Dear María

The show was exceptional, the guys played with so much energy! Jack kept looking to where I was when he thought no one was staring, or at least, when he thought not many people were staring at him.
When the show was done, Jack went to shower, when he came back I was talking to Matt Flyzik, their tour manager, about Disney since I was wearing my denim shorts with a Mickey Mouse badge stitched to my shorts, along with a ying-yang badge. That man has a serious obsession with Mickey.
“Look who finally showed up” Matt pointed Jack.
“Hey” he greeted me and putting an arm around my waist, “What were you guys talking about?” he asked.
“About my Mickey Mouse badge” I pointed my badge. He laughed and pulled me closer. I put a hand in one of my pockets and felt a small plastic bag. I suddenly remembered that I bought two when I went to Disney and forgot about the other one. My face lit up and I looked to Matt, who was exchanging glares with Jack.
“Hey, Matt, would you like a Mickey Mouse badge?” I smirked. He turned to me and he gave me a very strange look, a mix between confusion and euphoria.
“Yes, why?” he almost shouted, grinning. I pulled out the plastic bag, yep, it was my old Mickey Mouse badge. I heard Matt gasp. I handed him the badge, as Jack watched me confused. Matt suddenly hugged me, almost crushing my ribs.
"Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou!" he exclaimed, pulling away from his hug and trying not to jump like a little kid, only pulling himself up with his ankles.
“How come you have two badges?” Jack asked me, now curious.
"I bought two when I went to Disney but didn’t stitch both badges because I didn’t want to have two Mickeys in the same pair of shorts, but I forgot about that one” I smiled at him. Jack pulled me closer again.
“Well, thanks, I really apreciate it” he grinned even more, he looked up to Jack and gave him a thumbs up before walking away, “Good catch, Jack. See you guys soon!”
“Bye!” we said at the same time. Jack turned to me with a smirk on his face.
“Well, now we have Matt’s approval, that’s a start” he chuckled. I smiled back and pecked his lips, before pulling away, he held me tighter and kissed me deeply.
“I think we forgot to finish something in your bus” he gave a me a devilish grin, his eyes a darker colour. I smirked and kissed him back. When we pulled away, he grabbed my hand and led me to his bus.
“Jack, are you sure nobody’s here?” I asked between kisses.
“Yeah, I kind of told them before the show not to come over here in a few hours” he smirked, kissing me again. I hummed and bit his lower lip, asking for entrance and soon our tongues were dancing together, exploring each other’s mouths. I wraped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.
Jack pushed me against a wall, I wrapped my legs around his torso as he grabbed my butt and pulled me up. We pulled away to breathe, but as soon as we caught our breath again, he kissed me, no asking for entrance needed anymore. Something hit my inner thigh and I smirked into the kiss. Jack grabbed my butt and took me to his bunk, laying me down and kissing me down my neck, sucking and biting my skin, leaving marks behind. He found my sweet spot down my neck, above my collar bone and I moaned softly, he started to suck there, making my moans louder. I felt him smirk before kissing me down to my tank top.
“This needs to go off. Now” he demanded in a husky voice. I arched my back before his hands went to my shirt and took it off, revealing my strapless bra. I pulled his shirt up aswell, leaving both of us shirtless. He moved his hands to my back and unhooked my bra and threw it somewhere. He bit his lip and laid me down again, kissing between my breasts whilst his left hand moved to my breast and gently squeezed it.
“You’re perfect” he whispered in my ear.
I moaned again and my hands moved to his chest, down his happy trail and stopped at his sides. I unzipped his pants and tried to pull them down, but his bulge in his boxers made it a bit difficult for me. I pulled them down enough so he could kick them off.
He started to kiss my boobs, sucking here and there, and playing with my nipples as I moaned and pulled our hips closer with my legs. He moaned when his member touched my abdomen through the boxers. Then he realized I was still wearing my shorts and unzipped them and pulled them down. I kicked them off and wraped my legs again around him. Two thin layers between us.
“Jack, please” I moaned, he smirked, “Stop teasing me”
“Beg for it” he stopped kissing me and looked me in the eye, a devilish grin on his face.
“P-Please, Jack, I need you” I begged. My hands moved from his neck to his hair and started to pull it gently. He let out a moan.
“You don’t know my hair pulling does to me, honey” he smirked. His right hand traveled down my panties, where a wet spot started forming, he noticed this and smirked.
“Well, someone’s already excited” he whispered in a deep, low voice.
“Speak for yourself” I replied, my hand going in his boxers. He pulled my hand away.
“As much as I’d like you to do that, I’d prefer hearing you scream my name first” he chuckled. The way he spoke to me turnt me on more each time.
He removed my panties quickly, and his thumb started to rub very softly on my clit, slowly rubbing with more pressure and quicker. I moaned and pulled his hair a bit more. He looked at me, not smiling anymore, but with lust-filled eyes and a serious “That was enough" expression. I smirked and started moving my hips when two fingers entered me. I gasped whilst I felt Jack’s fingers move in and out of me.
“Oh, fuck” I moaned. As soon as I said that, the fingers were removed and Jack’s thumb stopped rubbing my clit.
“Jack, please” I pouted, “I need you”
“Then say it”
“I want you to fuck me, please” I begged.
“Louder” fucking tease, he was enjoying this.
“Please, fuck me, Jack!” I begged, almost shouting. I pressed my legs, so our hips were touching. Jack let out a moan at the touch and a smirk left his lips.
“You are so getting it” he said in a sexy, yet threatening voice. He pulled his boxers down and kicked them off quickly before looking for something under his bunk and rolled a condom over his length. I bit my lip as he positioned himself in my entrance. I exhaled when he suddenly thrusted into me.
He gave me time to adjust when I nodded and he started to thrust in and out in diferent angles. When he found my G-spot I gasped and he started to kiss my neck, teasing my sweet spot. His thrusts started to go deeper and quicker, but pulling out slower, making me a moaning mess.
“Jack, I-I’m gonna-“
“Yeah, me too” he moaned against my skin. One hand grabbed one of my nipples and started to draw circles around it, then pinching it and repeating the process. Another hand went to my clit, rubbing it gently but with quite a force. My hands were between his hair, pulling every now and then, and my legs and hips moving in sync with his thrusts.
“Oh, shit” I shouted as I felt my walls tighten around Jack’s dick, “Fuck! Jack!”
“Yeah, babe, say my name” Jack’s thrusts were getting sloppier.
“Oh! Fuck! Jack!” I felt my juices going out of my body as I rode out of my orgasm. Soon I felt Jack come as well, screaming my name and swearing loudly. He pulled his cock out of me and collapsed beside me.
“That was-“ he breathed out.
“Amazing” I smirked at him. I caught my breath before sitting up and looking for my panties whilst Jack put on his boxers and handed me my tank top. I found my bra, but I didn’t put it on, I was tired so I laid next to Jack, putting an arm across his body and resting my hand on his side, I put my head on his shoulder, soon moving into his chest. Jack put an arm around my waist and turned his head to me, kissing my forehead. Just when I was about to cross the line between the real world and Dreamland, I unconsciously moved a leg across his waist and left it there. I felt Jack smirk. When I crossed the line, I heard:
“God, I love you so much” but I was far too gone to tell whether it was real or my imagination.

Notes

Here's a small gift for you all for being so supportive and caring :) This took me a while to write, as it is my first smut ever. Please tell me what do you think, even if it sucks (sorry).

Title credit: Horrifically Delicious by Blood On The Dance Floor.