Jacob Sartorius Imagines

I'm in Charge (dirty)

Someone requested an imagine where the girl is dominant in bed so here it is

Y/n's POV

I sat at my desk in my room, typing up my essay that's due for my English class tomorrow. I softly hummed to the music that I played through my earphones so I didn't hear the tiny pebbles hitting my window. I also didn't hear my boyfriend climbing up the side of my house, knocking on my window to get my attention. So, I nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt his hand on my shoulder.

I squealed, turning around, ready to defend myself with a sharpened pencil to whoever it was. Then, I saw his familiar smirk and those hazel eyes.

"A pencil? Really? That's your weapon, sweetheart?" Jacob chuckled.

I sighed, placing my hand over my chest. "Jacob, you asshole, what are you doing here?"

"Can't I come see my girl whenever I miss her?" He winked.

"Not when my dad is a trained sheriff that hears and sees everything." I rolled my eyes, rushing over to my door to lock it. "If he catches you up here-"

"He'll have my balls, I know. But I plan on them being sunk into you by then." He smirked, wrapping his arms around my waist and gently tugged me towards him. "Right, sweetheart?" He leaned into me and engulfed me in a kiss,

"Yes, he will and I need those." I huffed playfully.

"I'm yours, baby." He mumbled, kissing my cheek. "You own these balls." He chuckled.

"I'm serious, Jacob," I frowned. "You shouldn't be sneaking in here."

"If I came through the front door he wouldn't let me in your room with the door closed, and I can't fuck you with your father watching us." He said.

"You have a good point." I mumbled.

"I do. Now, would you like to explain to me what you're doing look so damn cute in these shorts?" He smirked, hands traveling down to my butt where he squeezed.

"Sorry, I wasn't expecting you to come over, I would've changed into different shorts." I flushed, looking down at the shorts that barely covered my ass.

"Are you kidding me? These are the perfect length, I wouldn't mind if they were shorter." He smirked, leaning back in to kiss me. I closed my eyes, getting lost in the kiss as. He patted my thighs, motioning for me to jump into his arms all while he was still kissing me.

I leaped forward a bit and he walked us to my bed, falling backwards with me being on top.  I moaned a little into his mouth and he gripped my butt with his hands. I ran my fingers up his stomach, feeling him his muscles tense under my touch. I began to tug his shirt upwards so he could remove it.

"What's the hurry, princess?" He pulled away from me, smirking. "Why so needy? You know I'll take care of you." He attached his lips to my neck and lightly bit down into my skin. "I always do."

"Fuck, Jacob..." I moaned, squeezing my legs around his thighs to create friction. I needed to release some of the tension between my legs.

"I love it when you curse but watch your mouth, sweetheart." He teased, licking the small mark he made on my neck before he started sucking it to make it appear even darker.

"Fuck you." I mumbled before biting my lip so no loud moans can slip out.

"I intend to, baby." He kissed his way back up to my lips and held me close to him, shoving his tongue in my mouth. I whimpered in his mouth, slowly moving my crotch against his thigh. His hands reached up to grip my hips and keep them steady, leaving me no choice but to clench my thighs around his. "So damn needy." He groaned.