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[luhslilbitch-blog]

Drunk ‘n Love - (SW)

Warning(s): sex, cursing, alcohol, Daddy kink Word Count: 1.531 Request? Yes

Your POV:

“Jack, I’m not really sure about this. You know how I get when I drink way too much,” you warned your childhood friend Jack Johnson. He has been pushing you to go to Nate’s party tonight, claiming that you ‘need to have more fun, and quit being a grandma’. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to go, the problem is that your long time crush Sammy Wilkinson is going to be there. You had met Sam three years ago while the Jack’s were filming the video for 'Like That’ in 2014. From the very first time you layed eyes on him, you immediately felt a ping in your heart. And here you are, three years, still crushing on the handsome man.

“Oh, Y/N! Just come on. This is about Sam, isn’t it?” Jack said smirking at the way you hid your face, ashamed.

“Okay, it might be— but only a little bit!” you tried to defend yourself as Jack continued to laugh. “You can shut up now, it’s not that funny.”

Jack’s body was sprawled out on your bed as his giggling continued, “I-I’m sorry, dude. It’s j-just so funny!”

“Just hush and help me find something to wear, JJ,” you said swinging your closet door open. Jack slowly began to calm down from his fit of laughter he got up to help.

“Jack, this is just a too bit revealing. Something else?” you asked, the shorts you have on had a large cutout on the sides that were lashed together loosely. The top was a cut bang tee with a plunging neck line, which reveals much more than you’d like. Jack had insisted that this whole outfit was perfectly fine.

“Quit worrying Y/N, you look pretty damn good,” he said handing you a pair of black lace up heels, “now put 'em on, bitch.”

“Uh-un. No way in hell I’m wearing those, my feet will fall off in pain,” you said pushing the heels into his chest.

“Do. It. Dammit.” he said shoving you onto your ass, placing the heels on you feet. “Now lets go!”

— (skip car ride) —

The music pumped loudly as you tried to weave through the large crowd of drunk idiots. You spotted your best friends Nate, Gilinsky, Dillon, Derek, and lastly Sammy standing in the kitchen with red solo cups pressed to their lips. Immediately the boys spotted you, you were handed shots upon shots.

“Hey, boys,” you shout above the loud music after downing the four shots.

“Surprised seeing you here. I thought you said you weren’t coming, Y/N?” Derek chuckled.

“I wasn’t going to, but JJ practically begged me to come,” you said looking at Sammy who was eyeing you up and down, a smirk plastered on his face.

“Damn, Ma. You look good, very very good,” a drunk Sammy said licking his lips seductively.

“Hey, Sammy wanna dance,” you asked shyly, looking at Sammy’s outfit. Holy shit, he looked good. He had on a loose fitting grey tee, which showed off his strong arms and the veins running up them. And a pair of ripped jeans, topped off with a pair of black vans. And his hair is perfectly styled as always.

“Of course, Ma. Ladies first,” he said as you led him to the packed dance floor. Your hips swayed against the beat of the music, his hands placed tightly onto your hips. “You are such an amazing dancer, baby girl,” he slurred into your ear.

“Is that so, baby,” you said grinding against his hardening shaft. He groaned lightly in your ear, the alcohol had definitely taken over your bodies as you guys sexily danced.

“Let’s take this upstairs to my room, baby girl,” he asked, grabbing ahold of you wrist. You followed closely behind him and up the stairway to his large bedroom. You stumbled forwards as your eyes scanned around Sammy’s large bedroom. You were brought out of your trance as strong arms snaked around your exposed waist.

“Y/N, lay down baby girl,” he whispered seductively in your ear, while kissing down your neck. You nodded your head and began to strip of your clothing, you were left in nothing but your panties as you placed your body against the cold white sheets

You were shocked when you felt both of your ankles being gripped and pulled down to the edge of the bed. Supporting yourself on your elbows, you looked at a shirtless Sammy. His body was nicely tanned and toned in a good way, as he was not too muscular and not lanky. “Sammy, please. I want y–” you got cut off by your own moan as Sammy kissed and sucked at the skin of your inner thighs.

“Shh, baby. Daddy’s got you baby girl,” he said as his he pulled your underwear down your legs with his teeth. He left sloppy kissing as he made his way back up to your soaking core, kissing everywhere but where you needed him most. You were about to complain when his tongue lightly flicked your swollen clit.

Your back instinctively arching up from the bed, “Uh, Sammy,” I moaned. His grip on your hips tightening harshly, “fuck, daddy! Just like that,” you whisper as he continued to suck your bundle of nerves. Suddenly, he thrusts two fingers inside you, causing you to scream out in pleasure. “Uh, fuck. I-I’m going to c-cum,” you moan as Sammy’s movements became faster. You reach down to grip onto his brown locks as your back arched up.

“C'mon, baby girl, cum for Daddy,” he moaned against your heat. Your hand gripped his wrist that was holding down your hips as euphoria took over your entire body. “How was that, Y/N,” he chuckled as he wiped off the juices from his mouth and chin. You couldn’t even form words as your body felt completely drained.

“You certainly do know how to please a woman, that is for sure,” you slurred. Sitting up, you tug down his jeans and underwear, flipping your bodies over so you could straddle his waist.

You ground your heat against his hard dick as he tilts his head back groaning in pleasure. “F-fuck, just like that, baby girl,” he moans, gripping your hips to move faster. Quickly, he rolled you onto your back so he could be on top again.

“Don’t tease, baby. It’ll only make daddy angry,” he said slapping your ass hard. You yelped as he flipped you onto your stomach. “Face down, ass up, Y/N,” he said slapping your ass again. Sitting up on your knees, you shoved your upper body into the pillows as Sammy thrusted into you from behind.

“Oh, god! Fuck!” you shouted as he deeply thrusted at a slow pace, hitting your g-spot. “You like that, Ma?” Sammy smirked as he groaned.

“Mhmm, ah! Right there Daddy,” you moaned as his thrusts became faster. At this moment you were both moaning in pleasure. He grabbed your hair pulling your body up, your back pressing flush against his chest.

“You like being fucked like this don’t you?” He grunted as his pace quickened. A hard slap echoed in the room as he smacked your ass, “Y/N, answer me, baby,” he whispers into your ear.

“Yes! Yes, Sammy! Fuck, I’m going to-” you were cut off by Sammy, “Me too, Y/N, me too,” he moaned as his thrusts became sloppy. You screamed out as the coil in your stomach tightened, your body went limp as you moan Sammy’s name repeatedly. He moaned your name with a few profanities as his own release spills inside you.

His whole body collapsed as he tried to regain his normal breathing pace. He slowly pulled out as he peppered your neck with kisses. “That was a-fucking-mazing, damn,” he said kissing your forehead.

Your breathing came to a steady pace as did Sammy’s. You placed your head on his chest, his fingers traced shapes onto your exposed back.

“Sammy, I think– I, um, I should leave,” you said lifting your body from his, you had completely sobered up. Standing up, you began to look for your discarded clothing.

“W-what? I don’t want you to leave,” he said stopping your movement by grabbing your face with both his hands. “I-I like you, Y/N! Please tell me this was more than a drunk fuck to you,” he asked nervously.

You were so shocked you didn’t even know how to respond. “I, um, I guess not,” Sammy said dropping his hands from your face. You quickly registered what he said, and you pushed yourself flush against him.

“Of course Sammy. I’ve liked you for quite some time actually,” you said placing your arms around his neck.

“Oh thank god,” he mumbled, all upset erasing from his perfect face, “okay, please come back to bed?”

“Gladly, my body is worn out,” you giggled, laying back down your head in his chest again. He pressed quick kisses to your forehead as his hand traced invisible figures onto your back again.Eventually, his movements came to a halt as light snores left his lips. Your body slowly drifted to sleep as you listened to his steady heartbeat.

—- Hope this worked!! Requests are still open so keep 'em comin❤️

[gilinksy-johnsonn]

Wedding/Life Series???

Should I do a series like wedding series with one of the Omaha boys or even Derek?? Send me a message with one of these votes:

1-Skate

2- Gilinsky

3-Johnson

4-Sammy

5- Derek Luh

I will be telling the top choice Sunday night and will begin writing the series Monday and do some imagines in between.

[counselormaloley]

Omaha High Chapter 3 Outfit Sets- Chapter 3 should be up by tonight, I'm going to start editing it as soon as I get home from school.

[saucy-luh]

He's such a pretty person

[vlogsquadtrash]

Black // Jack Johnson

[california-kake]

Okay my peeps!!

let me know what kind of content you want to see. i'm excited to come back to the tumblr world fully!! i love doing text imagines and writing short little blurbs but i try not to do much more than that because than it just comes out crappy! request!!! when a request is sent in it will be done within a week of it being requested!!! i'll do most of the imagines you request! if i don't feel comfortable writing it i won't do it!!

i love you guys!!

[zay-lee]

Happy birthday!!// FreshLee gang

I woke up of the smell of pancakes then I realized it was my 19th birthday I put on my Short’s and tank and went downstairs where everyone was at. When I walked​ in I saw everyone setting up the table up for breakfast, Jack g and Jack j cooking, Stasis making smoothes, Sam putting the fruits on the table. Dillon playing music, Madison putting balloons up.

“Hey guys…” I said smiling

They all turn around and said Happy birthday to me.

“Hey love, Happy birthday” Stasis said hugging me

“Happy birthday babygirl” Dillon said kissing my cheek

“Your 19 years old, Damn my lil sister is growing up” JJ said

“ Thanks guys, you know y'all did not have to do this for my birthday” I said smiling

“Yah we do” JJ said

“Pluse you did this for our birthday, so payback is not always a bitch” Sammy said laughing

“Where’s Nate?” I said sitting down

“He’s coming” Jack g said bring me my plate and kissing my forehead

We all sat down and ate. Jack g and JJ are good Cooks to be honest, so we were talking about what we are going today for my birthday.

“Hey mama happy birthday” Nate said kissing me on my cheek

“Hah thank you” I said hugging him

“So, you keep on telling us your going to treat yourself with own birthday present🎁” sammy said

“Yeah I’m getting a tattoo” I said

“Where?” Stasis said

“On my right hand” I said drinking my smoothie

They all look at me sideways.

“What?” I said

“That’s gonna hurt” JJ said

“For real” Nate said

“Ik” I said

“Anyway,go get dress cause we are going take you to your birthday spot” Dillon said

“Thanks for the breakfast guys” I said running to my room, when I saw a bag that said

‘Happy birthday princess!! I got you this outfit that you really wanted. Anyway put it in on I wanna see my girl shine- Nate

I started to sqeaul! It was a white see through crop top with a see through skirt to match with it. and my shoes, gold heels with a smaller heel!!. I took a shower out in my bra and panties put on the outfit that Nate bought me . I put on my clothes and did my make up. Straighten my hair then went downstairs were everyone was at still getting ready.

“Dammn” Dillon said

“My babe looking sexy!!” Stasis said

“ Haha thanks guys especially Nate’s for buy me this outfit” I said hugging him

“You really wanted the outfit so I bought it for ya” he said

“Before we go I got you a present” Stasis said handing me a box. I open it my jaws it was a Tira that was sparkling when I opened it.

“Stasis…..” I said looking shocked

“Here Lemme put it on you” she said

She put it in me.

“Thank you love,” I said hugging her

“Np” she giggled. So we went out and went to an hooka bar and meet up with Derek and keV and we started to smoke the hooka when Derek and Skate stand up on the bar.

“I need everyone to say happy birthday to the most sexiest and dopes girl the fuckin world” Derek said

“Happy birthday Mami” Skate said kissing my cheek

“Thank you” I smiled

afterwe got done smoking we went to go to get my tattoo done  and we went out to a club. all I can say is I had the best birthday ever... even with Nate

[gilinskys-wifey]

Cuz I just got back into writing... here are a few of my older imagines😅 idk if they’re any good tho haha

Masterlist!

~Skate Maloley imagines:

Meet&greet (pt.2)

~Jack Gilinsky imagines:

Two can play that game

The Omaha squad made me do it -SMUT

~Matt Espinosa imagines:

Christmas love (kind of a smut)

~Dillon Rupp imagines:

I Love You 

~Kenny Holland imagines:

Picture Perfect

~Taylor Caniff imagines:

Love in the Back Seat of the Car

FAN FICTIONS!

~Jack Gilinsky imagine: DON’T TRUST MAGAZINES

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

~Sam Wilkinson and Jack Gilinsky fanfiction: MESSED UP LOVE:

Part 1

Part 2

[thefamilyineverknew]

Turning 47: pt. VI

“Carry On, My Wayward Son”

16-17 May 2018

Following the directions given by the Waze app, I twist through street lit asphalt noodles on the outskirts of Kansas City toward Bruce’s house. I have no real idea where I am, having surrendered my Rand McNally skills to Lord GPS, the Omniscient. It’ll do, though this willingness to give in to technology does have me concerned about the plight of human capability, knowledge, and will.

The idea of Kansas City used to set my imagination alight. Having grown up 3 1/2 hrs north in Des Moines, Iowa, Kansas City meant one thing: Worlds of Fun amusement park. And I was certain it was...worlds of fun. If only we could have stopped there once when traveling to see our relatives in southwestern Kansas. We never did. The closest we got was a drive-by; seeing the tracks of the Zambezi Zinger and Orient Express roller coasters rising up above the tree line behind the gates. Here it comes, here it comes, here it COMES...there it goes. So close!

I make it to Bruce’s place. He’s putting his kids to bed, but offers me a beer from a local KC brewery and tells me to sit down & relax. I’ve known Bruce since 2nd grade, but we were never all that close growing up, just in the same class. However, in the last 10 yrs we have been able to reconnect via FB, and I’m grateful for it. This stop will be the third time I get to see the man during my stint in the U.S.; twice in Chicago, and then this time.

Bruce Copeland casts a wide net for people, open to hearing an opposing idea, and generous and accepting that there is room to differ without getting bent out of shape. A welcomed relief in this day & age. He has a big heart, and grateful to those who stepped into his life to help get him on the right track. This Bruce is nothing like the one I knew in elementary school; undisciplined, rambunctious, and hilariously disruptive. No, this Bruce is a good sounding board, measured and wise.

He comes down from putting his kids to bed, and we shoot the bull. Talk about professoring and what that was like, the drive, where I’m headed next. And then I lay down the story of the Ancestry results and subsequent message I received from my birth mother. I had yet to contact Arla again, save for letting her know that I would be in contact after processing this huge information, which is what I had been doing, slowly, in waves. Bruce takes it in stride, and we just chill.

The next morning, I’m up early (for me) staring down the barrel of a 9 hr drive. Bruce makes some coffee and we chat about old times, a bit of “where are they now” and “remember when”. So good and all so improbable. I’m completely open to all of this improbability. It seems to be the soup in which I am swimming.

I hit the road west again, this time across the Sunflower State: Kansas.

Now, this drive is notoriously monotonous, droning on forever in a dull, never-ending string of utter nothingness; at least for most. This is not the case for me. I grew up taking this trip at least once a year, fighting for room with my 4 brothers in the back of our brown 1984 Dodge Caravan, sometimes with a dead animal strapped to the rooftop for my dad to taxidermy later (the inspiration for one of my band��s songs,”Skunk in a Box”). For me, the drive is actually dynamic; cruising past vast wheat fields, big white grain elevators, sprawling irrigation crawlers, paralleling the occasional, impossibly long freight train, and rolling through the sand hills where I used to imagine playing Cowboys & Indians (growing up being told that I was 25% Native American, I always fought for team Indian). So the drive, for me, is sheer nostalgic joy.

In making my way to Garden City, I decide to go through the town where I spent my formative years from 2-7; Hutchinson, Kansas. In my mind, and experience, Hutchinson is a place trapped in memories ending in 1978, when we moved to Des Moines. In those memories, it’s always sunny, warm, and golden, like a postcard or advertisement of the time. It’s always Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood. It’s always Sesame Street. Always the Krofft Supershow. Always CHiPs. Always The Six Million Dollar Man.

What was our old address? I had it memorized in 1st grade, but now? Hmmm. I kinda recognize these streets, but...hmmm. Eventually I make my way to W. 25th Street and see our old house, remembering jumping up & down on that porch with excitement as a boy, seeing Grandma & Grandpa Rupp pulling up in their impossible road yacht, a 1971 Chrysler New Yorker. And there was my best friend Marci McCoy’s house, where we used to eat Zingers and watch cartoons. And there was the church, across the parking lot from our house, where my dad went through his ordination process to become a pastor. All there, but altered, slightly, by time.

This whole experience has felt like traveling through time; from teaching at my alma mater, seeing old friends, and revisiting people and places once locked in memory, and then, suddenly unlocked. Here it is, right in front of me; where I first learned to ride a bike, where I got my head stuck between some metal bars, where I dropped a bunch of bricks down a tube to hear them splash (inadvertently ruining a septic tank).

So I tooled through Hutch, and so much of it had not changed from my memory. I stopped at Dairy Queen and had a Blizzard, then into Dillons grocery store (exactly the same), and then into the public library. I just wanted to go in and see if it smelled the same as I had remembered. A woman at the check-out desk asked me if I was looking for something. I said, “Yeah...1978”. I mentioned that I moved away as a kid and just wanted to come in and see if it smelled the same. “Does it?”, she asked. “Exactly the same.”

After that, I went to the riverside park, and got back on my way to Garden. Again, I had taken liberties with my time and was running behind, but it was only another 3.5 hours to go...or so I thought.

After an hour and a half, I take a rest stop in Kinsley, KS, heralded as the historic halfway point on the railroad between New York and San Francisco. There’s a little park there with a giant locomotive. I was snapping off a few pics when suddenly I feel the air temp drop precipitously. I look back and see the sky is dark, gun metal gray. Uh oh. I get in the car and sit there, turn on the radio and hear the scratchy emergency weather report coming in; severe thunderstorms and possible tornadoes in Ford, Finney, and Gray counties. This is my direct route! Better get going.

The wind was raging, trying push my car off the road. I didn’t get but a few miles from Kinsley before I chose to pull over and wait it out. Driving on these rural two lane highways with semi-trucks passing at blistering speed is gamble enough in fair weather, but in these conditions? Nope, not worth it.

So, I parked my car on a side road, perpendicular to the storm and waited. It was awesome, like being in a terror spa. In Sweden, we don’t get this kind of dramatic weather and I had missed it thoroughly.

Eventually it let up enough for me to get back on the route. The rain, wind, and lightning were still relentless the entire way, but then there was also Peter Gabriel’s “In Your Eyes” and Tommy Tutone’s “867-5309” coming through on the radio, so there was a balance.

One last 10 minute leg to go, I rounded past Garden City proper, heading down South Star Highway toward my uncle John and aunt Cindy’s farm, where my parents were there to meet me. I knew what I would have to reveal when I saw them. How would they react? I really had no idea. This might go belly-up. Whenever the subject of “would you be interested in finding your family” would come up, and it very rarely ever would, I got a sense of eggshell walking. So, what would happen when they hear the words I am about to say?

Finally, I arrive, and my folks and uncle are there waiting in the doorway. Greetings and hugs (I hadn’t seen John since 2001). The farm is in the exact same place it’s been since before I could remember, and here it is, right in front of me.

We bring in my bags, and then I begin to divulge my tale...

[mikaylaluv5sos]

*sigh*😍😘

[luhslilbitch-blog]

Surprise Visit - (d.l.)

That is my edit, but feel free to use, also follow my new insta for Derek

Warning(s): smut, cursing, mention of drugs & prison

your pov

Flashback

"Derek, calm down! What's going o–," you yelled but were cut off by banging on the front door.

"Y/N, don't open that door," Derek said panting from running so fast.

"Derek, why? What's goi–," you were cut off again by your front door being pushed open.

"Derek Luh, put your hands up! You're under the arrest for the illegal distribution of Marijuana and Methamphetamine," a police officer yelled, others behind him with guns pointed at your husband.

"Excuse me, what the fuck is going on here, Sir?" you questioned, starting to get really upset.

"Y/N, baby I'm so sorry. Take care of everything," Derek said talking about the company you guys owned, he was being cuffed by two large police officers.

"No, no, no. Please no! Let him stay!" you screamed, trying to reach Derek's body, but a policeman held you back. "Please! For fucks sake! Derek I'm gonna get you out! Until then I'll have everything under control," you hollered, racing out to see him being put into the cop car, "I promise, baby," you whispered, tears streaming down your face.

---

That was nine months ago and he still won't be out for another three months. You visited him regularly, usually about four times a week, and he called you whenever they'd let him. You were also taking care of the company you and Derek owned together, which was dealing drugs for one of the largest drug cartels in America.

You were currently getting ready to see him today for a conjugal visit because of his good behavior. Finally you finished your makeup, which was just a bit of eyeshadow and mascara topped off with your signature lipstick. After spraying perfume and getting into the new lingerie set you bought for Derek, you put on your outfit.

You walked in front of the mirror inspecting your attire. Deciding you looked decent enough, you slid on Derek's white oval shaped sunglasses, grabbing your car keys and headed out the door. Turning on your car, Jungle by Drake blared from your speakers. You sped your way to the prison, the anticipation of seeing him and doing much more with him getting to you. Finally, you pulled into the prison parking lot and found a parking space. Looking into your mirror one last time, making sure your lipstick hadn't smudged.

You opened your door and walked up to the entrance, taking a breath you stepped into the lobby. "Hi, Mrs. Luh! It's great to see you again," Officer Gilinsky said eyeing you up and down.

"Eyes up here, sweet cheeks," you said as he stared at your exposed midsection.

"S-sorry, just you look–," he stopped to think for a second, "amazing."

"Watch it, Officer. Wouldn't want my husband to know you're flirting now would you," you said cheekily at the blushing officer.

"No ma'am, we wouldn't," he said, cheeks turning a crimson shade. "Alright, lets take you to see your, um, husband," he said grabbing your arm. Before entering the room to meet Derek, you had to go through all the security procedures. Which meant that Gilinsky would have to pat you down, and he did, way longer than he should have. "Okay, all done Mrs., now, as you already know: keep up good behavior and there will be a search every four hours. Enjoy your time with Mr. Luh," he said opening the door to the private room.

"Thanks, sweet cheeks," you said pecking his cheek, causing him to blush again.

"Let me take you on a da–," he started.

"Ah, ah, ah. Don't push it honey, I'm still married. Remember?" you said pointing at the large rock on your ring finger.

"Y-yes, ma'am," he replied, "Mr. Luh will be here shortly," he said stepping out of the room. You sat and waited for what felt like an eternity, but had only been a mere fifteen minutes. Oh my goodness, just hurry up! you said to yourself. As if someone was reading your mind, the door opened, an in walked your handsome spouse.

"Oh, Derek!" you said, running into his arms.

"Baby, I missed you so fucking much," he said, showering kisses all over your face, "you look beautiful as ever, ma."

"Thanks baby, you should see what's under it," you whispered into his ear. "Oh, Mrs. Luh, I plan on it," he said placing his lips onto your exposed neck.

"God, I fucking love you," he said kissing you fiercely. Derek pulled away slightly out of breath, looking into your y/e/c eyes intently. You could see the love in his chocolate brown ones as they darkened. Before you could reply 'I love you', he grabs your hand pulling you over to the small bed in the corner. Derek sits onto the bed and pulls you in between his legs, you still standing. “I. Love. You. So. Fucking. Much.” he growls kissing you between each word.

"I love you too, Derek," you say, lacing your fingers into his brown locks, "more than you know, my dear."

“Strip for me, mami,” he commands, using your favorite pet name. His voice makes your body shutter in excitement. You quickly slip your white skirt off and look back at him as he stares at your ass in the white thong you were wearing. "So, so beautiful," he whispers, gripping your ass. He helps take off the pink top you had on, kissing the tops of your exposed breasts of your bra. Derek removes his clothes and pulls you on top of his body onto the bed. “Sit,” his fingertips dig into your hips. In one swift movement of your hips, he enters you slowly.

You let out a sound that’s a combination of a moan and a gasp, "fuck, it's been too long," he groans. Derek grips onto your hips, surely leaving bruises, he starts to lift your hips up and down as he pounds into you, giving you little time to adjust to his size. Derek's abdomen tightens every time you slide back down. Your moans echo off the walls as you claw at his chest, your nails digging into the soft, tanned flesh. He groans at the pain your inflicting on him, enjoying every second of it. "Fuck, daddy! Just like that, oh–ugh, oh my fuck," you shout gripping onto his hair, tightly.

“That’s right mami, moan Daddy's name. Let this whole prison know who’s making you feel this good,” he grunts out as he flips you onto your back and pounds into you harder, your breasts bouncing from the power of his harsh thrusts.

"Mmph, right there, Derek! Oh, I-I'm gonna c-cum," you moan, raking your nails along his back.

“Oh yeah, you like that don’t you?” he smirks at your loud moans. “After this, I'm gonna eat that tight little pussy,” he groans, thrusting his hips faster, his lips sucking hickeys onto your jaw. “C'mon baby, scream my name," he taunts, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he senses that your extremely close.

"Ugh! Fuck, Derek– I'm cumming!" you shout, not being able to hold it back any longer you come undone on him, screaming his name.

“On your hand and knees, doll,” he demands. You look at him with lust in your eyes. You hadn't expected him to stop until he came too. You quickly do as your told, he moans at the sight of your juices running down your thighs. Derek gets behind you, his hands on your lower back. He slowly enters you, groaning at the feeling of you clenching around him. You cry out as he begins to pick up speed, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes throughout the room. Derek pulls onto your hair roughly, making your back meet his chest. “I've missed this so much, baby. It's been hard without you," groans out. With one hand gripping your hair and the other rubbing your clit, Derek begins thrust deeper into your, hitting your g spot that makes you scream from how sensitive you are. He grins as he continues to hit your g spot harshly.

"Fuck! I love you so much! Derek, Derek!" you scream out his name. “That’s it Y/N. Scream my name. Who makes you feel this good?” Derek says into your ear.

“You, Derek! You, you, you!” You loudly moan, the pleasure taking over your entire body. His movements become to a complete halt causing you to whine out from the loss of contact. “Don't whine, Y/N,” he scolds, sliding in too painfully slow for your liking.

“I'm sorry, Daddy. Faster, go faster," you moan out. “What? I didn’t hear you Mrs. Luh. Repeat that, if you don't mind, doll?” Derek's pace begins to slow again. “Please go faster, God dammit! Please, daddy!” you cry out. He laughs liking the sound of you begging him to fuck you. He quickly obliges and continues his deep thrusts. Your eyes close tightly at the pleasure you are receiving, your hands gripping onto the pillows. Your legs begin to shake and your arms give out as you feel your second orgasm taking over your body. “Derek, I-I'm gonna–” you cry out as you cum for the second time.

"Shit, shit, shit! Oh– and I'm cumming," Derek says to you shooting out onto the bedsheets. Once you both come down from your highs, Derek flips you onto your back, gripping your ankles and pulling you to the edge of the bed. Your eyes widen as Derek head disappears in between your thighs.

“I don't t-think I can h-handle much m-more,” you groan. He smirks looking up at you from in between your legs. Derek spreads your legs apart as his tongue flattens against your clit. Your hands intertwine into his brown locks and pull on it, causing Derek to groan, sending vibrations onto your centre. Your body convulses as you come undone all over his face. “Derek, oh god!” you yell out as your thighs tighten around Derek's head. He climbs up your body and places a gentle kiss to your lips.

"You're beautiful, mami," he says beaming down at you.

"That. Was. The. Best. Sex. Ever," you say panting between each word. "You, my love, are a sex god."

"Why thank you, Mrs. Luh," he says cheekily.

"You're welcome, Mr. Luh," you reply mocking him. You guys were cut short from your moment when Officer Gilinsky saunters into the room.

"I'm here to tell you that Mr. Luh is free to go. Warden's orders, you're out early for good behavior. Stay out of trouble Derek." "Oh my god! We're going home baby!" you scream hugging him close.

"I love you, Y/N," he says kissing your lips.

"And I love you," you reply. You quickly two get dressed and collect your things and get ready to head out of the building. But, before you leave you stop by to tell Officer Gilinsky goodbye.

"Derek, he's been trying to get with me since the first day I walked in here. Can I just kiss him once, make his dreams come true?" you ask.

"One little kiss, that's it. Anything more, I slit his throat," Derek says seriously.

"Hey, Officer! Gilinsky!" you shout getting his attention.

"Yes ma'am," he says walking towards you. You don't say anything but kiss his pink lips quickly.

"Don't miss me too much," you say kissing his cheek and walk away leaving him stunned. "That did the trick, I think," you giggled grabbing ahold of Derek's hand, intertwining your fingers.

"Yeah, I bet. Now, we're going home and I'm going to punish you for that," he said.

"But you said it was oka–," you start.

"Yeah, but I changed my mind," he smirked pulling you towards his Maserati you've been driving.

[gilinksy-johnsonn]

Writing?

🌸Should I start writing imagines and stuff again? Haven’t posted In a really long time and I feel like i should get into again. Send me some requests or ideas you guys have. 🌸

[vlogsquadtrash]

Baby Blue // Jack Gilinsky

[mafiosoluh]

Text AU: Dillon sees you talking to another guy & gets jealous

[zay-lee]

You need to get you a bitch who ain't older than you////Nathan Maloley

Me and Nate i guess was a thing intill he found this hoe name Ana Montana which mind you is damn near 6 years older than him. That shit is hella nasty too. I gotta see him cause I guess we’re preforming at a club, I really don’t want to see him cause all he’s gonna do is kiss her the whole time I’m there. So I get dress and Jack j

“Hey y/n are you ready?”

“Yeah I am I’m coming to your house rn” I said getting my car keys

“Oka see ya” i hung up the phone and got in the car and drive to JJ house when I get there I heard hella people in there so when I walk in I saw Nash Hayes Tez Maggie Jack j Jack g Skate Ana Rupp Derek Taylor Sammy Stasis Kdl

“Ayye Y/n is here!!!” Rupp said

“Wassup guys” I said I could tell that skate looking at me I really wanted to look back but I didn’t want to so we all took shots.

“Y/n I don’t get yo outfit” Hayes said

I was wear a long see through shirt that goes down to my knees and a black bra and high waisted black leggings shorts and wearing a snapback.

“Shittt I think she’s looking just right” Derek said laughing

“For real” Jack j said

We all went to different cars and and got to the club was hella lit went we go there they were strippers foggy machine Hokka bars and shit like that we all sat at in the V.I.P section all the boys were in the back getting shit together while me and the girls​ we’re talking I guess Ana was trying to talk to me because she was looking at me

“Oka I know your jealous of me and Skate” she said

Stasis and Maggie look at her with there eyes wide open

I started laughing.

“ Why would I be jealous of you and him? Of course he wanted to get me back with a bitch who has fake ass and titi’s” I said giggling

“Excuse me?!” She said

Maggie was sliding all the drinks to the side.

“ Your excued, Don’t sayed I would be jealous of you hun, ” I said before I could get up she throws her drink at me so I swung at her and we started to fight we been fight for a long time I guess cause everyone boy was trying to get me off of her but I wasn’t haven’t it,

“Im laughing right now cause you thought you could beat me bitch? Nah try again” I said laughing I turn around and saw Nate holding on me pulling me outside

“WHAT THE FUCK Y/N?!” He said

“Don’t get mad at me. That’s what you get for dating a bitch that’s older than you” I said laughing"I’m really laughing at y'all realitionship because y'all look hella pathetic" I said

“Y/n your just drunk right now why would you fight her?!”

p>“Cause she through her drink at meh” I said “look I’m going back in there cause it’s hella cold out here so yeah" I said Walk back in the club all I heard was a whole bunch of yelling

“Oml y/n are you okay?” JJ said

“Yah I’m good” I said

I walk up on the stage and hella people started to chanted my name when I got in there Rupp was looking I got behind the turn table and started playing No heart.

“Wassup guys!!! Ight we finna get lit tonight​ cause I got all my homies here, and yes I am playing No heart so don’t judge meh, ight who’s ready to get turnt with us?” I said

The crowd started going wild when I said that, but I still couldn’t believe I fought Ana I could tell this bitch was look at me right now, but I don’t care so I call Derek on the stage we was too lite he sang luh bitch I couldn’t stand it but dance with Derek grinding on each other. Then skate came on. The fact that I am mad at him I still love him, we were like big Sean and Jhene Aiko but I guess​ have fun with him, I started to sing with while I walking towards to him and then started dancing together I couldn’t help but smiling. After the show I went back stage and change my clothes bacially I changed in to a shirt and kept the short on when I walk out and saw skate looking at me, so I walk past him but he grabbed my wrist to sit me down.

“Look stop pretending your mad at me” he said

“ Oka..” I said

“ And stop being mean to her I love her and you” he said

“Oka… Wait did you just said you love me too?” I said

“Yup” he said confused

I know he don’t love me like that but I guess k gotta deal with it.“mmmmm” I said

“So please stop acting like your mad at me” he said

“Ight” I said

“NOW DEREK!” Skate yelled

Out of no where Derek came, pick me up and ran outside​ where everyone sprayed silly string in me.

“Ugghhhghgh I hate silly string” I said laughing

So we went home I guess I had a pretty decent night…Most of it😂

[gilinskys-wifey]

MASTERLIST

        * this means a new imagine (from 2019) all others are really old (which means I was really young when I wrote them so they’re not really good)

Shawn Mendes imagine:

Can’t look at you *

I would never hit a girl *

Skate Maloley imagines:

Meet&greet (pt.2)

Jack Gilinsky imagines:

Two can play that game

The Omaha squad made me do it -SMUT

Matt Espinosa imagines:

Christmas love (kind of smut)

~Dillon Rupp imagines:

I Love You

Kenny Holland imagines:

Picture Perfect

Taylor Caniff imagines:

Love in the Back Seat of the Car

FANFICTIONS!

~Jack Gilinsky imagine: DON’T TRUST MAGAZINES

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

~Sam Wilkinson and Jack Gilinsky fanfiction: MESSED UP LOVE:

Part 1

Part 2