ big, daddy!â
âYeah but you love it, love how it stretches you open,â he growled, biting gently at your neck.
You were screaming at this point, it felt so good. His head was a mess from you grabbing at it, face flushed and concentrated. Your eyes were rolling back into your head, it was all too much, but not enough at the same time.
âHarder!â
âFuck youâre filthy,â he smirked.
It was a no brainer that you both had a breeding kink, when you got married you went on the pill and Jack threw out every condom he owned. Even before you were married, heâd always promised to fill you up one day. And now that he fills you up almost everyday? Youâre obsessed. Heâs got tons of pictures of his cum dripping out of your pussy in his hidden folder. Polaroids too.
âFill me up, daddy. Please, I need it so bad!â You moaned breathily into his neck. You cling to him and bucked your hips. You craved this closeness all the damn time. There was never a passing moment where you didnât want to be touching him in some way.
âYeah, gonna make it stick baby. Breed you full of my cum. Would you like that mamas?â You nodded feverishly: âCourse you would, dirty girl.â
âPlease! I just want it! I want it so fucking bad, please!â
His thumb was rubbing harsh, fast circles into your clit, lips sucking and kissing at every inch of skin he could reach. He was close, he always got extra touchy whenever he came.
âYes! Yes, fill me up, please!â You squeaked.
âAnything for you, mamas. Anything.â With that, you both came. He collapsed onto you and you sighed in relief at the close proximity.
âShould wear those shirts more often huh?â Jack chuckled
âUh-huh. Prefer you without them though.â
âNow thatâs indecent mamas,â he teased.
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