Fuckboyish

NINETEEN

"There you are!" Jake yells as he happily picks me up.

"I called you, but you didn't answer" he pouts.

"I know" I chuckle.

"Are you mad at me?" Jake sadly asks me.

"Not anymore" I smile at him.

"I won't hurt you again, I promise" he says as he puts me down and starts hugging me.

"That's good" I smile at him. Even if he's drunk, he still looks really good.

"Do you want some shots?" Jake smirks. I nod at him, as I really want to forget about Luke.

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By the time that I got wasted, I was upstairs with Jake. We were both really drunk and couldn't stop laughing at stupid things.

"I want to go take a shower, come on" Jake says as he pulls me with him and locks the door behind me. He started taking off his shirt, making me smirk.

"Nice" I giggle. Jake turned around to turn on the water, accidentally slipping away and falling on the ground.

"Oops!" He yells, making me laugh uncontrollably. After standing up, he unzipped his pants.

"Me too!" I giggle as I took off my pants.

"No! You forgot the shirt!" Jake says as he took off my shirt.

"Better" he grins. I turn on the water and take off my bra, seeing Jake with his jaw dropped.

"Sorry!" I yell, making him throw himself in the shower.

"Hey! You have to take off your boxers!" I command angrily.

"Oh, I forgot!" Jake says as he stripped them off. I took mine off too and got in the shower with him.

"This is great" Jake smirks, his wet hair covering his eyes.

"But you can't see!" I giggle, moving his hair away.

"Even better" He nods and places his lips on mine. He lifted me up and gently pinned me against the wall, not breaking the kiss. He pulled back and placed his lips on my neck. I let out small moans as I suddenly felt his inches enter me.

I haven't had sex in such a long time, so it didn't matter if I was drunk or not, it felt amazing.

"Fuck" Jake breathed as he started thrusting hard and fast. I let out louder moans as I grabbed him by his hair and pulled him closer to me. He kissed my neck again while thrusting, and moved his fingers to my clit, gently playing with it.

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I woke up next to Jake on the ground in the bathroom, naked. Jake had on his wet boxers. My head started pounding very hard, as I looked around in panic. I quickly tried getting up and grabbed Jake's shirt, putting it on as I couldn't find my own. I saw puke everywhere, and couldn't remember what happened last night.

I looked into the tub, to see puke and something white. My eyes widened.

"It can't be" I whispered to myself. I look back at Jake. He was slowly waking up and looking around him.

"Ah shit, it smells like death in here" he says.

"That's vomit, and probably cum" I tell him.

"What?" He says, holding his head as it must've hurt.

"Did we-" he asks, not finishing his sentence.

"I think so" I awkwardly answer. I hate my drunk self, I have absolutely no self control. Jake stood up and walked towards me, holding me by my waist and giving me a kiss on my forehead.