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yoongelectric · 3 days ago

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Little Black Dress - Jack Draper

— makin’ heads turn, can’t stop looking at you

genre: smut

warnings: fingering, rough sex, mirror sex, praising kink, dirty talk

"Baby, hurry up!" Jack's voice echoed through the hallway as you put the finishing touches on your makeup.

The truth was, neither of you wanted to go to that dinner; it was a business event filled with boring people and forced small talk. The idea of staying home, curled up in bed, watching a movie or talking to each other was much more tempting, but sacrifices must be made in life, and this was one of them.

Your boyfriend's tall figure appeared at the door. He paused, leaning against the door frame as he silently analyzed you. His eyes traveled down the curves of your body, admiring the bare back of your dress, your waist, your hips, unconsciously biting his lip.

"Are you wearing that dress?" He said as he hugged you from behind and kissed your neck softly.

You frowned in confusion at his question, pulling away slightly to take another look in the mirror. You hadn't had much time to think about what you were going to wear, so a short, backless black dress and stiletto heels seemed like a safe option. Maybe now it didn't seem like such a good idea.

"is there a problem with it? Do I look bad?" You asked with a pout

He shook his head. "only that i'll spend all night thinking about ripping it off your body, maybe"

You laughed shyly at his comment, your burning cheeks turning slightly pink. "you'll have to wait until we get back"

You turned on your heels, leaving a chaste kiss on his cheek. As you walked across the room, packing a few things into your bag, Jack followed you almost hypnotized. He sat on the bed, watching you bend down to search for a pair of heels in the bottom drawer, giving him the perfect view of your ass, working wonders in his mind. All he could think about was you. Any other commitments were becoming increasingly irrelevant in his head. The way you smiled at him through the mirror when you caught him looking at you. The scent of the perfume you were applying flooded his senses. Without realizing it, he was back in the same position, begging for a little of your attention, trying to make you forget about that stupid dinner, because he wanted you oh so bad

"Baby, stop, please." A moan threatened to escape your mouth as your boyfriend kissed your neck, pressing your hips against him, making you feel his hard cock against your ass.

"y/n, please, they won't notice if we're a little late, in fact, they won't notice if we don't even show up."

"Of course they'll notice, love. You can do whatever you want when we get back." You tried to be firm, but you couldn't stop your own body as you tilted your head to give him better access

And you sure wouldn’t stop him as he untied the knot around your neck, exposing your breasts so he could do whatever he wanted with you. His hands were quickly on your body, caressing and circling your nipples with his fingers.

You bit your lip as you watched him in the mirror. An internal battle raged in your mind between your body, which needed him, and your ability to reason, which said you should be somewhere else.

Any doubts were quickly dispelled when Jack lowered one of his hands down your body, slipping under your panties. Your eyes rolled back, and your head fell back on his chest as soon as your boyfriend's fingers made contact with the place where you needed him most.

"God, love, you're this wet and you're playing hard to get?"

The moan that escaped your mouth as he ran his fingers through your folds was sinful. "God, just—just 15 minutes."

Jack grabbed your face with his free hand, turning you so he could kiss you. He looked like a starving man, his lips stealing the air from your lungs. He took advantage of the moans that came from your mouth to slide his tongue in, in a fight for dominance that was driving you both crazy.

One hand was on your neck, squeezing lightly, and the other ran his fingers through your folds, collecting your juices before sliding two of his fingers inside. You moaned into his mouth at the sudden wave of pleasure that ran through your body.

"God, Jack, please don't stop." You pushed your hips onto his, feeling his erection press against your ass.

"I'm not gonna stop" He pulled your hair, moving your head to the side, giving him better access to kiss your neck, while your scent invaded his senses. "y/n, you drive me crazy, fuck, i want you so bad, darling"

Suddenly, Jack removed his hand from your center, making you squeal at the emptiness, your body begging to have his hands on you again. He pressed one hand against your back, making you bend over your vanity, while the other rode your dress up, exposing your ass. The groan that escaped his mouth at the sight sent shivers down your spine, he was quick to place his hands on your buttocks, squeezing and caressing them, leaving a slap between each of his movements, watching intently as the red imprint of his hands quickly appeared on your skin.

He gripped your hips tightly, pressing them down on him, rubbing his hard cock against your skin. "Do you feel that? That's how hard you make me, I could fuck you all night."

He reached out to grab your hair, making you lift your head and look at him through the mirror. "I want you to watch while I make love to you, y/n"

"Baby, please, I need you," you begged. All you could think about was your boyfriend destroying you completely.

He began to undo his pants, releasing his rock-hard cock, already wet with precum and the tip angry red

"Do you want me to fuck you?" You nodded, unable to express words at this point. Jack rubbed his cock through your folds painfully slowly, over and over again, making your head spin.

"You're so wet, I'm dying to be inside you." He pressed the tip against your entrance, not fully entering yet. "Tell me you want me to fuck you."

"Jack, please" you moaned in frustration. "God, please"

He took his cock in his hand, slapping your ass. "I love hearing you beg" He leaned down to kiss your shoulder, licking and sucking, leaving a mark for everyone to see. "But I'm not going to fuck you until I hear you say you want me to." His hands ran over your body, making you shudder

"Love, please fuck me. All I want is your cock inside me." You felt like tears of desire were about to start falling down your cheeks at any moment.

"Very good, good girl." In a single movement, your boyfriend slid his member inside you. Both of you moaned in unison. When he was completely inside you, he stopped, waiting for you to get used to his size.

"Please, move." You wiggled your ass against him, urging him on.

Jack grabbed your hips, forcing you to stay still. He began to move slowly, pulling out almost completely. Then, Sliding all the way in again, making your eyes roll back in pleasure at the sensation.

"So good, fuck, it feels so good." You moved your hand, placing it over the one he had on your shoulder, feeling the need to hold onto something.

"Yeah?" Jack kept up his slow pace, trying to take his time with you, even though the urge to destroy you once and for all was invading his body. "Do you like feeling how good I fuck you? How my cock is made for you? How you're made for me?"

You could only moan in response, trying to move your hips to make him go faster, but his big, strong hands prevented you. A cry escaped your mouth at a particularly hard thrust, making you put both of your hands on the counter. Despite his slow pace, Jack was fucking you harder and harder, making you see stars.

"Faster, I need you to go faster."

He laughed smugly, loving being able to make you feel desperate so quickly. "Mmm, I don't know, maybe if you ask me again." When he thrust all the way in, he stopped, holding you in place, leaving you increasingly frustrated, desire invading your every nerve. You felt like you were going to lose your mind.

"No, no, no, don't stop, I beg you." The look of desperation and desire on your face made him tremble inside you, but he maintained a strong image, staring at you unimpressed through the mirror

"What do you want? say it again" he said, running a hand through your spine making you contract your walls around his member, forcing him to hide a moan

"Faster, I need it, Jack, please don't hold back."

There was nothing he wanted to do more, but having you at his mercy, begging him to make you his, was like music to his ears "Would you like that? You almost convinced me"

"Jack, I'm begging you, I can't take it anymore." A tear fell down your cheek, making something snap inside your boyfriend. To your delight, he began to move at a relentless pace, his hips slamming into your ass again and again, making you scream his name in pleasure and making your eyes roll back in your head. He was fucking you stupid and you loved it

One of his hands took you by the neck, pulling you towards him, making your back press against his chest.

"So perfect, so good for me, I could do this all night." Jack kissed your neck, leaving purple marks all over it. His grip on your hip was almost painful because he was holding you so tightly, keeping you from falling forward. "I love you so much. You're my whole life." the sweet words he whispered in your ear contrasted with how rough he was fucking you, driving you crazy. "I have it so good with you, y/n,you're it for me."

You felt your climax building quickly. Jack's words building a knot in your stomach that would explode at any moment. You wanted to speak, but your brain couldn't form any coherent sentences. Only moans of pleasure and his name falling out of your tongue over and over again.

"Look at yourself in the mirror, I want you to see how good I make you feel, how beautiful you look all fucked up for me."

And you did as he asked. Your makeup was smeared, your once perfectly wavy hair was now disheveled from his grip on it. Tears of pleasure streamed down your face. You looked pathetic, completely lost in how he was making you feel.

As if you could handle any more sensations in your body, Jack put his fingers in your mouth, making you spit on them before reaching your clit, drawing circles on it. The way your face contorted in pleasure was sinful. Jack groaned and bit his lip at the sight. Having you like this, bent over for him, your ass bouncing on his cock on full display, his handprint tattooed on your skin, and the hickeys he'd left covering your neck. You were screaming his name over and over again. Knowing he had the power to make you feel this way fueled his ego. He didn't know what paradise felt like, but he was sure it wasn't better than this

"Jack, I'm so close, can I cum? Please." You didn't know how much longer you could hold on, the feeling was unbearable. All you wanted was to finish.

"Yes, baby, cum for me, make a mess on my cock." Before he could even finish speaking, a powerful orgasm hit you, making you squirt on his cock. You lost all strength, falling completely into his arms as waves of pleasure coursed through your body in a way you'd never experienced before. Seeing you like this thanks to him and the way your pussy contracted around him was enough for Jack to finish too, his head fell back, his hips stilling against you as his seed painted your walls. He left kisses all over your back as he repeated how much he loved you and how good you'd been.

He carefully picked you up bridal style, laying you both on the bed, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You're incredible, I love you so much, y/n" he said, pulling you by the waist towards him, placing a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you too, so much." You hid your face in the crook of his neck, sleep beginning to invade you.

Jack stroked your hair gently, amused by how affectionate you were after sex. "Should I call that cab?" he said jokingly.

"Forget that stupid dinner, Jack."

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