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Jack Gilisnsky (Dirty-ish)

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I groaned and stretched out. I felt an empty spot beside me and inwardly sighed. I rolled over and looked at the clock. 7:57. "Shit," I cursed.
I jumped out of bed, instantly crumpling to the ground. I forgot about how sore I was from last night. I groaned. "Fuck," I cursed again.
I used the bed for leverage and did my best to stand up again. I cringed. God Jack had done a number on me. I heard a low chuckle behind me and I turned around. "Do you think this is funny, Gilinsky?" I asked.
"I kind of do, babe," he said smiling at me.
"Jack, I have to go to work today. How am I going to work when I can barely walk?" I asked.
"Just call in sick." He suggested.
"I have a huge presentation today, (y/bf/n) will kill me. We've been working on this project for months," I complained as I began to quickly make our bed.
He walked towards me and wrapped one arm around my waist, spinning me around into a hug and then flopping the two of us down on the half-made bed. I cringed. "I'm going to be late." I complained.
Jack ignored me and began to tickle my sides. "Just stay home."hhe pleaded.
"Ow, Jack stop," I winced. I was still in a great deal of pain.
"Shit, sorry, I forgot." He apologized. Don't get me wrong, I like when Jack is rough, but sometimes the next day is just hard.
I pushed Jack off of me and hobbled over to our shared closet and began looking for something to wear. "(Y/N), please at least let me help you." Jack pleaded.
"No." I said stubbornly. I don't know why I was mad at him. It wasn't his fault I was running behind.
I grabbed a sweater off a hanger and threw my oversize t-shirt to the ground. I scanned around for a bra and put that on. I was standing in our closet, in my underwear, when Jack came in.
"Hey, (Y/N) let me help."
"No, I'm quicker by myself. Just please stay out of my way."
I saw the hurt in his eyes the moment I said it. "I'm sorry Jack." I apologized. "I'm just upset because I have to be at work in a half hour and I'm not going to be ready."
"(Y/N), just stay home. You work hard enough." He pleaded. "Plus, I'm home from tour for like three weeks and I want to spend sometime with you."
"I know, I promise I will take tomorrow off." I told him.
He came up to me and looked into my eyes. "Why can't it be today?" He asked.
"Jack, my job is important to me. Not more important than you, but I have to go today. This presentation means a lot to me." I explained.
"Fine, I didn't want to have to do this," he shrugged. With that, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.
"Jack Gilinsky! Put me down!" I said hitting my hands on his bare back.
"Nope." he spun in a circle and the gently laid me on our bed. "I'm going to make you want to stay home." He promised.
"Don't you dare." I warned him.
He smirked at me as I tried to sit up, but he held my hips in place.
"The only thing that is going to be on your mind is me." Jack smirked.
He ran his free hand across my stomach making me shiver. "Jack." I warned.
He ignored me and played with the bow on my underwear. He kissed up my thighs and then slid down the thong I had just put on. "You are going to be saying my name for a whole new reason."
He lowered his face to my heat and smiled up at me with a wicked grin. A moan left my lips. "I haven't even got started and you are already excited." He chuckled.
"Fuck. Jack, let's make it quick and then I will stay home tomorrow." I pleaded.
"Nope." He reached over and grabbed his phone. "Call in sick today because you won't be walking after I'm done." He informed me.
I debated my options. Three seconds ago I would have definitely said no and stood up. But now Jack had me and he knew it. I whimpered and I took his phone, dialing my best friend's number. I waited as the phone rang. Jack on the other hand was not as patient. He began to stroke up and down my folds.
I jerked at his touch. "Stop!" I reprimanded. "I'm on the phone."
He only smirked and continued to play with me. I bit my lip to hold back a whimper.
"Hey (Y/N) what's up?" my best friend answered the phone.
"I'm so sorry, I can't come in to work today." I told her.
"What?! Why, not? We have our presentation today!" She began to freak out.
"I know and normally." I paused mid sentence and held the phone away. Jack had just stuck a finger inside of me and was rubbing circles on my clit. I moaned faintly and shot him a glare.
"(Y/N)? Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah sorry, just had a tickle in my throat," I lied. This didn't make Jack happy. He liked me not being able to talk. He lowered his face to my heat and began to eat me out. I squirmed away and used my free hand to push his head away.
"Ugh, fuck now I have to do it alone." She complained.
"Yeah, look I'm so sorry. You know how much I wanted to be there." I apologized, scrambling across the bed from Jack who was trying to grab my foot and hold me down. I jumped off the bed wincing and stood in the corner.
"Well, I hope you feel better. Can't you just come in for an hour at lunch and present with me? I will get everything ready all you have to do is talk." My friend pleaded.
"I'll have to see. I'm going to get some rest and then I will text you." I promised jumping back across the bed as Jack had come around and was trying to corner me.
"Okay. Feel better." My friend said and hung up. I threw the phone down on the bed and ran out of the bedroom.
"You are dead!" I yelled at Jack. "I was on the fucking phone."
I spun around and Jack was there staring at me. He bit his lip.
"You think this is funny?" I asked.
He grabbed my waist and set me on the kitchen counter. He spread my legs and lowered his head right away. I was desperate for him, but I wasn't letting him know that. I pushed his head away and he looked up at me in confusion. No way was I letting him have the satisfaction of getting me off. I got off the counter and Jack stood up.
"What kind of game are you playing at?" He asked.
"I'm not playing your game," I smirked. I was going to take control now.
I grabbed the back of his neck and began to kiss him. He tried to gain dominance with his tongue, but I just pulled away and began to kiss down his jaw line and neck, sucking on his sweet spot. He moaned. I smiled to myself. I pulled his sweatpants down and kneeled in front of him. I kissed right above his member and felt him grow harder. I slipped his boxers down, freeing him. I began to kiss down his length and licked the underside of his tip. He moaned. I took as much of him in my mouth as I could and massaged his balls with my hands. He began to thrust into my mouth, which I allowed, but I had plans for in a moment.
"Ugh I'm close." He told me.
I stopped immediately. He glared at me. "You better not be fucking teasing me." He warned.
"Nope," I popped the p. "Go lay down on our bed, I will be there in a moment," I promised him.
He narrowed his eyes at me and headed back to our bedroom. It wasn't often Jack let me take control, so he must have been really horny. I was debating my options. I could finish him off and head to work or just leave him horny and go to work.
I decided that payback was best, and walked into our bedroom. All I had to do was grab a thong, a pencil skirt, a sweater, heels, and my makeup bag and I would be good.
"Close your eyes." I told him. He surprisingly obliged. I felt a twinge of guilt. I tiptoed into the closet and slipped on a new thong and my sweater. I grabbed a skirt and some heels and tiptoed back out.
"What are you doing babe?" He questioned.
"Ah-ah, wait." I taunted.
I slipped into my skirt quickly and grabbed my makeup bag and purse off of the desk in the corner. I slipped into my heels and smiled. I walked to the door and said, "You can open them."
He opened his eyes and swore. I hurried out of the room as Jack leaped from the bed. I was ready for this reaction though. I shut the door and hurried out into the kitchen. I scooped up my car keys and walked out the front door as Jack just walked into the kitchen. He ran after me, but I had already slipped on flats and had my bags in the passenger seat behind me. I opened the garage door and reversed out.
"(Y/N)!!! You are sooo going to regret this." He hollered.
After I was a safe distance from the house, I pulled over to the side of the road. I quickly applied some makeup and texted Jack apologizing and promising to stay home tomorrow. He responded right away. He texted back, "I dealt with myself, but I will deal with you tonight. You won't be able to walk tomorrow."
I cringed. I was going to be in for it tonight.

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