pad of his thumb - older bf!jack abbot x fem!reader
content warning: smut, pwnp, fingering, reader sucks jacks thumb, unprotected p in v, reader calling jack ‘daddy, dada, dad’, jack calling reader ‘kid, sweet girl, baby, angel, good girl’
a/n: this feels very filthy, i hope u guys like it :3 not proofread!
the sloppy sound of jack abbot’s fingers pumping lazily into your soaked pussy was drowned out from the sight of you sucking on his thumb.
jack felt perverted from watching the way you suckled on his finger, your hips thrusting forward to chase after his palm every time he got slow.
“that feel good, sweet girl? my fingers filling you up?” he murmured deeply, pressing down the pad of his thumb on your tongue, watching the way your saliva coated your soft lips.
you hummed around his thumb, reaching a hand down to rub your throbbing clit. “yeah, dada. feel so full.” you whimpered, chasing the stimulation coming from yours and jacks fingers.
“god, kid. you look like a wet dream.” he moaned, pulling his thumb from your mouth with a wet pop, replacing it with his mouth.
you whined into his mouth, pulling on his shirt to pull his body onto yours. “need you inside me, jack. need you to- to fill me up.” you pleaded, pulling his fingers out from your clenching cunt.
“fuck. okay, baby. i’ll give you my cock.”
the room was filled with the sounds of shuffling and clothes being removed, jack making quick work of his jean zip and boxers.
“there you go, kid. just like that.” he soothed as he pressed his tip into your folds, watching in awe as his length slipped in with ease, squelching as your arousal dripped around his cock.
“d- daddy, fuck. you’re so big.” you moaned, thighs clenching as he bottomed out.
“ah ah ah, watch your language.” jack scolded, making you whimper in response. the contrast of the dirty scene happening below your waist and his reprimand at your foul language.
“‘m s- sorry, jackie.” you apologised, rutting your hips against him. “feels so good. need you to move.”
jack responded with an abrupt thrust of his hips, making you moan from how deep he felt. it took less than a minute for your brain to grow hazy and your legs to lock around him.
“you gonna cum, angel? gonna cum on my cock?” jack huffed, trailing his thumb that was still wet from your saliva to rub your clit, earning a gasp and a jerk of your hips.
your head fell to his shoulder, whining as you nodded. “yeah. yeah ‘m gonna cum, dad-“ jack cut you off with a messy kiss, groaning into your mouth as you came on his cock.
“good girl, there you go. shit, i’m- i’m gonna cum in you-“ jack stilled inside of you as he came inside of you, some of his release trailing onto your thighs as he pulled out.
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