The Kitchen, Really (Jalex)

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***Smut Warning***

Alex's POV

I was sitting on the couch watching TV when my boyfriend Jack got home. He was drunk, but not too drunk, just pretty tipsy. "Hey sexyyyyy." He said, plopping down next to me, running a finger along my chest. "Hey, babe." I said, holding back a laugh.

"I want to fuck." He mumbled. My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped.

"That was pretty straight forwards." I said.

"I don't care." He replied, smiling goofily. He's always been a slutty drunk but that's okay because I know he'd never cheat. I wanted him to be sober though.

"Maybe when you aren't drunk, Jackie." I sighed.

"Please?" He asked giving me puppy eyes. I couldn't say no to that face. I agreed and began walking to our bedroom. But he dragged me into the kitchen. I gave him a confused look as he pulled off my shirt and then hi, crashing his lips onto mine. I moaned softly as he bit my lower lip, gaining access to my mouth. Then he pulled off our pants and bent me over the counter. I cried out when he suddenly rammed into me hard. My hips smashed into the counter and I was sure to have bruises the next day. He began thrusting in and out of me, my moans and screams filled the air. I'm sure the neighbours could hear us but I didn't care. I could feel myself getting close. "Jack!" I yelled his name as he changed angles to his a certain spot inside of me. He began pounding into me at that angle, sending us both over the edge. I climaxed in a fit of screams and moans. "That was fun." Jack said breathlessly. I nodded as he pulled out of me. Then I cleaned up. My legs felt like jello when I crawled into bed about 10 minutes later. Jack was already out cold so I flopped down next to him and fell asleep as well.

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