We'll Let The Fires Just Bathe Us

I had sex dreams all night but in none of them were I able to come making me wake up feeling even more horny than last night (if that were possible). I was hoping that Jack and I might have some morning sex but that just resulted in me giving him a blowjob and him ignoring my needs. I sighed as we packed up our things and carried them down to the cab. My jeans were very tight and they were causing unwanted friction making me want to fuck everything in sight. In the cab I had to struggle to not buck my hips up against the seatbelt so that just resulted in me clamping down on my lip. Jack gave me a few warning looks along the drive and when we got to the airport I had to struggle not to run past him. We got onto the plane and he sat on the couch with his phone. I jumped onto the couch next to him and started kissing his neck, nipping at the skin and trying to seduce him. He sighed and I straddled his lap. I grinded down on him and received that sweet friction that had my jaw dropping but then,

“No.” He said, pushing me off and onto the floor.

I whimpered when he went back to his phone. I shuffled over and started kissing his skinny jean clad knee. My fingers trailed over the black denim close to my lips but when they started to float upwards towards his crotch, he kicked me. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt but it was enough to push me back. I sighed and curled up on the floor with my head resting on his foot.
Don’t judge me. I was so horny it fucking hurt and I couldn’t do anything about it and apparently I am pathetic when I want to fuck that badly.

Jack chuckled when I jumped up when the plane landed.
We probably waited only five minutes for them to park the plane and get our bags but it felt like hours. Jack purposely walked slowly to the car and drove about ten miles under the limit.

“Jaaaack please hurry.” I whined, struggling not to cross my legs.
“You will wait.” He snapped and his words went straight to my dick.

I bounced my leg and when we arrived at our street, he went even slower. Then even though he knew which key on his keychain was to the house, he pretended to forget it and tried every single god forsaken key. Three times. When the door opened I practically dragged him inside and attached my lips to his. Finally, he kissed back. He leaned down a little and grasped the back of my thighs and picked me up and I let my legs wrap around his waist. He swiftly walked to his bedroom and threw me onto the bed, pulling his shirt off and me doing the same. He climbed on top of me, reattaching our mouths as he grinded down on me which had me moaning into the kiss. We took our pants off quickly which made grinding even better.

“Please, Sir I can’t wait.” I whispered.

I had been on the edge all day and I wanted nothing more than to finally come. He practically growled as he ripped my boxer briefs off and started stroking me.

“I-if you keep -uh- doing that I’ll ohhh”

He took his hand away but I knew that very soon I’d be given something much better. He pulled back and stopped touching me, he hovered over me and looked me right in the eye.

“Lex baby you are so beautiful but even more so, how devastatingly bad I want to destroy you”

He snarled before kissing my neck, a shiver ran through my body and there was no doubt that he felt it “And believe me I will” He spoke between kisses, “And you’re gonna love it.”

I moaned at his words making him nip my oversensitive skin. He pulled his boxer briefs off and started wetting his fingers.

“No, Sir please. Just get in me.” I whined, trying not to cry.

I felt like I was going to explode. I couldn’t fucking take it anymore. He smirked at me and slammed in, setting off at a ruthless pace giving me no time to adjust. It hurt like all mother fucking hell but fuck it felt good.

“Siiiir fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.” I moaned out, already feeling myself getting close.

He sped up even more, it hadn’t taken me long to get used to him, probably because I was so fucking horny. My nails raked down his back as his hands attached at my hips, squeezing so tight they were sure to leave bruises.

“Fuck shit fuck fuck shit.” I moaned, him abusing that one spot that mad me see stars and caused fire to swim through my veins. I was so close…and then he pulled out. My eyes snapped open and I stared at him frantically. If he was going to leave me like this again I’d die.

“Sir, no baby please, please. I can’t stand it- I can’t I- I just.” I nearly cried.

Jack lined himself back up and I took a breath in relief but then,

“Beg.” He spat.

I gulped but soon words were tumbling from my mouth, words I didn’t even recognize.

“Sir, baby please. Please let me come I’m begging you please just fuck me I can’t take it just please, please fuck me.” I begged, my hand gripping his wrists which were pinned on either side of his head.

Then without warning he snapped in causing a loud pornstar moan to erupt from my vocal chords. Within three seconds I’d finally had that release I’d been dying for. When the white hot fire that engulfed my skin ceased, I looked over at Jack who was laying by my side, his eyes closed probably still recovering. I sighed and sat up. The moment I did so, his eyes snapped open.

“Where are you going?” He asked.
“Shower.” I replied.

I needed to wash the sex off me.

“When you’re done with that, clean the kitchen.” He said.
“What?”
“You’re chores remember? Or do I need to take you back to Tony’s.” He asked, sitting up.

I scoffed and left but I was still going to do as he said, I knew how to pick my battles.

I didn’t like him.

I didn’t even like him in a ‘Oh hey you’re a nice person to be around’ way.

I didn’t.

So why did my heart twinge when I knew that sex with me meant nothing to him and that he could turn around and threaten me literally five seconds after?

Why did it hurt when I knew that he was only using me for my body?

I mean after all, I was kinda doing the same thing to him.

So why did it hurt?

Notes

Title cred: Amnisia by 5 Seconds Of Summer


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