cw: f!reader, mdni, smut, belly bulge, jack is a little shit
Youβd like to smack the stupid smirk from Jackβs face when he bottoms out inside of you, but heβs got your wrists pinned to your back. The raw force of his hips meeting yours forces a whimper out of you, making him chuckle.Β
βYou okay there, princess?β he asks.Β
Just as youβre about to answer in a tone he probably wouldnβt like, he pulls out a few inches and thrusts back into you so hard that the whole bed shakes. Your entire face is mushed into the mattress, which just so barely muffles your surprised shriek.
βFuck, Jack,β you gasp.Β
His thick cock pulses inside of you as you clench around him as if youβre trying to suck him in deeper.Β
βHm?β he hums innocently.Β
With one hand, he keeps hold of your wrists while the other rests on your hip. His thumb smooths over the delicate skin of your lower back, but you barely register the sweet gesture as he thrusts forward again, pushing your face deeper into the pillows.Β
A whine falls from your lips, which Jack shushes immediately.Β
βAww, poor baby,β he coos. His voice is soft and sweet as honey, dripping with faux concern.
He tugs at your wrists, practically forcing you into a more upright position. With your back almost pressed against his chest, you wobble slightly, but Jackβs got you. His free arm wraps around your tummy, keeping you upright.Β
βThere you go, sweetheart,β he murmurs, his breath tickling the shell of your ear. βYou can take it, canβt you?β
He fucks up into you, the thick head of him aiming at your G-spot so hard that you think youβll bruise. Sweat drips down your back, and your breathless, high-pitched moans fill the room.Β
His hand on your belly moves lower and presses down against the distended shape of his cock.Β
βJa-ack,β you gasp, the one-syllable word disrupted by a particularly rough roll of his hips.Β
βUh-uh, baby, itβs okay. You like this, I promise.βΒ
