Imagines ✧ OGOC & Magcon | DISCONTINUED

J.G - Just A Couple Trying To Make Dinner/Smut.

• Could you do a jack g smut please

-- (Y/N's POV) --

"Y/N I swear to God if you do that one more time, you're gonna' regret it." Jack threatens, tightening his hold on the knife he holds in his hand.

Now you may be wondering if you've stumbled upon a crazy psycho murder story but no, it's just a couple trying to make dinner.

"Do what?" I ask innocently, slapping his ass on my way past him to the fridge.

"You're teasing me and it's working so just leave it otherwise I'll take you here and now on that counter." He smirks, chopping the vegetables.

"Why leave it when I can carry on and get what I want?" I smirk, slapping his ass again on my way back to the stove. He puts the knife down and grabs my waist, pulling me to the island, he picks me up and sits me on it before turning off the stove and sliding off his sweatpants.

"Is this what you want Y/N? Is this what you've been teasing me for?" He asks, taking off my shorts and panties; wasting no time in positioning himself at my entrance and sliding in without a second thought.

"Y-Yes Jack, fu-fuck." I moan, resting my head on the counter as he thrusts; hitting my sensitive spot.

"You wanted me to fuck you on the kitchen counter? Huh? Dirty girl." His words were turning me on, even more so than his rough voice.

He squeezes my hips when I don't answer him. "Yes Jack!" I yell, moaning so the whole neighbourhood could hear us as he rubs my clit.

"You like that baby? You like me fucking you on the kitchen counter huh?" He grunts, slipping one of his hands under my t-shirt to massage one of my breasts.

"Fuck yes!" I shout, clenching around him as the feeling in the pit of my stomach begins to overpower me.

"Cum for me baby, shit, I'm so close Y/N." His face scrunches up, I squeeze my eyes closed and bite my lip.

"Faster, Jack, faster!" I almost scream, gripping the edge of the counter in my hand whilst the other one holds his forearm.

He does as told, slamming faster and harder into me. Sweat beads line his forehead, his cheeks are red and his bottom lip is indented with teeth marks because he had been biting it so hard.

"I'm gonna cum baby girl." He moans.

"Me too Jack, fuck."

We release near enough the same time; letting it out physically and verbally. "Jack!" I scream, clawing at his shoulders as my legs shake and his face scrunches up.

He rests his sweaty forehead on my stomach, panting to catch his breath. "So fucking hot." He groans, pulling out of me. I'll have to take the morning after pill.

"Is it weird that I like it better on the counter than in bed or anywhere else?" I giggle, climbing off the counter. I hold onto it for support, my weak legs not able to hold me without.

"Oh baby girl, we haven't tried even half of the places I have in mind, go undress and jump in the pool whilst I clean this up." He smirks, nodding his head to the half cooked food.

I gasp and slap his ass before taking off my t-shirt and bra right in front of him. "You best run." He chuckles, checking me out.

And I do, I run and jump in the pool; ready and raring for round two.