Bon Jovi Imagines

Jon Bon Jovi - Beg For It (S)

Brynn's POV

'Jon, can we head back now?' I say quietly

'How? Are you okay?' Jon says

'Yeah, I just wanna go home' I say

'Why? You never want to leave a party early' Jon says

'Jon, please can we just go home?' I say wrapping my arms around his neck

'Besides, I want something when we get home. It's annoying seeing all these girls first with you' I say whispering in his ear

'Come on then' Jon says grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the club and we start walking towards our apartment.

Timeskip and third person's POV :)

Jon places Brynn against their kitchen counter with a thump.

Brynn was growing impatient, she hated the thought of Jon and some whore doing anything of the sort.

Brynn grips onto Jon's shirt, pulling him down taking him by surprise and slamming her lips onto his.

'Seeing you jealous makes you look so hot' He gasped into the kiss as she started to peel his shirt off, whilst trying to focus on anything else besides that whore's body on Jon's.

Jon didn't care that Brynn was about to strip naked for him since it was pitch black outside the only light source being the street lights outside.

He slipped his hands underneath the waist band of her skirt, tugging slightly and when he pulled away to look at her for consent, she nodded her head and placed their lips together again.

'Yeah' Brynn mumbled against his lips

'I wish she could see you right now undressing me'

'Well she could' Jon rasped out and tossed her shirt off and threw it somewhere in the room

'But it would have to be through a glass door because darling you're to good for her to see in person'

'Prove it' Brynn moaned into the kiss, pushing down his own pants and he kicked them off, both of them now nearly naked. Brynn pushed her underwear down, and Jon unhooked her bra ready to prove to her just how good she was.

He turned her around harshly, pushing her body against the counter and hitching one of her legs up to leave her completely vulnerable to him

'You are about to get fucked like a slut understand?' Jon says

He pulled his boxers down, allowing them to fall onto the floor and stood between her legs while she slightly whimpered once his cock came in contact with her clit. He used his tip to run circles on her small bundle of nerves, earning another moan from her mouth.

'Jon please'

'That's right' Jon urged, aligning his tip at her entrance and pushing in so slowly and he didn't enter all the way.

'Beg for it'

'I'm not begging for it' Brynn whimpered, and this only made him want to fuck her harder.

'I will find someone else if you don't-'

She was cut off when he slammed into her tight hole, filling her up completely. What she had just said made him fill up with jealousy and anger and made him want to fuck her until then came round, skip breakfast and eat her core for breakfast instead.

'You wouldn't' Jon says whilst pounding into her, keeping his hand in display on her thigh that was hitched up to balance it on the counter.

'I hardly believe you'd even cum with anyone else' Jon says gritting his teeth and Brynn knew that was the truth because every boy she has been with before couldn't make her cum she faked it.