call it what you want

Chapter 51

Ameeriah

We stumble into Jackson's bedroom, and with one hand, he reaches behind me and shuts the door behind and a pushes me up against the wall.

As soon as the door's shut, he puts his hand back onto my waist and then removes the other hand that's on my jaw, softly caressing.
Both of his hands are on my waist now and with every motion, I nearly lose balance because I can't fucking think when his hands are on me.

I hear Jackson's breathy sounds into me ear as we start to kiss even more passionate than before.
He moves both of his hands a little lower onto my waist, pushing me into him slightly as he does so.

Oh fuck.

I move my hands over to his hair and gently pull as he begins to walk us slightly over to his bed.
He doesn't remove his mouth from mine as he gently lowers me onto the bed.

As soon as we're on the bed, he moves one of his hands under my shirt and I can feel the goosebumps forming underneath his touch.
I reach behind his back and pull slightly at the neck of his shirt to motion him to take it off.
In one motion, he reaches behind his head and pulls it off, tussling his hair a little bit.

His fluffy brown hair is falling into his face and he looks fucking incredible as he leans back into me to put his lips to mine.

He lifts my shirt a little more before he stops moving his mouth on mine, but his lips are still on mine.
"Lift up a little baby," he whispers and I oblige by giving him enough room to lift my shirt over my head.

"Fuck," he mumbles, ever so quiet under his breath as he moves back to kissing me.

He moves his head down to my neck and I let out a breathy gasp as he sucks gently.

Without even thinking about what I'm doing, I put my hand over to his head and nudge him and he looks up to me with his big brown eyes.
"Something wrong?" He says a little out of breathe.

I shake my head. "Do you have a condom?" I whisper.
"Yeah I," he pauses. "Yeah I do but," he shakes his head lightly. "We don't have to right now if you don't want to."

"I want to," I whisper back and his eyes search my face. "Do you," I gulp. "Do you want to?" I whisper.
His eyes widen a little bit and he lets out the slightest laugh. "Ameeriah," he says slowly. "Yes. Fuck yes, yes I want to."
I laugh when I see his face.

He reaches over to his nightstand and grabs a little foil package before he leans back over to me.
"I haven't hooked up with anyone in six months, I just keep these in here."

"I know," I laugh a little because he's jumbling over his words.
"And I got tested a couple months ago, I'm clean," he says and I search his face.
"I trust you," I whisper and he nods his head before placing his lips back to mine.

Before long, he reaches down.

I look down and when I realize what the hell I'm supposed to be working with, I nearly have a fucking heart attack.

"Holy fuck Jackson."
He picks his head up quickly. "What?" He says, sounding panicked.
"There's no fucking way," I say with wide eyes, shaking my head slightly.

"What do you mean?" He searches my face with worried eyes before he widens them a little. "You want me to stop?"
I open my mouth to speak and I don't even know if I can formulate words right now. "No I'm just," I pause. "Jackson I seriously don't think this is gonna work."

"What the hell are you talking about Ameeriah?" He asks with wide eyes that are filled with worry. "We can stop right no—"
"No I don't wanna stop Jackson I just," I pause. "I just don't think it's gonna fit."

As soon as I get the words out, he laughs. "That's what you're worried about? Good gosh I thought you were about to break up with me right now and I was like well that's really fucking awkward because my dick is literally out right now," he says.

"Jackson this isn't funny," I say with a straight face.
"It's a little funny," he laughs slightly.

"Shut up," I shove his shoulder a little bit, and when he realizes that I don't laugh, he scrunches his brows together and tries to hold back a laugh,
"You're serious?" He says with wide eyes.

"Yes!" I exclaim and he laughs.

"Ameeriah it's gonna fit," he says, like it's the most nonchalant thing in the world.
"Jackson I don't think—"
"It'll be fine meeriah, you underestimate me," he smirks a little.
"Yeah clearly," I say in reference to the size and he laughs again before he gently falls back into a sincere face.

"Hey," he says softly, while searching my face with his eyes. "Do you not wanna do this?"
I close my eyes slightly and then open them back up to be met with his.

"I do," I sigh. "Sorry," I mumble.
"Don't say sorry baby," he whispers.

"Just," he pauses. "You tell me what you wanna do. You want me to slow down, we slow down. You want me to stop, we stop," He's got the softest, most sincere face and I've never felt more safe.
"You just gotta talk to me, okay?" And I nod my head.

He gently move his head down to mine before placing a kiss on my forehead before he moves down to meet his lips with mine.
We kiss for a bit before I pull back a little. "I'm ready," I whisper, and he nods his head.

Slowly, and then all at once, he pushes into me.

"Oh my gosh," I gasp.
He doesn't move and starts to speak. "Stop? Slow down?"

"Speed up Jackson," I mumble out in the sound of a breathless moan as I feel his muscular back with the tips of my fingers and he smiles before he presses his lips back to mine and starts to move.

I'm so oblivious to everything else in the entire world other than Jackson and his movements, his mouth on mine, the breathless noises, the moans and his fucking whimpers.

I thought Jackson was the hottest thing ever in this world until I slept with him and some fucking how he's even hotter than I could've ever imagined.

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First time writing smut even though it's still not like, the full thing??? Ig??? BHWSGSH idk guys baby steps LMAO
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