Jacob Sartorius Imagines

Insecure Mess of a Person pt. 2 (dirty)

I had to rewrite this because Wattpad was being a betch deleted my book before I had the chance to post a part 2 yeet

Jacob's POV

"Baby?" I sighed, staring at y/n's body. She only hummed a response, her fingernails tracing patterns on my bare chest. "You're so stunning." I admitted, meaning each and every word. My girlfriend was truly a goddess.

Her eyes lit up, her gaze moving back up to my face. "You are too, J." She replied before her lips leaned in and pressed against my own. Our mouths moved in sync, her tongue poking at the seam of my lips. I parted my lips, allowing her tongue to delve into my mouth.

She pulled body closer to mine, holding a firm grip on the both of my shoulders. My fingertips trailed down the sides of her torso, soon feeling the material of the jean shorts she was wearing. My right hand traveled to the front of them, finding the button of her jeans and holding it between my thumb and index finger.

I felt y/n smirk against my lips before pulling away from me. She looked down as she softly bit down on her swollen lower lip, watching each move of my fingers. "Go ahead." Her voice was soft and smooth, it almost being at a whisper.

At her approval, I slowly undid the button before pulling down the zipper of her shorts. My tongue swiped across my lips as she repositioned herself off of my lap, allowing her to pull them off of her legs. They fell to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her undergarments and making my excitement begin to build up once again.

Y/n climbed onto my lap once again, her straddling my bare body. I looked down at my lap, seeing that my length was slowly beginning to become erect again. Before I had the chance to even speak, her lips attached to the tender skin of my neck. I breathed out a moan as she sucked and kissed my neck, surely forming marks.

I closed my eyes, letting the bliss saturate my entire body. The insecurities I had were barely even noticeable, I was beginning to feel confident on myself. With the help of y/n, I actually felt okay with the way I was. Somehow, some way, she had the power to do that.

Her hands traveled down my chest, moving down my stomach. My breath hitched as her hand moved even lower, placing gently on my thigh. Her lips moved to the shell of my ear as her hand cupped my balls in her palm. My breathing became ragged as she massaged them gently, my length hardening even more.

"B-Baby," I struggled to keep my composure, finding it unbelievably difficult to not moan out in pleasure. Her lips pulled from my neck, the wet spots she created being exposed to the cool air and sending chills down my spine.

My gaze lowered to the grey bra that was still against her chest. You have no idea just how badly I wanted it off of her. I would have taken it off myself, but due to me being painfully inexperienced, I worried that I wouldn't know how. If I couldn't figure out how to undo the clasp I would definitely ruin the moment.

"Y/n, y-your...." my voice trailed off. She followed my stare, looking down. She must have understood what I was getting at, because she reached both arms around her back and unclasped the bra.

I watched in almost astonishment as the straps fell from her shoulders, the cups leaving her breasts as the bra fell from her body. My arousal skyrocketed at the sight of her completely topless. To think that less than an hour ago, I was explaining how badly I dreaded losing my virginity. But right now, I craved nothing more than to do that with y/n.

Y/n took hold of both of my hands, grasping the back of my hands in her palms. I felt my pulse increasing as she lifted my hands to her chest. I let out the slightest gasp as my hands connected with her breasts. It was painfully obvious that I hadn't ever done anything even remotely sexual with a girl. I already felt like I was about to burst again and she wasn't even touching me.