Being Jack Abbots younger gf who’s wine drunk and naked in the kitchen, teasing him.
MDNI 18+
warnings: afab, a little bit of mean jack :p, unprotected p in v, name calling, readers a tease as always <3, use of daddy-i knowwww i knowww im sorry (not rlly)
Jack hates when you get wine drunk with your friends.
Not because he hates you going out and having a fun brunch with your girlfriends, but because because he tries his best not to touch you unless you’re 100% sober and right now you’re teasing him.
Prancing around the house naked, plucking a popsicle out of the freezer and making a show of sucking on it. He’s watching from the couch arm rest, arms crossed over his chest, face straight, cock hard.
“Why’re you doing this to me baby?” He asks roughly, eyes scanning down your body. “What’d you mean Jackie?” You giggle, twirling the popsicle in your mouth, “I told you I’m hot.” you say leaning over the counter, tits pressing against your arms. You’ll get him one way or another.
Jack grunts softly from his place on the couch and lets out a huff before he’s shaking his head and pushing himself up, walking over to you slowly. You watch him with big eyes, trying to hide your smirk.
He grabs the stick of the popsicle and pushes it deeper into your throat slowly a couple o’ times, watching you before pulling it out and throwing it into the sink, then he replaces it with his thumb. The colors from it mixed with your spit on his finger gets his cock even more strained against his jeans. He uses his other hand to tug down the zipper before he moves behind you.
You can’t help the sly smile that decorates your lips as he pushes your upper back, making your chest hit the counter. You feel his cock push between your thighs, rubbing along your sopping wet folds. He leans into you after pulling his shirt off, you can feel his broadness completely covering your back. His warm breath settles right against your ear.
“This what you wanted? Hm?” He asks lowly, nipping at your ear, the head of his cock catching on your clit. You gasp at the feeling and nod “p-please jackie” you whimper, he’s pushing your face against the cool tile of the island counter.
He slams his hips into yours without warning making you cry out at the stretch. From how wet you were there wasn’t really any resistance. He paws at your hips, grabbing them rough enough to leave bruises in the absence of his fingertips. He pulls out before pulling your body back onto him. “Been fucking parading around here all day like a slut.” He’s grunting, skin slapping against yours.
When he feels you clench around him at the word he chuckles deeply from behind you, “yeah? like behind daddy’s little slut?” To blissed out on his cock to answer, just moans floating from your pretty lips he’s lifts you by your face, grabbing your chin in his fingers with a rough “answer me.” you nod, stuttering out “y-yes”
“Yeeaah, I know baby” he whispers, pushing you back over and pounding into you again.
