smut

Jack Johnson / Let Me Take Care Of You Daddy

(Not Mine)
Jack looked horrible. He had bags under his eyes, his hair had a grown quite a lot, and his eyes had lost that sparkle they usually held. Tired was the best word to describe him. He looked horrible, but he was still beautiful.

His head was leant against the arm of the couch, an arm slung lazily over my back as I laid against his chest. He was so cute and sexy and I wanted to do sinful things to him.

"Jack...." I started. His eyes darted to mine.

"Y/N....." he returned. His mouth turned up into a slight smirk as he looked down at me. I let my hand trail from his chest to the waistband of his shorts.

"I've really missed you, baby." his jaw tightened and he groaned, almost inaudibly.

"I missed you, too, sweetheart." he struggled to reply. His hand had moved to my hair and he had a tight grip on it. I pouted up at him and moved my fingers along the top of his shorts. His eyes rolled slightly.

"Fuck, Y/N get up here." I smiled to myself as I attached my lips to his. Moving so I straddled his waist, his hands found their place on my hips. I began grinding my center on to his, and he moaned against my lips. "Christ, the things you do to me." His hands made their way up my shirt and slipped beneath my bra. I felt his smirk into the kiss, and there was no way I was having that. I gripped his wrists in my hands and moved them above his head.

"New rule, Daddy. You can't touch me." I watched as his eyes clouded with lust, and felt his cock twitch against me. He groaned and nodded his head as I slowly ground myself against him even more. I smiled as I tilted my head to kiss down his neck. He panted above me, and I knew he was struggling with my new game.

"Strip me, Johnson." no sooner had the words left my mouth till I was sitting naked stop him. His eyes were trailing over my body as they filled with admiration.

"Y/N you're gorgeous." I felt my cheeks redden as I blushed. His hands wrapped around my waist as he leant up to kiss me. I pulled away and shook my head at him.

"Aw, Daddy. Remember the rules," he sighed as he laid back against the couch. I slowly slid his shorts down his legs, relieved to find he wasn't wearing anything beneath them. I wrapped my hand around his length and slowly began pumping. He let out a breathy moan as he relaxed under me. I placed him between my folds and rocked, lubricating him with my slick. I moaned as I felt him brush against my clit. He groaned loudly.

"Fuck, Y/N just take me, please." I sank down on him and relished in the feeling that I had missed. His hips began to move up to mine to create some sort of friction. I stopped him.

"Let me take care of you, Daddy." he groaned and threw his head back as I began making figure eights against him. My eyes rolled back at the feeling. "Daddy, oh you're so good, Daddy."

"Shit, you're such a good girl, Y/N. Taking care of Daddy like this, fuck." His thumb was suddenly rubbing my clit, sending me into even more pleasure.

"Daddy I think I'm gonna cum," I moaned out. He pressed his thumb down harder.

"Come on, baby. Let go for Daddy. Let Daddy see you cum. Please, Y/N fuck I need you to cum."

"Jack, shit!" I screamed as I finally reached my high. He moaned my name as he finished a little after I did. I laid against his chest after we both finished. His fingers strokes my hair away from my face as he kissed the top of my head.

"I love you Y/N." I smiled.

"I love you, Jack."