-Skate's POV-
"I don't know why you would say that though", y/n said through gritted teeth. I shook my head in a confusing manner, "What do you mean?" She turned and looked at me with a stare that could kill. She kept walking towards the bedroom, gathering articles of clothing on the way. "What are you doing? Where are you going? Are you leaving?", I let my thoughts flow out of my mouth. She ignored me and started shoving clothes into her suitcase. "I'm sorry for whatever I did, y/n. You don't have to go", I trail off as she grabs her phone from the nightstand and heads for the door. I walk her to her car, continuing my pleading. "Come on, babe." She wiped a tear, "I'll be back for the rest of my things tomorrow, Nathan", she shut her car door. I put my hands on my head and tilted it back in frustration. Why did I have to be so stupid? What the fuck was wrong with me? Being drunk never ends well. I go back inside and try to call y/n. No answer. I lay there in my empty bed and reflect on the night before. It was a blur mostly, except for the moment that caused me my relationship. Johnson, Sammy, Gilinsky, Skeez, Brant, Hayes, Tez, and a bunch of other guys were over for a small party I threw. Brant's girlfriend wanted to play truth or dare so we all agreed. She asked me who I would fuck out of everyone at the party. There were only three girls at the party... and of course me being a moron I chose her. Everyone laughed except y/n. I let everyone know I was joking, but Brant's girlfriend winked at me. After the party, y/n decided to start an argument with me about drinking excessively. I told her I was seriously considering fucking Brant's girl as a comeback to her remarks. Things got heated, hurtful words were said, and next thing I knew she's kicking me out of the room. Now, this morning, is when the fight started up again. I can't believe I would say something so stupid. I had the most amazing girl... the perfect body, an amazing personality, she was a work of art. I blew it. I continued calling her, until finally I got a text message.
-Text Message Conversation-
Y/n: please stop calling me nathan
Skate: babe come home we can make this work im sorry i said all that
Y/n: no i cant, sorry
Skate: babe please?
-Skate's POV-
Reading these messages, four months later, makes my heart crumble. I have a new girl, but she doesn't even come close to how amazing y/n was. We don't have the same spark... there's no passion. I have to win her back. There's no other way I'll ever be happy. She is my happiness. I get up from my bed and quietly try to step out of the room. My girlfriend sits up and rubs her eyes, "Where are you going, baby?" "Hmm? Nowhere", I respond, leaving before she can ask anymore questions. I race to y/n's house, praying she hasn't moved on. I try to plan my words out, but my brain is going a thousand miles per minute and I can't seem to focus. I pull up to her driveway and luckily there's only one car. I ring the door bell and I can feel beads of sweat running down my neck. It feels like an eternity, until she swings the door open. She looks more stunning than ever before. Tight gray yoga pants, a pink tshirt, hair flowing down her shoulders. I stare at her up and down until she speaks, "Nathan? W-what are you doing here?" "I love you, y/n. Please... Give me another chance?", I mumble and look directly into her eyes. She avoids the eye contact and bites her lip. "Come in so we can talk", she opens the door and steps aside to let me in. A wave of confidence rushes through me and I continue into her living room. "No funny business, ok?", she sits down on the couch. I nod, sitting a few feet away from her. "You have a girlfriend, right?" I sigh, "Yes. But she means nothing to me. I don't even know why I'm with her to be completely honest." "So, why are you here? To apologize? To tell me you hate your current relationship? To say you miss me?", she takes a sip of her water and folds her legs together. "Yeah... All of that and to try to win you back. I've been miserable without you, y/n. I'm serious, and I don't think I'll ever be happy again if I'm not with you", I lean back into the couch cushion and lay my hand on the armrest. She smiled, taking another sip from her water bottle. I sat there awkwardly for a few short moments, taking my surroundings in. "So?..." I trailed off, hoping she would want me back. She walked to where I was sitting and stood directly in front of me. I looked up at her gorgeous face. God, I missed her so much. I never wanted to leave her presence. She leaned down and connected our lips. I felt sparks immediately, our most passionate kiss. I attempted to deepen the kiss by pulling her onto my lap, but she stood up straight again. "You really missed me, huh, baby?", she giggled. I nodded my head, eager to taste her lips again. "Come on", she said, turning around and walking up the stairs. I hopped out of my seat and followed her like a little puppy begging for food. She swayed her hips as she slowly worked her way up the stairs. My eyes never left her ass. She was one of a kind. She walked into a room, turned to me, and reached her finger out to me in a "cone here" motion. I obliged happily, following her into the spacious bedroom. She sat me down on the bed and started to unbuckle my jeans. She pulled my pants down and let them pool around my ankles. She took my soft dick into her hands and started to pump. She looked up at mebthrough her eyelashes before filling her mouth with my cock. She slurped the saliva up and kept licking the tip. She occasionally let the tip of my dick hit the back of her throat. She was even better than I remembered. "I missed you, baby", she said as she started deepthroating me. I tilted my head back as she massaged my balls with one hand and jerked me off with the other. "I'm about to cum, babe", I moaned while grabbing a fistful of her long black hair. She licked the tip one last time before removing my now throbbing cock from her mouth. My eyes shot open in surprise. "I want you to come inside of me, Nathan", she said, while climbing on top of me. I smiled and put my hands behind my head, getting comfortable. She hovered over me in a squatting position and slowly lowered herself on me. "Fuck. You're so big, babe", she winced at the pain. She shut her eyes as she started bouncing up and down at an unbearable speed. "Damn. I missed your big dick so much", she moaned as she kept bouncing. She increased her pace and the sound of our skin slapping together got louder. "You ready?", I asked her as I laid my hands on her hips. She nodded and nearly screamed as I guided her hips to meet my fast, rough thrusts. She let a string of cuss words flow out of her mouth. I felt her walls tighten as she reached a hand down to rub her clit. My cum shot into her pussy as I kept thrusting in and out of her. I lifted her up and went to the restroom to grab a washcloth. I wiped my cum off of her bare pussy and laid next to her. I put my arm around her as she pulled a blanket over our naked bodies. "No one compares to you, y/n", I said before laying a kiss on her sweaty forehead.
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Omaha Squad Smuts
FanfictionThese are basically just a bunch of smut (dirty/erotic) stories about Jack Johnson, Nathan Maloley, Samuel Wilkinson, and Jack Gilinsky. There will be a few stories that arent erotic for those who want a little break from all of the dirty material...