Our Love is God {Jason Dean}

Chapter Three

Containing Smut

"(Y/n)..." J.D muttered as he kissed her, placing her onto her back, and moving a strand of hair out of her face. He wanted to be able to see her properly. (Y/n) couldn't believe that this was happening right now. Their eyes locked as J.D kissed her gently, moving his hand to her waist and holding her delicately in his arms. She continued to kiss him back, her hands snaking around his neck, and clutching at a patch of his hair.

"J.D." She finally replied with a small moan, whispering into his ear as he kissed her neck, and her chest as he removed her shirt. "I know." He replied, between kisses. He stopped and looked at her once more, before kissing you again. (Y/n) bit her lip, which made him smile. The pair of the rolled over so that (Y/n) was now on top of J.D. Their lips remained connected as (Y/n) unbuttoned his shirt and throwing it across the room. Their lips parted for a few seconds as J.D removed (Y/n)'s shirt and then one by one J.D removed (Y/n)'s skirt as she undid and removed his jeans. Within a matter of seconds, both of them were left in their underwear. J.D's fingers danced along (Y/n)'s body, unbuttoning her bra, and tossing it to the side of the room where the rest of their clothes lay. Her hands were placed on his hips, and every now, and again, they would find their way up, and down his body as his hands found their way down hers.

When his hands reached her entrance, he removed her underwear. He kissed her again, his fingers being rubbing up and down her core, making her body tremble with excitement. (Y/n) couldn't help but dig her nails into his back as he slowly placed a finger inside of her, moving in and out gently, before adding another one. All she could do was mutter his name as she simultaneously kissed his chest. When he was satisfied that he was pleasing he, he removed his fingers making her whimper at the loss of contact. He wanted this to last for as long as possible. He smirked as he lifted up her legs and draped them over his shoulder. J.D began by kissing her stomach before moving down to her entrance. Soon enough, he began to taste her as his member grew harder, and (Y/n) continued to moan with pleasure, however, she had to remain as quiet as possible so not to alert her parents. The last thing that she wanted was to make too much noise, and have her father angrily barging into the room, only to see J.D going to town on his daughter. J.D spread her legs apart so that she could feel the full extent pleasure as his tongue glided up and down her clit. It sent shivers through her body as her fingers instinctively ran through his hair and every few moments, pushing herself up against him in order to feel the full satisfaction.

With J.D's tongue still exploring her, she was in paradise. Every now and again, she muttered his name to let him know that what he was doing was right. "Fuck, 'm nearly there." She admitted, and he pulled away again - He wanted to tease her, leave her weak at the knees. He knew that he was doing just that as he watched her get more and more frustrated. J.D got up and (Y/n) could not help but smirk when she saw the bulge in his boxers. This time she sat up, as he removed his boxers. Her eyes lit up as she took him in her hands and gave him the same pleasure that he had provided for her just moments ago. J.D moaned as (Y/n) licked the tip of his member and his hands running over her body. Her hand movements grew faster, and soon he announced that he was nearly at the end of his tether, throwing his head back. That's when (Y/n) did the same to him and stopped completely. She saw the look on his face and smiled. "I wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine." She stated as he pulled her closer to him and kissed her. His fingers ran through her hair as you climbed on top of him and straddled him. His back was pressed against the headboard of her bed. After a while of them kissing, she grabbed his member, and slowly placed it inside herself. She let out a moan as she felt him entering her body, before going back to kissing him whilst she slowly moved up and down, creating any friction with him that she was able to.

J.D could feel her wetness as he moved in and out of her. He kissed her neck and chest again leaving small love bites as he did so. Eventually, he turned his attention to her breasts, rubbing one with his fingers whilst sucking at the other one before changing over and doing the same with the other breast. As (Y/n) moved around his member, he pulled another strand of hair from your face. "You are a wonder, (Y/n)" He reminded her.

"You're not so bad yourself." She smirked, kissing him directly once more. That's when he suddenly took her by surprise again as he flipped her over onto her back again so that he was one top of her. He had hold of her legs and just as he had done before, pushing them apart, and spreading them as far apart as he could. With the hand that was free, he began rubbing at her clit as he continued to move in and out. (Y/n) would find herself once again push herself towards his body, in excitement and anticipation for the pleasure to come rushing through her body at a million miles an hour. "Faster." She demanded, bringing J.Ds head down to meet hers as she kissed him yet again. "Faster." She begged this time, still whispering in his ear but was finding it incredibly difficult not to scream his name out loud. He obliged and moved in and out faster, it was then that he really reached her g-spot, and soon enough moans that were loud enough to satisfy the both of them but not loud enough to wake (Y/n)'s parents, erupted from the both of their mouths. J.D collapsed on top of (Y/n) and he kissed her.

"Well, that was an experience." He smirked as he held her in his arms as her head was now on his chest. "That was definitely a lot better than going to some stupid frat party at Remington University." (Y/n) smiled. Everyone from Westerburg would be currently partying with a load of drunk college students but (Y/n) was so glad to be far away from all of that; she was grateful to be here with J.D instead. In a normal world, (Y/n) would question and scold herself for what she had just done but she didn't with J.D. When she was around him, it was like she had no control over herself, but she liked that. She liked that she didn't have be as serious around J.D like she was with everyone else. She liked that she didn't have to be protective of herself. "All of them at these Frat Parties are going to be incredibly hungover tomorrow." J.D stated.

"Yeah, let's hope that Heather Chandler is in pain when she wakes up in the morning, or better yet chokes on her own vomit or something."

"It can easily be arranged." J.D smiled making (Y/n) laugh. He watched her as she laughed but little did she know, he was completely serious. "Can I ask you something?" He said, as (Y/n) looked at him. "How would you honestly feel if Heather Chandler died tomorrow?"

(Y/n) was a little bit shocked by his question. "Why do you ask that?"

"Well, I mean, she's made your life miserable for years. How would you feel if you knew that you wouldn't have to worry about her anymore?" When he put it that way, (Y/n) could understand why he was curious to know her answer. Hell, she was curious herself. "Well, I guess I'd be kind of relieved." She admitted as her fingers intertwined with J.D's. "Honestly, the thought of waking up in the morning and not having to ever see Heather Chandler again is..." She stopped and smiled. "It's amazing."

J.D smiled and kissed the top of her head as she settled back onto his chest. 'It's settled then.' He said to himself. 'Heather Chandler will no longer be a problem. Heather Chandler will die.'