Eyes Don't Lie ✩ Jenna Ortega (G!P)

XI

| Jenna's POV |
A/N: stupid wattpad won't let me organize everything, it's glitching fr😭

"Who do you belong to?" I growled in Y/N's ear, my fingers slamming into her tight center, her moans echoed through my ears. It was a pleasant sound. "Say it, Y/N."

"You! Fuck- I belong to you!" She arched her back and scratched at mine while I pushed and curled my fingers deeper inside her, only bringing more and more pleasure to her.

"Damn right you do." I chuckled darkly and slipped my fingers out. Unbuttoned my pants, I slowly reach for-

"Jenna!" Jasmin snapped her fingers in front of my face, where I quickly jumped out of my thoughts. "You looked like you were daydreaming of something good." She pointed teasingly at the small tent forming in my pants. I was wearing sweats so it was kinda noticeable. Did I just have a sex daydream about Y/N?

"Uh s-sure, yeah." I quickly snacked my jacket from behind me and covered my crotch with it, ignoring Jasmin's laughs. Y/N was talking it up with Devyn, the brunette's arm brushing over her arm. For some reason, it made my stomach churn, I felt sick. I knew Devyn had no romantic feelings for Y/N, but the sight alone was enough to piss me the fuck off.

I watched as Y/N threw her head back laughing when Devyn cracked a joke, the girls smiling uncontrollably. They made quick friends. God, I wish it was me who was making Y/N's head go back, but not in a laughing way, more of a way where I'm buried deep inside her and- what the actual fuck?

Okay, my dirty thoughts need to go away.

"I'll be right back." I whispered to Jasmin and she nodded in understanding when I rushed off to the bathroom to take care of my... little... problem. Y/N watched me with curious eyes as I disappeared into the women's restroom — I silently thank god that no one was in the bathroom as I popped my fly open and got to work.

For some reason, the only thing that was able to get me off was thinking of Y/N. Again.

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"Hey, where'd you go?" The sound of Y/N's voice appeared on my left as I exited the bathroom. I jumped slightly which made her confused as she furrows her brows at me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I quickly shut down and avoided the girl who just followed me curiously.

"Jenna." Her stern voice made me freeze in my steps as I turned to her with an innocent look in my eye. "What's wrong? Why did you rush to the bathroom?"

"I just-" Quick, come up with an excuse. "I just wasn't feeling good, and I'm still not so I'm going to rest in my trailer. Alright? Good, great. BYE Y/N!" I rambled out quickly, sadly, leaving the poorly confused girl behind.

When I reached my trailer, I crashed onto my mattress and let out a long, tiring sigh. This world is so complicated, specially, feelings are. I haven't even known Y/N for that long and I already know that there's something deeper than I know if I'm having sex dreams about her. I visibly shiver as I remember them, I'm sure she'd be just as good — if not better — as she is in my dream.

Wait, I don't want to think about that because then I'll get another boner and I don't have time for that one since I have filming again in about 15 minutes.

I just sighed to myself and ran my fingers through my hair, my arms stretched above my head as I closed my eyes. I wanted to relax and have peace for just a little bit. But my time was shortly cut off by — probably — Jasmin practically pounding on my fucking door. I groaned and rolled over reluctantly. Dramatically rolling my eyes, I threw my trailer door open. To my surprise, it wasn't Jasmin (though I wish it was now) as soon as I spotted Y/N instead.

"Hi." She said in a small, somewhat insecure tone. I tilted my head at that, concern flowing through my body. "Did I- did I do something wrong?" She suddenly asked and I froze like an idiot.