Forgotten•J.G

1.5

Oh by the way warning smut
I'd recommend holy water
Mercedes pov

"Come on Jack, what the hell has gotten into you?" I say as anger rose in my veins giving me rage beyond compare.

"What do you mean, baby girl?" He slurred. You see Jack and I had gotten into a fight after I talked with Jacob that I stormed out of the house, of course Jack followed me but he lost me and ended up going to a bar and cry.

"Jack, why didn't you just call me. This wouldn't have happened." Rolling my eyes like I have been for the entire night.

It's currently 3:06 in the morning and I went to the bar he was and dragged him home.

"Just let me go." He whined like a five year old, stomping and crossing his arms over his chest. His face frowning and his lower lip engulfing his upper lip.

"Fine, whatever Jack." I had let go of him by now and I started to lazily walk upstairs.

I felt his large toned arm snake around my waist and his other arm begin to lift me up by my legs. He carried me to our bedroom and he began to strip. Not like I haven't seen his shirtless but it still surprised me each time I did.

He started to undo his belt and I shifted in awkwardness. He looked at me with his big Brown orbs and he gave me a confused look. He hooked his index finger in the waist band of his Calvin cline briefs, and my eyes widened.

He didn't pull them off but instead walked over to me with lust in his eyes, I brought my knees to my chest and had my back against the headboard. He grabbed by ankles and yanked me to the foot of the bed, running his hands up and down my body. His lips collided with mine as we fought for dominance his lip ran across my lower lip and I accepted. He began to lift my shirt over my head as our lips detached and reattached continuing the harsh make out. He tugged at my jeans and slid them off painfully slow.

He looked at my vulnerable body and whispered under his breath,
"Beauty" was all he said before looping his finger in the waist band of my black lace underwear tugging them off. He looked at me, kissing his way up to my jaw and down my neck. Biting here and there. My breathing was unsteady as his hand went below. He slowly rubbed my sensitive area as I squirmed in my place letting a few moans release. He placed kisses down my stomach, the familiar purple and red bruises only in places, one so close could see.

"J-Jack, let me pl-lease you" I barley managed to form a sentence.

"Make daddy happy." I rose up and crawled over to him. He flinched under my touch and I pulled down his briefs. He clenched his jaw and I flicked my tongue over the tip. He let out a soft groan as I took him all in my mouth.

"Oh-H my god Merc, don't stop" he moaned throwing his head back in enjoyment. I felt him twitch in my throat and a salty liquid run down the back of my throat.

He grabbed my from under my legs and threw my onto the bed, pulling me over to him. He slid into me without giving me any warning or time to adjust. He slammed into me repeatedly as moans and groans filled the room. Over and over he hit my g-spot and I arched my back as my nails left thick lines in his back. Never slowing his pace he slammed into me. Pinning my arms above my head he bent over so his head was over my left shoulder.

"I can't ho-old it anym-more" as I finished the sentence I unraveled onto him as he reached his high too.

"Fuc-ck, I'm your daddy. No one else." And with that he got into bed next to me and cuddled into me. Falling asleep we both clothed held onto each other.

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The next morning it hurt to walk, I barley remember anything from last night. That's a lie and no one likes liars. Jack jogged down stairs and smirked at me while I made toast.

"What, is there something on me?" I said wobbling over to the toaster.
He hysterically laughed at me.

"You can't walk, your too sore?"
He said still laughing

"Maybe, but I don't remember it." I said laughing a bit too.

"Well you are definitely going to be mine so you know." Wait what.

"Huh?"

"Mercedes lyes Watson, will you be my girlfriend?" Oh my god yes

"Yes, idiot" with that he smiled and took my toast, little fucker.

"Hey asshole I made that." I said chasing him through the kitchen.

"Yep, that's why I took it." He laughed while giving me a white toothed smile I love. He's so perfect.

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No I am not alive if you were wondering,
So I was sick for a week so I made this a bit longer
Word count 877
Your welcome

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