Helpful Hand (Jack Gillinsky)

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Word Count: 630
Type Of Imagine: dirty

"THE PARTY HAS ARRIVED!" I yelled as I walked into Nash's home, where all the guys were.

"Did you bring alcohol?" Nash said as he walked up to me. I nodded and handed him two, six packs of beer. "OH IT'S TRUE GUYS THE PARTY HAS ARRIVED!" Nash yelled, causing me to laugh. We walked into the living room to see everyone there. Jack Johnson, Aaron, Taylor, Shawn, Matt, Carter and... Jack Gillinsky, my ex. These guys were my like brothers. I walked into the room then sat on Shawn's lap since there was no other spot left on the couch. Nash walked in and put the beer on the coffee table. "So what's up?" Shawn said to me. 

I shrugged, "nothing new." I said. 

I looked up and saw Jack Gillinsky staring at me. I forced a smile and he just continued to stare at me. I stood up to take my jacket off to reveal my crop top and high waisted shorts. I sat back down on Shawn's lap and grabbed a bottle of beer. I took a sip and sat down, sighing. I crossed my leg over my other leg and Taylor put Spring Breakers on the tv, and the lights were all shut off. I continued watching the movie, taking a sip of my beer once in a while. 

When the girls appear on the screen in bikinis, Taylor, Aaron, Carter, and Nash all yelled. I rolled my eyes, getting up. I walked into the kitchen and tried to find something to eat. I turned around to see Jack standing there. He stared at me up and down then bit his lip. I looked down and took out my phone. I looked up at him and he was staring at me seductively. "Jack are you okay?" I asked. Jack nodded, shifting himself. I looked down and saw a bulge in his pants. I put my hand over my mouth, giggling. "Don't laugh." he said, his voice was deeper than usual, meaning he was turned on by something. 

I walked over to him then said, "Then what do you want me to do?" I asked him, putting my hand on my bicep, biting my lip... teasing him. 

"Help me with this." he said, gesturing towards his boner. I bit my lip. Jack put his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his boner against me. I looked up at him and his eyes were full of lust. 

"Cmon give me a helping hand babe." he said, then bit his lip. I grabbed his hand then dragged him into the closet. We turned the light on then said, "What do you want me to do... daddy?" I whispered, seductively. Jack put his hand on my shoulder and forced me onto my knees. 

Jack ripped his shirt off as well as mine. He pulled his pants off as well as his boxers and his errction slapped against his abs. I stared at it, then up at Jack. I bit my lip then put some of his length in my mouth, deep throating it, and taking care of the rest with my hands, rubbing it in a circular motion. "Oh fuck Y/N." He cursed under his breath. "You have to be quiet daddy." I whispered, then went back to it. After a little while, Jack released in my mouth, I swallowed it all. "Good job kitten." he said, biting his lip. 

We got up, put on our clothes and stepped out of the closet to see all the boys standing there. "Oh kitten." Nash moaned, mocking Jack. 

"Oh daddy you gotta be quiet" Taylor whispered. 

"Ya'll are just jealous that you don't have a helping hand like Y/N" Jack said, smirking. 

A/N: Yikes, I'm bad at smut. 



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