Omaha Squad Smuts

Jack Gilinsky: Drunk

-Background-
Jack and you have been together for a little under a year. He always goes out for "boy's night", but you'd appreciate a little bit of attention.
-Your POV-
"Hey I don't get why you have to go out?", I say to Jack as he steps out of the shower. "I'm just having a few drinks with J and Sam. It's not a big deal, y/n. I'll be back in a few hours and tomorrow is going to be amazing", he replies trying to convince me. I sigh and walk away, disappointed, but trying not to show it. He grabs my hand and spins me around so I'm now facing him. "Tomorrow night is going to be wild. I hope you're ready", Jack winks and I can feel butterflies in my stomach. It takes so little to turn me on. Him winking is one of the greatest sights on this planet. I don't know how I got so lucky. I rub my hands up and down his torso, "Or you could stay and we can have fun tonight." "When I get back, ok? I can't flake on them now." "Alright, baby", I say while handing him his clothes. He finishes getting ready and I eye him the whole time. I want nothing more than for him to dick me down right now. I sit there watching Netflix for a few hours. It's already 1 in the morning. I wanted to wait for Jack to come back, but I was so tired. I texted him.
-Text Message Conversation-
Me: Jack im going to sleep do u have ur key to get back in?
Jack: yes good night baby i love u
Me: love u too
-Your POV-
I felt warm arms wrap around my waist. I open my eyes to a goofy-looking Gilinsky smiling at me. "Hey babe", he slurs. I roll my eyes as I smell the alcohol on his breath. "Go to bed", I say pulling the blanket over my shoulders. "No I thought you said you wanted to have sex?", he pouts. I choose to not respond to him. If he wanted sex that bad he would have stayed home, right? He strips down to nothing but boxers and lays next to me. He's so hot when he's drunk. His raspy voice is so sexy. "Jack?" "Hmm?", he hums turning around. I lay my lips on his when he faces me. I can feel the smirk spread across his lips. I can taste the alcohol. He's been drinking vodka. It tastes so good. I love the way out tongues move in sync. I feel his hands glide down to my ass. He massages me for  a few minutes before flipping us over. I look down between us and see the boner in his boxers. He pulls his underwear down and I lick my lips at the sight of him. He looks at me, asking permission. I nod and he slowly pushes in me. Our hips grind against each other as he thrusts in and out. I wrap my arms around his back and leave light scratches. Low, husky groans come out of his mouth as he continues to thrust. I bite my lip as he adjusts and goes deeper, hitting my g-spot. He pulls out and moves his length towards my face. I take him in my mouth and finish him off. He lays down and shortly after, he passes out. I love drunk sex with G. Maybe next time I'll tease him and go out.