(jj and kiara aren't together in this)
kiara's pov:
we're at a party at sarah's house, and jj went to go get a drink. that was a few minutes ago and i haven't seen him, so i decide to go look for him. i look around and can't see him so i go up to the rooms. the first one is locked, but the second isn't. i walk in and freeze. i see jj sat on the floor, pants off and he's giving himself a hand job.
i think we both get a fright because he grabs his pants, trying to cover himself and i kinda freeze, just standing there.
"sorry... i was just.. coming to see where you were" i say.
"i- was just... fixing something" he says.
i don't know what comes over me but i get this crazy idea. i close the door behind me and lock it before turning back to jj.
"do you want me to help?" i say.
"what?" he says as i walk towards him.
"do you want me to help?" i repeat.
"i- i mean, if you want.." he says. "you don't have to though"
"let me help" i say, holding my hand out.
he takes it and sits on the bed next to us, leaving his pants on the floor. i don't know what i was expecting but.. he's big. i kneel down infront of him and push my hair back with my hands, holding it in a makeshift ponytail, but jj takes it instead, holding it for me.
"how did this happen in the first place?" i say, looking at his erection pointing towards me.
he doesn't say anything, but his cheeks go a little red. i chuckle as my jaw drops.
"was it me!?"
"shh" he says as i laugh. "yes... it was because of you okay" he says.
"wow, i didn't think i looked that good tonight but that boosted my confidence" i say, lining my mouth up with his tip.
"i'm glad" he says sarcastically.
i genuinely didn't think i looked that good. i'm only wearing a small black dress, that shows off some cleavage, but not in a slutty way. i did notice jj looking at me a few times, checking me out, though.
i lick the precum from his tip, slowly. i look up, meeting his eyes. his breathes are heavy and i haven't even started yet. i wrap my lips around his length, slowly starting to bob my head, taking more of him each time. he squeezes his eyes shut as his lips part.
"fuck" he breathes out.
i suck him harder, and faster as i keep my eyes on him. i curl my toes and try not to gag as his tip brushes the back of my throat.
"fuck, fuck- kie" he moans above me.
i continue doing this while moving my hand to pump the rest of him that i can't fit in my mouth. i swirl my tongue around him as i continue to bob my head.
"i'm gonna cum" he says.
i keep doing what i'm doing, his tip brushing the back of my throat again. after a few seconds he moans and his release spills down my throat. i swallow and slow down, riding out his high before shuffling back. his hand drops my hair as he pants to catch his breathe. i wipe the corners of my mouth before fixing my hair.
"thankyou" he says. "that was better than i ever could've done"
"you're welcome" i say, standing up as he pulls his underwear and pants back on.
"do you need...?" he trails off.
"not right now, but remember you owe me one" i say before going back towards the door.
