Jack Barakat Imagines

I Hope You Get Lonely Tonight

I love your writing!! Could you do a kind of romantic / bittersweet jack smut based on the song 'hope you get lonely tonight' by Cole Swindell?

AN req uested by Tumblr user ohyeahlashton. Haven't done a text in a while, this is between you and Jack. I made the ending a ot sadder than I intended to, oops. But hey, finally an update! Let's all throw our hands up and rejoice! So news update, my winter break starts next week, I was thinking that could be the time when I start trying to get the part two of the halloween imagines thing written. Does that sound like a fun thing? Anyway, I'm glad you guys haven't lost all your faith in me. I'm trying my hardest <3 I love you guys, thanks for sticking with me. Enjoy xx

Warning: smut

Jack's POV

A bottle in my hand, and my phone in the other, I'm drunk texting Y/N. I'm horny, lonely, and a little regretful. Things ended between us, not well to say the least. I just want to be close to her right now and this is the only thing I can think of to do.

Surprisingly she was a little more receptive than I thought she was going to be. So I took it as a yes and left for her apartment. Leaving her when I did, it was hard, but it was for our own good, really. We weren't right for each other, we never clicked. She cheated on me, I cheated on her, The only time we had fun together was when we were having sex, and when we got lonely, sometimes, we'd hit each other up for a booty call.

It was a two way thing. It was never strictly my fault or hers, it was just how it happened. And how it happened with us was that we never really were into that romantic shit. We got drunk, we had sex, we tried for a relationship, it didn't work out. And that was that.

But now here I am, three in the goddamn morning, riding a taxi over to her house because I'm too fucking drunk to even drive there myself. I arrived, knocked on the door, and waited. In less than four seconds, I counted, she was there. Her hair was messy, and she was wearing sweatpants, nothing I haven't seen before. She rarely dressed up for me. Only when we were so called dating. We wasted no time for talk, instead I was fast to attach myself to her.

She dropped what she was holding, a bag of chips I think, and her hands went through my hair. No one was here, it didn't feel like anyone was there for a long time. It was cold, airy, almost had a stale taste to it. But my mouth was tasting other things. No words filled the air for hours after that. The only sound to hear was hot breaths and low moans.

She pulled me to her room, her mouth still attached to mine. Her hands were wandering everywhere, from my torso, to my hair, to my ass. My hands were cupped firmly on her thighs. She made it to her bed, and she crawled back, letting me top. I was straddling her, my clothes still on. She tugged at my shirt while thrusting briefly towards me. I pulled away from her to swipe off my shirt. She followed suit with her own. No sooner than later, I had undone her bra. It was on the floor, and her boobs were peaking out for me to see. My hands grabbed them, and she let out a soft groan against my mouth.

I unbuttoned my pants and shimmied them down so that they were off. Just because I didn't have a romantic attachment doesn't mean I don't want to be naked. We could be going at this for hours, and I wouldn't even know. I lose my time with this girl. Her pants were off by the time mine were, and we both wasted no time in pulling off the rest. I was in front of her entrance, ready to take her. I gave her one last look to make sure I had full consent before she nodded and I entered slowly.

I knew how she wanted it. We've done it so many times that I have the routine memorized now. We make out for a while, until it gets heated, then the clothes come off. If I do it just right, we skip the foreplay, and that was tonight. We went right in with the sex, and we can do it for hours without cumming the first time. I make sure she holds it in just as I do for her. And if you hold it in long enough, you can get just the high you need. That's what we were going for.