Outerbanks one shots and imagines (DISCONTINUED)

nsfw|don't stop - John B

warnings: semi-public sex , daddy kink , spanking , thigh riding

You feel John B's fingers trail up your leg as you two sit on the couch with your friends, watching a movie. Your breath hitches as you grab John B's wrist. Then, he leans down to your ear. "If I have to stop what I'm doing, then you won't be able to walk for a week." He whispers.

You nod and John B kisses just below your ear. "Atta girl." He says. His fingers trace up your folds and you let out a shaky breath. "You're so wet." He whispers. He slips one finger into you and you bite your lip, suppressing a moan.

You feel like you're in heaven. You feel yourself clench around John B's fingers, but you don't want to cum yet. So, you grab his wrist and he looks down at you. "Close your eyes." He orders. "You're asleep, so I'm gonna take you upstairs, yeah?"

You nod and close your eyes. "Hey, guys, Y/n's fallen asleep, so I'm just gonna take her upstairs." John B says.

"Alright, dude. Night." Pope says as he keeps his eyes on the TV. John B picks you up bridal style and carries you into your bedroom. He puts you on the bed and pulls off his shirt.

"What did I tell you earlier?" He asks. You don't reply and look away. John B grabs you face and makes you look at him. "I asked you a question, baby. Answer me."

"You told me, not to stop you." You say quietly. John B nods.

"And what did I say would happen if you did stop me?" He asks.

"I wouldn't be able to walk for a week." You say. John B nods.

"Exactly. And what did you do?" He asks.

"I stopped you." You say.

"So, now, I gotta punish you." John B says. You whine and John B sits on the edge of the bed. "Come on, over my lap, baby." You crawl over and lay yourself over John B's lap. He lifts your dress up to your waist and pulls your panties down. "Does five seem like enough, honey?"

You nod and John B nods before landing the first spank on your ass. You bite your lip, not allowing any moans to slip out. After four more spanks, John B sits you back up so you're straddling his thigh. "You took your punishment so well, baby." John B says before kissing your neck. "Such a good girl for daddy."

"Daddy," You breathe.

"Can you ride my thigh, baby?" John B asks as he makes eye contact with you. You nod and he smiles. "Good girl." His hands find your hips, and slowly he begins to grind you on his thigh. Your mouth drops open as the denim of his jeans rub against your clit.

"Feels so good, daddy." You breath making John B smirk. He moves you faster until you're biting your lip once again. "Daddy, I'm gonna - I -"

"You gonna cum, baby? You gonna cum on my thigh?" John B asks making you nod. "Cum on my thigh baby, show me how good I make you feel." At his words, you release all over his thigh, your head in the crook of his neck. "Atta girl." He praises. "Did so well."

John B rubs his hand over your ass and kisses your neck again. "Daddy,"

"No, baby, not daddy anymore, ok?" He says making you nod. "You want to sleep, baby?" You nod and then, moments later, you're asleep in John B's arms.