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Hot Girl Bummer: Date Night

Hot Girl Bummer: Date Night

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Pairing: Jake Jensen aka Best Buy X Single Mom Reader

Warnngs: Expletive use, explicit sexual content in a romantic relationship, references to other explicit sexual situations, references to Avengers’ porno movie, unorthodox sexual positions, oral sex (female receiving).

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Summary: Your daughter is spending the night with Jake’s niece so you have a romantic Friday night for just the two of you that involves a new nightie and Cajun food. Oh, and there’s something Jake wants to try...

PS: This is for @imanuglywombat‘s “Is That Even a Sexual Position” Weekly challeng: Thor’s Hammer. The sexual position referenced is here..

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The house was quiet when you got home from work. Did the Petunias have practice today? Had you forgotten? Checking the calendar on the fridge, no, there wasn’t one of Charlie’s Petunia stickers so no practice. Maybe they’d gone to the store?

Jake Jensen had moved in with you and Charlie a month ago. That first week, the team took him out of the country for some super-secret mission. You spent the week hoping you’d made the right call for you and your daughter by agreeing to live together.

When Jake came back, things changed.

When Clay didn’t physically need him, which was much of the time, Jake worked from your house. He’d taken over your small office with a slew of computers, servers, and shit you couldn’t identify. The room looked like the command center for NASA honestly. He’d told you on more than one occasion that you were free to use his laptop for anything you needed.

Yeah, you were a little intimidated despite his assurances that you couldn’t possibly do anything he couldn’t fix.

Right. Might as well just stamp “Techno-dunce” across your forehead.

But you rarely caught Jake working in there. You knew he did while Charlie was at school and you were at work. When Charlie got home?

Charlie was home from school a couple of hours before you got out of work. It was very nice financially not to pay for after school care. The days Jake was gone, Charlie just went home with April, his niece, until you could pick her up.

Once she got home, Jake helped your daughter get her homework done if there wasn’t soccer practice. Then they set about making dinner. You’d come home to music blaring from the kitchen, pots, pans and gadgets sprawled over ever inch of counter space. Food wrappers, sticks of butter, and spices were scattered about as they worked.

Jake was a good cook, and he made the experience so much fun, Charlie was always right there with him. And she was learning which was a good thing. A life skill. They made wonderful dinners, everything from pot roast with all the sides to elaborate Italian dishes. You couldn’t complain. Without the burden of deciding what was for dinner and having to make it, you didn’t mind cleaning up. Jake usually helped you do that anyway, all hands when Charlie wasn’t around.

Jake even cleaned up after himself, helped clean.

You hummed as you dropped your purse and tote from the office and wandered back out into the living room. You had texts from Jake.

Best Buy: Taking Charlie to spend the night with April.

That had you grinning. A Friday night to yourselves? That sounded promising.

Best Buy: April got a new puppy.

“Fuck,” you said to no one.

Oh, you knew how this was going to go. And Jake loved dogs.

Best Buy: Dinner is covered. Can’t wait to get home.

Home. You could just picture that goofy grin of his when he typed that.

Can’t wait until you get here.

Something else you’d learned about Jake at Halloween? He was pretty damned adventurous in the bedroom. Jake had always been eager to please you. But lately, when the opportunity presented itself, he was all about learning new ways to take you apart.

You’d underestimated him. He had a wild imagination.

Well, so did you. When he finally swept in, carrying take-out bags from the new Cajun restaurant you’d been dying to try, you almost forgot to look sultry on the couch. It was warm so you were comfortable in the slinky little negligee you’d bought to surprise him the next time you two were on your own.

It was hard not to laugh at the way Jake stopped dead in his tracks, his gaze roaming over every inch of you and most of you wasn’t covered.

“You stopped at Bayou Betty’s?” you asked with a sweet smile, acting as if you always waited on the couch for him dressed like this.

Jake absently nodded, jostling the bags he just remembered he was carrying. Dashing to your dining table, he dumped everything there before making a beeline for you.

“How hungry are you?” Jake asked as he scooped you off the couch, placing you on his lap and kissing you until you couldn’t breathe while his hands roamed free.

“Depends, Best Buy,” you managed to break the kiss as one of his hands slid up under the hem of flimsy lingerie you were wearing. “What’s for dinner?”

Jake groaned, plucking off his glasses before blazing a trail down your neck with his lips while that hand dove into your barely-there panties.

Oh, you weren’t going to let him off that hook that easily. “What did you bring for dinner?”

Oh, he did know what he was doing with those big fingers. He had your core melting in seconds.

“Jumbalaya?”

His teeth nipped at your ear. “Gumbo.”

Even better.

“A po’ boy?”

The way he teased the shell of your ear with his lips while his thumb settled over your clit had you squirming in his grip.

“A sandwich?” Jake nipped at your ear again. “Did better than that.”

“Like?”

“Étouffée… blackened catfish…” Jake reclaimed your lips in a way that let you know he didn’t plan on letting up. “I even got beignets,” he whispered against your lips.

You really were hungry. But he was working you up fast.

“I can eat fast,” you told him, bargaining.

At that Jake stopped, easing back to look you in the eye.

Damn he was fine with all that excited color in his face, those blue eyes lit up with excitement.

“Sugar, you can’t just let me walk in with you wearing this,” his voice was breathy as two fingers slid inside you, his thumb teasing your clit in a way that left you craving, “and expect me to eat anything but you.”

Well, when he put it that way…

Apparently, you didn’t look convinced.

“I’ll throw in a massage after dinner,” he bargained back.

Jake didn’t even give you time to think about it. He moved down the couch, pulling you until you were flat beneath him and panting. To his credit, he did manage to pull your panties off without doing them damage. Then he dove for you with his mouth.

The man’s oral skills were always good. But now that he’d learned what would make you desperate, make you scream his name until he stopped? Jake used those skills to his advantage. As your hands clutched in his hair and you twisted as his tongue wrote code on the pearl at the heated center of you, you thought you remembered the conversation about him moving in with you going the same way. By the time he had three fingers in you, moving them in time with the strokes of his tongue you were gasping, crying out loudly, just the way he liked when Charlie wasn’t home.

Jake moaned into your soaking flesh and you were right there, on the edge of an epic release…

Then he stopped. His fingers? His tongue? Gone…

Beautiful dork.

“That’s not… cool,” you told him, trying to breathe. Trying to sit up.

Jake took advantage of your position to whisk the negligee completely off you, leaning in to tease a nipple with his lips and tongue.

Then he gently pushed you back down on the couch, leaving you sprawled beneath him and watching him strip off with the efficiency of a SWAT team.

And you’d never get tired of that view. All his workout gear was in the basement though you’d never seen him do that either. But you could enjoy the results. His upper body was sculpted and gorgeous. The few scars he had couldn’t mar the perfection of all those heavy muscles. The rest of him was just as powerful from his slim waist and muscular thighs. And his…

When Jake grabbed your legs, you were ready for him and then some.

But he didn’t do what you expected. Pressing your legs together, he pushed them towards your chest. Jake folded you in half like a dollar bill with your feet over your head.

“Jake?” What was he doing?

When he pulled your ass down until it almost touched the armrest, you knew you were staring at him. Sure, you didn’t mind trying new things in bed but…

Jake straddled you. Honest-to-fuck straddled you with one foot next to your head and the other on the armrest by your ass. What in the hell was he…

“Wait,” you said breathlessly as you watched him take himself in hand, that gorgeous cock swollen and twitching. Okay, that I like. “Is this something from that… Avengers porno you made me watch… the other night?”

“That you fell asleep on?” his voice was teasing.

“You fucked the shit out of me,” you reminded him breathlessly, “after the Hulk and Black Widow scene. Remember?”

When Jake pressed the head of himself against your soaking entrance, you moaned.

“That was hot,” his voice was rough now. “Not as hot as this is going to be…”

When he slid down into you, the position had your pussy tight around him, Jake paused. “Oh, fuck this is nice…”

“Who… who did this in the porno?” you wanted to know, realizing you must have been asleep for that one. You sure as well weren’t asleep now. He was hitting all different places in you, sparks of pleasure lighting up your lower body even in the crazy, folded position you were in.

“Thor,” Jake told you, easing out of you before darting back in. Grinding into you, his hands gripped the back of the couch behind him. “With his hammer in hand... I kind of look... like Thor.”

You shook your head. “No... You remind me of someone else though...”

Jake lifted, pulling almost completely out before pushing in harder.

“Why don’t you get to work,” you grabbed at his legs to hold on, “and use your hammer.”

It might not have been the best thing to say.

You moved to have a better view of Jake as he figured out a way to move, to establish a rhythm. Jake made it look easy and you could just tell from the way his eyes would squeeze shut, the way his jaw slackened that he was enjoying this, the position you were in making your channel a tight space. When you clamped around him, he made a sobbing sound you felt deep in your core. When you squeezed your thighs together even tighter, he really began to fuck into you like a man possessed.

It was working for you too.

The swollen length of him felt good like that, hitting your g-spot in a subtle way that was driving you crazy. It was just enough stimulation to send electric currents up your spine, but not enough to get you off. Your fingers dug into his legs, your walls grabbed at him, trying to get more attention to that magical little space inside you.

Jake was panting, working you fast, and you knew he was close. You tried to tighten around him even more, hoping to bring him off. Jake wouldn’t leave you hanging, you knew that.

“Nuh-uh,” he managed, a sheen of sweat over his body, color running up his chest and neck to his gorgeous face. “No, you don’t.”

“What are you going to do about it, Best Buy?” You taunted him, squeezing again.

Jake needed the hand on the back of the couch to brace himself. The one on his thigh moved to smooth over your ass, the pad of his finger tracing circles around your clit, closing in as his movements within you sped up. By the time the devilish fucker was putting just enough pressure on your clit, he’d figured out how hit your g-spot in that position and he had you howling. Your channel convulsed around him as you came and came again, your pussy weeping around him as he drilled into you fast and furious, finding his own end on the heels of yours.

Jake’s entire body shook as he eased off the couch, his hands carefully on you as he helped you unfold. You were grateful for the help because he’d worked you hard in that position and you weren’t the most limber girl.

“You okay, Sugar?” he whispered, helping you to sit up on the couch.

You nodded as he fished the negligee out of the floor, eyeing you while he helped you put it back on. You knew that look. There was going to be a round two and your new lingerie probably wouldn’t last the night.

“Feel like I got hit by a bus,” you said with a laugh.

But you instantly regretted it because worry bled into his expression, those blue, blue eyes.

“Did I hurt you?” His hands moved carefully over you.

“No. So was worth it if you had,” you told him. You’d be feeling it tomorrow.

Sliding his hand along your cheek, he gazed into your eyes. “Cajun cuisine?”

You heart shifted in your chest at that gentle expression. When exactly had you fallen in love with this man?

You nodded, letting him kiss you carefully before he dressed and went about serving up dinner.

It didn’t take long until it was just the two of you at the table enjoying dinner. He’d even found candles.

“I’m not sure I should let you watch porn often,” you teased him.

You loved that lopsided grin of his, the way his gaze roamed over you like he didn’t want to look away.

“Want to do Hulk and Black Widow next?”

“No!” He laughed at your immediate reaction. That had looked painful. “I’m pretty sure that would put me in the hospital.”

You sampled the Étouffée, closing your eyes to savor that symphony of flavors. You’d always loved Cajun food.

To your surprise it was… a little bland. It even tasted a little funny.

“This is good,” Jake murmured as he ate.

You nodded, deciding not to say anything. He’d brought you a wonderful dinner and you’d enjoy it with him, make him happy.

Your phones hummed and pinged at the same time. You didn’t feel like finding your purse but fortunately, Jake had his in his pocket. He grinned as he read the message and then showed you the picture his sister sent of the girls, the new puppy.

The big yellow letters on the picture.

CAN I HAVE ONE TOO? PWEASE???

Shaking your head, you continued to eat.

Yeah, you knew where that was going. There would soon be a new member of the family.

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