Redamancy / Jack Grealish

Chapter 15

Angie's POV:
TW: sexual content

It was too good to be true, waking up in Jack's arms. He was so warm. I wasn't used to wake up next to someone anymore but I definetely could get used to wake up next to Jack. I didn't feel alone. He was next to me, snoring like a happy little puppy. I put my arm on his chest and he grabbed my hand immediately, but so soft.

Was I supposed to like the way things happened between us? It was new and yet so good. Jack still had his eyes closed but he still knew he was holding my hand.

He slowly turned his head and opened his eyes to look at me. A smile curled up my lips. "Good morning." I murmured. His hair was messy and his face looked sleepy. "Hi." Jack murmured and then wrapped his arms around me. I shuffled closer. "Slept good?"

"Mhm, very much so." I smiled. Jack leaned in and kissed the top of my head.

"What time is it?" I asked him. He took his phone from the nightstand. "Five minutes past eight." He said, before he put his phone away again. "We've got plenty of time left then." I murmured. Jack looked down at me and shook his head, smirking. "I know what you're thinking... but aren't you still sore from last night?"

"Yeah. I wasn't thinking of that, to be fair... but if you insist on it-" I smiled but Jack cut me off by placing his hand on my mouth. "Never. Ever. Feel. Forced. To. Do. Something."

I cuddled into Jack's bare chest and kissed the skin there quickly. "Do you want me to leave then?" I asked. I didn't want to leave. I didn't want him to want me to leave. The situation was perfect, and nothing could ever get me out of his arms. "No, god. Don't leave." He said and kept his distance to my middle. "I'm just in a really serious situation right now and actually want to warn you."

My brows furrowed. Serious situation? What was this man talking about? "You gotta talk to me if you want me to get your serious situation." I said.

Jack grabbed my chin and lifted it up a bit so he could lean down and kiss me.

I guided my hand down his chest and Jack stopped the kiss. "What?" I asked. He looked down at his body and then I noticed. The morning wood. Of course. Jack was hard. I looked up into his eyes again. "Do you want me to solve your problem?" I asked, slowly beginning to carress his belly with my fingertips. Jack nodded and I shifted a little bit on my spot next to him.

"Lift the blanket."

He did as I told him to and I kneeled down on him, each leg next to his. Then I stared up into his eyes for once again and touched his dick over the material of his boxers.

Without a word, I pulled them down and grabbed his cock into my hands. It was hot and pulsating, but fitting into my hands beautifully. He looked so hot, his hair was still a mess when he brushed it back. A slight smile appeared on my lips. Not a smirk, but a generous and nice smile. We were comfortable here. Just us two. And well, his dick in my hands.

I started to move my hand up and down. I expected it to be weird. It was morning, we didn't rizz each other up. But still, I wanted to please him.

He parted his lips.

I felt myself building up. But this wasn't about me. Like he said... I was sore as fuck.

Jack breathed out loudly when I wrapped my lips around his tip. I once saw a porn where the girl made the boy come with just paying attention to his tip and I tried to remember what exactly she did...

I swirled my tounge around it and wrapped my lips around to tease him a bit, before I started sucking on it. His reaction was better than I expected. Slow motions made him shudder. "Fuck... you're so good at this." He breathed out and grabbed my hair. I continued to lick and suck his tip. My eyes looked up at him. He had his eyes closed, head leaning againt the headboard. "You're drooling..." He said some seconds later. And I was.