Jenna Ortega Imagines (2)

*Missing You* - J.O

G!P Jenna

BEFORE YOU READ:
this is probably the most detailed smut I've ever written, if you got smth bad to say, don't say it at all🧍🏻and just try to enjoy it cause if ya like it, I'll write more of it. now proceed! 🤭

You were missing Jenna all day today. She was busy with work, promo for movies, etc. You were counting down the hours, minutes, seconds till she comes home.

Finally 8 o'clock struck. Right on time, like she always promises, Jenna walks right through the door on the dot. You jumped into her arms - not giving her any time to process or think of anything else.

But she didn't complain. She simply chuckled, catching you against the door. She brushed your hair back, kissing your forehead. "Miss me?"

"Absolutely. You have no clue." You replied back.

Jenna sighed softly, soaking in the feeling of you two hugging. "Well, I already had dinner. How about we lay down for the night and watch a movie?"

"Sounds amazing."

You and Jenna headed off to the bedroom. While she changed into comfortable pajamas, you picked a movie for you both to watch. It was a cheesy romcom, The Notebook, one you both loved dearly.

Jenna laid down, back against the headboard. You snuggled against her, resting your head against her chest. Her arms wrapped around your body with ease, sighing contently now that she was home with you.

Maybe it was the way Jenna had her arm around you, her other arm lying in her lap, or the way her muscles tensed as she laughed about something with the movie.

But you needed her so bad. You gently rested your hand on her chest, softly caressing her skin before it started to feel far from innocent.

Feeling your hand resting on her chest, she looks down at you, her eyes widening slightly as she realizes the sneakiness behind your touch. A soft, knowing smile spreads across her face. She sets the phone aside, pausing the movie temporarily.

She chuckles, a deep, melodic sound that seems to reverberate through her toned body pressed against yours. Leaning in closer, her lips brush against your ear as she whispers, "I think someone's feeling a little frisky."

Her other arm, still wrapped around your shoulders, pulls you even closer. She starts to trail her fingertips lightly up and down your side, teasing the side of your breast through your thin shirt. Her touch is electric, sending shivers of anticipation through your body.

"Maybe." You whispered softly, biting your bottom lip slowly as the sound of movie playing faded into the background. A bubble of embrace and future ecstasy wrapped around the two of you.

"I suppose we could take a little break from the movie. If you need something else from me, pretty girl." Her husky voice is laced with innuendo, a playful promise of pleasures to come. She nuzzles into your neck, her lips grazing your sensitive skin. "Tell me what you want, love. I'm all yours."

"Fuck me please." You whimpered, your hand falling to her lap where her dick was trapped behind her boxers and basketball shorts "I need you so bad."

A soft groan escapes her lips at your desperate plea and intimate touch. She captures your wrist, holding your hand firmly against her hardening length as she grinds subtly into your palm.

"Mmmm, fuck. You're playing with fire, baby girl." She rasps, her voice dripping with lust. In one swift motion, she flips you onto your back on the bed, hovering over you with a wicked grin. Her brown eyes blaze with desire as she takes in your wanton expression.