ʳᵒᵒᵐᵐᵃᵗᵉˢ ( jack gilinsky )

17 - sausages

song mood for this chapter-
lost in japan - shawn mendes

mia's pov

my eyes shoot open and i scream as i hear the front door open.

"what!" jack jumps up holding his ears. "oh my god. i think i'm deaf."

tyler peeps his head through the door and i slap my forehead.

"i thought we were about to get mugged." i sigh.

"y'all really can't lock the door for shit." tyler says as he walks in. camden walks in right after him holding target bags.

"wakey wakey eggs and bakey!" camden says.

"please never say that ever again." tyler shudders.

i yawn and get out of jack's arms. i guess we crashed on the couch last night.

"what happened here?" ty says as he points at the broken glass on the ground. he looks up at us and smirks, "is this why you guys left early last night?"

"wow, i never knew mia was so kinky." camden says. "jack likes it rough-"

"yeah okay what are you guys doing here?" jack asks as he rubs his eyes.

"our stove is broken and we wanted to make some pancakes for breakfast." ty says.

"and sausages." camden adds.

"yeah camdick, you would like that." tyler snickers.

"yes tyler, and you would know." camden says.

"breakfast? it's 2 in the afternoon." jack says.

"says the bitch who just woke up." tyler raises his brows.

"ty, you didn't have to drag him like that... ima go get ready." i throw the blanket off of me.

i walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower. as i wait for the water to get warm, i squeeze a bit of mint toothpaste onto my electric toothbrush, and start brushing my teeth.

jack quietly comes in and locks the door before wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. i smirk at him in the mirror and lean down to spit my toothpaste out and rinse my mouth.

i wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and lean my back onto his chest. he lifts up my t-shirt over my head and throws it on the ground, leaving me topless. his big hands slowly rake up my body and cup my breasts.

"jack, they're literally in the kitchen." i breathe as he toys with my breasts.

"let me make you feel good." he bites his lip.

his hand trails down the hem of my panties and i stare at him in the mirror. i feel his warm fingers rub circles on my clit, causing me to become more aroused.

"don't... don't you want to talk about last night-" i say breathlessly as my eyes flutter shut.

"no." he says. he plunges two fingers inside me catching me off guard. "you're soaking, mia."