Omaha Squad Smuts

Jack Gilinsky: Not Right Now

-Background-
Jack is constantly trying to get into your pants and you always turn him down. This time he convinces you.
-Your POV-
Jack and me usually just spend Sundays cooped up in the house watching movies. It's his turn to pick and of course he picks old action movies. Stuff like 2Guns, Terminator, Three Kings, and Taken. He loves action movies, but I'd rather watch romantic comedies like How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days. I just deal with it, I don't want to throw a fit about something simple, so here I am watching the movie Taken for the billionth time. I was scrolling through instagram when Jack snatched the phone out of my hand. "Watch the movie, quit playing with your phone", he justifies his action. He lays my phone face down next to his on the side table. I roll my eyes and turn towards the tv. We lay there for a few minutes enjoying each other's company. Jack puts his hand underneath the blanket and lays it on my knee. He rubs my leg and I flash him a small smile. A few more minutes go by and his hand slides farther up, I catch his hints. I look over at him and give a 'quit it' look. He removes his hand and sighs. He leans away from me and I roll my eyes at his dramatic response. "Come on, y/n. We haven't had sex in forever!", he raises his voice at me. I'm startled at his sudden mood change. "Hello?" I don't know what to say to him. I have no excuses. I've used every excuse I can think of. I don't want him to know that I'm insecure about my body. My insecurities are the real reason I don't want to have sex with him. I've gained five pounds in the past month and I feel so disgusting. "Y/n? Answer me." He's now sitting up and facing me. Tears are sliding down my cheeks. "What's wrong?" "I don't know, Jack. Just not right now", I sob. I rub my eyes and try to stop the tears, but they keep pouring out. "Seriously, something's wrong? Tell me, babe", he tries urging me to spill my feelings. "I feel so ugly right now. I'm not good enough for you and I never will be", I admit. His eyes widen and he has shock written all over his face. He takes me into his arms and gently squeezes me. Being in his warmth calms me down, but it doesn't change the way I feel about myself. "Don't ever think that you aren't good enough for me, baby. I love you and I'm not going anywhere. You are more than enough, ok? Your plump lips, long hair, thick thighs, nice boobs, fat ass, slim waist, beautiful eyes... it's all mine and I wouldn't trade it for the world. And my favorite part is that tight little pussy. God, it drives me crazy." He's now hovering over me and slipping a hand into my panties. He rubs small circles on my clit, making me whimper. "I love you, y/n", Jack says while looking directly in my eyes. My body is overwhelmed with all of these familiar feelings. Being in love, the ecstasy of my upcoming orgasm...both felt euphoric. I come undone at the feeling of his soft fingertips rubbing me. Him whispering dirty things in my ear while I hit my high made it ten times better. My breathing became heavier, my eyes were shut tightly, and my legs were shaking. One of the best orgasms I've ever had. Actually... the best orgasm I've experienced.