Jennifer Jareau Imagines [JJ x Reader]

Hysteria on the Highway (Pt. 2) [smut]

mature content! teasing, lingerie, mommy kink, lap dance, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, squirting
long chapter! ~2100 words

JJ resumed her comfy position in the passenger's seat and turned the music back up. We should really road trip more often.

"One bag down!" JJ exclaimed not even 10 minutes after the placement of our bet.

I took my eyes off the road momentarily and glanced at her, "The fuck!? You ate that whole thing in like 8 minutes!"

"Yup! Onto bag number two!" JJ excitedly grabbed her second bag out of the back seat and ripped it open.

I smirked, "Anxious to win, are you?"

"I totally am and I'm not shy about it. You haven't let me top in ages."

I scoffed, "Lies!"

She deadpanned, "Okay fine, so when was the last time I topped?" My mind drew a blank and I stayed silent. JJ nodded in victory, "Exactly."

"Well that's just how it's worked out I guess."

"Relationships are supposed to be balanced. Mutual." A short pause. JJ innocently batted her lashes, "What is it, you don't like when I fuck you?"

I shakily breathed, "Well when you put it like that..." JJ giggled and then turned all her attention back to the sack of Cheetos in front of her. Loud crunches and munches were heard from her side of the car for the next two hours until we were about 20 minutes away from our destination.

JJ threw the crumpled wrapper of her last bag into the backseat and threw her hands up, "I win!"

"That was all four?"

"Yes, ma'am. And we're still... 19 minutes away. Looks like you lost. Poor you." She leaned over and let her hand drift over my thigh, switching between tantalizing rubbing and light squeezing as it inched higher.

I looked down at it and butted it, "Hey, hey, the topping doesn't start yet."

She leaned over and nibbled on my earlobe, "I won the bet, so I say it starts right now."

Gulp. "Should I uh, should I pull over?"

"No, no. Keep driving. Eyes on the road." I nodded nervously and tried to stay focused on the road as two of JJ's fingers toyed with the zipper of my jeans.

"Y-You're not gonna—"

"Shh don't tell me what I'm not gonna do." She squeezed the same fingers through the small opening in my pants and rubbed against the fabric of my panties. If they weren't damp already, they sure would be soon. JJ rasped into my ear, "You're wet, baby. I guess you do like it when I fuck you." I squirmed in my seat and swallowed hard, trying to keep myself contained. JJ chuckled, "I think I'll just keep doing this until we get there. Just rubbing your throbbing clit through your soaking wet panties. Would you like that?"

"Can you um, c-can you go faster? Please?"

"'Please?' So now you're begging for me to fuck you? Is that what I'm hearing, kitten?"

"Y-Yes. Please, JJ."

"Hmm I don't know. I think you deserve to wait." I groaned in frustration, which only made JJ feel more empowered. Her hand stayed shoved in my pants for the next 15 minutes, only providing a scant amount of friction which was far from satisfactory. I pulled up to the beach house where we were staying and jumped out of the car. Literally. JJ scrunched her brows and pointed to the back seat as I started to walk to the door, "Wait what about the bags?"