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Summary: After a drunk one night stand with her best friend, Jake, reader has to figure out how to break some news to him.
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, pregnant!reader, reader being nervous/worried, mentions of alcohol, being drunk, kissing, hair pulling, oral (f rec), unprotected sex, general filth
Word Count: 4.9k | unedited
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Jake's hands held onto your hips as he backed you up into his room, kicking the door shut behind him and reaching back to lock it.
His lips never leaving yours.
You giggle as he lifts you up, his hands squeezing your ass as he walks you over to the bed. His body hovers over yours, your legs still hooked around his waist as your hand runs through his hair.
He trails the kisses down your neck and you let out a moan as he bites and sucks a mark into your skin.
He groans lowly as you tug on his hair, reaching down with your other hand to bunch your dress up, "Please."
Jake pushes himself up, lifting his tank up and off his body before reaching down to spread your legs open wider. His bottom lip pulls between his teeth as he looks from your soaked panties up to your face.
He smirks, "Take'em off."
You bend your legs up, lifting your hips from the bed as you slide the fabric down over your legs.
He doesn't miss a beat, moving to place his head between your thighs and licking a stripe up your needy core, "Fuck, you take so good."
You let out a moan, your hips bucking as your hand flings to the back of his head, "Fuck, Jake." Your back arches upward as his lips close around your clit, earning a gasp from you.
Your fingers lace through his hair, tugging and pulling at his hair, "Oh fuck, Jake." Your eyes roll back as he tilts his head down, slipping his tongue into you.
Your legs lock around his head, moan after moan rolling from your tongue.
His fingertips dig into your hips, pulling you as close as he can get you.
"F-fuck, fuck. D-don't stop." You throw your head back, your hand slamming down onto the bed and gripping the blanket below you for leverage as you feel yourself getting closer and closer, "I-I- yesyesyes."
You roll your hips, "fuuuck."
He's quick to replace his tongue with two of his fingers, moving his mouth back up to suck your clit.
"Shit, shit, yes. Fuck." You look down at him, your jaw falling slack as you'd watch his tongue draw circles on the sensitive nub.
He glances up at you, locking eyes as his fingers thrust in and out. He picks his head up, his fingers still moving, "Gonna cum for me?"
