snapchat // j.g 2

sixteen

brenda's pov

"t-take it slow, baby," jack grunted, in between kisses on my thighs.

i laughed seductively and continued running my hands through his hair.

he then brought his lips up to mine, and replaced his hands where his lips were previously.

i quickly pushed him away, seeing the dissapointment in his eyes.

"let's go to our room, jack.  we're in the living room," i laughed, leading him upstairs.

he smiled and followed me, running a hand through his tangled, sweaty, hair.

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"that was amazing, baby girl." jack moaned, throwing his head back onto the pillow.

i winked at him as i rested my head against his bare chest.  i could feel his heavy breathing matching mine.

after a while of a comfortable silence, i finally spoke.

"i'm tired, i think i'm gonna go to bed now.

i felt jack nod, "yeah, i think i am too.  do you want my shirt to sleep in?"

he gestured towards my naked body as i blushed and nodded.

jack tossed me his plain black t-shirt and i slipped it on.

"well, goodnight, babe." i heard him mutter, as we turned off the light.

"goodnight," i smiled softly, kissing his bare chest again.

we stayed like that for a good ten minutes, until my brain flooded with panic.

"wait, jack.  where's amelia?"

i looked over at jack as he facepalmed.

"shit!"

i honestly didn't update because i wasn't in the mood.  i update everyday so don't freak out about it, please.