J.A.| Bad Boy (revised)

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Into It by Chase Atlantic

Warning: This imagine includes drug use.

"That boy is no good, we don't want you seeing him anymore," my father scolds me for hanging out with my boyfriend, Jack.

"You don't get to control who I date," I fire back.

"He's a drug addict!" my dad shouts at me, "he's a lowlife."

I'm furious at the harsh words spoken about my boyfriend.

"I love him," I confess before walking up to my room, slamming the door shut behind me.

I text Jack, angry at my parents, needing him by my side.

Y/n

Can you come over?

Jack

I'll be there in 5 babe ;-)

Five minutes later exactly, he enters my room through my window wearing a leather jacket, a black tee, and some black ripped jeans.

Immediately, I connect our lips with a fiery passion, needing him and wanting to tick off my parents, wanting to rebel.

Jack's eyebrows furrow into the kiss as he slips off his shoes while I slide his leather jacket off of his shoulders, letting it fall to my bedroom floor. His warm hands slip under my shirt, sliding it up my torso and pulling it over my head. I forcefully push him back onto my bed and climb on top of him.

"Damn baby, you're extra feisty tonight," his teeth tug at his lip.

"My dad said I can't be with you," I inform him, irritated.

A devilish chuckle exudes from the back of his throat as he interlaces our fingers, "well then I guess we'll just have to show him who your real daddy is."

Jack flips us over so he's on top and slips off my leggings. He takes no time getting me naked in front of him due to his quick fingers, grazing his teeth along my skin lightly as he slides my thong off with his mouth.

"Let's play a game baby. I wanna see how many times I can make you cum before nine o'clock," he smirks.

It's fifteen till nine.

Before I could get a word out, he inserts his middle and ring fingers inside me.

"Fuck," I breathe out, gripping the sheets.

He knows all my sweet spots, all the right buttons to push, how to tease me and send me over the edge, but he's not wasting any time tonight.

His fingers pump in and out of me at a quick pace, getting me more and more wet for him.

"You like it when I touch you here, don't you y/n? Don't you baby?" he coos.

"Y-Yes," I answer.

His actions stop, my eyes are squeezed shut, and I'm confused until I feel it.

His tongue.

God, his tongue. The feel of it, the warmth, the slickness, it all sends me over the edge as he presses it flat against my folds and licks all the way up to my clit. He adds his fingers back into the mix now, sensing that I'm close.

"Jack," I rasp.

"Cum," he demands, looking up at me through his curls.

My legs shake under his touch as I let loose.

I'm taken aback when his actions only speed up after I've came.

"What are you-" I start but get cut off.

"Remember baby? I'm gonna see how many times I can get you to cum."

"Oh god," I moan out loud, not caring if my parents hear.

"Mmm fuck, baby. Moan my name," he says, working his tongue on my at an incredibly fast speed.

"Fuck, Jack-oh my god."

He curls his fingers, hitting my g-spot roughly.

"Let's see if I can make you squirt, baby," he says, removing his tongue and focusing on pushing three fingers inside me at a fast speed.

"Shit," I moan, letting go for the second time.

Jack licks his lips in excitement as he watches me squirt. He flicks his tongue against me, intensifying my pleasure.

He stands up and slips his pants down with his boxers and takes out a joint and a lighter from one of his pockets.

Jack places the joint between his lips and lights up. He takes his place between my legs and slams into me as he parts his lips slightly, letting the smoke seep out.

I take the joint from him and place it between my own lips, wanting to be bad-just like him. He intertwines our fingers and pins my hands above my head, dominating me. His thrusts are deep, and hard.

I breathe a puff of smoke out, my teeth biting down on the joint.

"Jack-oh yes right there!" I practically scream as he hits the spot.

His lips work at my neck and chest, biting harshly, sure to leave bruises.

There's a knock at the door, "y/n, open this door right now!" my father demands.

He should know by now, I only take orders from Jack.

Jack takes the joint back from my lips and takes a hit while picking up his pace, getting sloppier.

"Y/n, fuck. I'm gonna-" a deep throaty groan comes from him as there are more bangs on the door.

"Oh fuck, yes Jack," I moan loudly as I cum for the third time tonight.

Jack puts out the joint and lays beside me, breathing heavily.

"Three times in fifteen minutes," he smirks.

I'm about to speak when my dad pounds on the door once again, "I'll rip this door off its hinges if you don't open it in 30 seconds!"

"My place?" Jack looks over at me.

"Yeah."

I slip on pants and a random shirt in a hurry to escape out the window before my parents enter my room.

"Five seconds!" he warns from the hallway.

Little does he know, I'm already gone.


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