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Blurb idea: jj gives jb advice when jb cant get a girl off? Like jb cant get her over the finish line?

Warnings: talk of sex

“I don’t know, man. It’s weird. Sarah can’t get off during sex. With my fingers or tongue, sure, but not during sex.” John B grumbles, handing the joint back to me. I don’t even know how we got on this fucking topic but here we are.

“Are you playing with her clit when she’s close? Or having her do it?” I ask as I take a long inhale. John B’s confused look says all I need to know.

“Uhhh… no. I thought my dick would be enough.” John B confesses and I choke, coughing as smoke exits my mouth and nose.

“Dude, no. When you feel her clenching down around you, play with her clit. Don’t stop rubbing it until she’s coming down. Whether you’re hitting it from the back or she’s on top. Most girls can’t get off from penetration alone.” I take a drink of my beer as I hand the joint back to him.

“And if that doesn’t work?”

“Use a vibrator. Toys are friends, not competition.”

John B suddenly stands and I look at him confusingly as he takes out his phone and sends a text.

“Where are you going?”

“To fuck Sarah.”

“Wow, okay. Happy to help, man.” I laugh. At least someone was getting fucked tonight.

heyy can i have a sub rafe and reader is fucking him non stop that he cried and u can add anything afterthat :))

Warnings: sub/dom, overstimulation, crying kink, bondage, breeding, degradation, mommy kink, probably more.

“What’s wrong? Does it hurt? Are you too dumb to speak, Rafey? My pussy too good for you?” I keep my hands planted on his chest as I bounce of his massive cock. Who knew Rafe Cameron was a total sub? Big bad cokehead outside the bedroom but inside, he loved to be used and tied up. Degraded and humiliated. Slapped around. Pegged. The guy had serious mommy issues too. He was perfect.

“You’re lucky you’re pretty and have such a nice cock. My pussy making you dumb? You pussy whipped for mommy?” I speed up as I feel him cumming again, moaning behind his ball gag as tears fall freely from his big blue eyes.

“You’re such a good fuck, Rafey. Nothing but a stupid fuck toy for me to use however I want. You’re nothing but a dick for me to ride until your cum runs down my legs.” I take in his red rimmed eyes, face covered in sweat and tears as he whimpers incoherently. Such a pretty mess. And all mine.

I pry the ball gag from his mouth and he sucks in a deep breath, his bottom lip quivering as I keep riding him.

“Look at my sweet boy, so dazed and confused.” I slap his cheek lightly as his eyes start to roll back as he cums again, pathetic little whines leaving his lips as his body trembles.

“M-mommy, please. It’s too much. It hurts.” Rafe cries, pulling against his restraints.

“But you’re still so hard inside me, Rafey.” I lean in and press my lips to his. He kisses me back urgently, nipping at my lips like he can’t get enough.

“You know your safe words. Use them if you need them.” I whisper but he shakes his head, desperate to prove he can take me. I smirk as I sit back up, rolling my hips back and forth. I could feel his cum leaking out of me and down onto the bed. Leaving a nice big wet spot.

“Silly boy. You’re not going to walk right for a week.”

Camping Trip

Warnings: Somno, non-con, unprotected sex, creampie, JJ stealing Rafe’s girl, Rafe claiming her anyway 😮‍💨

I didn't want to come on this camping trip but my girlfriend insisted. The idea behind it was appealing; kayaking through the marsh, partying, then camping for the night, then going back to civilization. The cops left us alone as long as we cleaned up our mess before we left. All the way out here, there was no need to worry about disturbing anyone else or getting a noise complaint. I think this was their way of letting us get everything out of our system. The drugs, alcohol, and sex never stopped flowing at these events. Out here we weren't Kooks or Pogues. We were all alike and just trying to forget for a weekend. Everyone was out in the open, naked and fucking. Or drinking. Or smoking. It was the wildest weekend of the year. But it was torture for me now.

I couldn't relax knowing that the one person plaguing my mind was here and she was here with Rafe fucking Cameron. We were supposed to have some sort of truce with Rafe for Sarah. She didn't want the drama and the retaliation that always followed. And sense one of the rules for coming out here was no fighting, my hands were tied. For the most part.

When we'd been loading the kayaks on the water, I'd seen Rafe's tent lying on the sand waiting to be packed so I nonchalantly bent down to grab something and sliced the side with my knife before he came back. He was more pissed off over manual labor than to notice the giant hole. It wasn't until a few hours ago that he finally noticed and threw a fit. Of course he didn't suspect me because I was the one helping them set up camp. Rafe wasn't made for the outdoors like I was so he didn't have a clue. And when I offered to let them share our four person tent, he was hesitant but he agreed. Especially after I mentioned the risk of sand fleas from sleeping outside.

Y/N saw through my bullshit though. I could tell with the way her eyes tracked my every move, narrowing slightly when we'd lock eyes. My girl isn't stupid so why is she hanging out with this moron?

It was getting late by the time Rafe was drunk enough to be tolerable. My girlfriend was currently passed out in the tent, her buzz keeping her that way as I crawled in next to her. Rafe's one stipulation about sharing the tent was that the girls slept in the middle. That was fine but I couldn't bear to wake my girlfriend so I left her on the side, maneuvering myself between her and Y/N. Both girls were in their bikinis since the night air was still pretty hot and humid while I had nothing on but a pair of basketball shorts. Y/N had laid down a while ago but Rafe was passed out by the fire, where he'd stay for now.

I let my eyes descend her body, marking every detail to memory from the scar on her hip to the freckle on her chest. I want to lick every inch of her the cum on her face. She was exquisite and fucking mine.

I moved closer so her side was pressed to my chest, her hand next to the raging hardon in my shorts. I lost myself in watching the way her tits rose and fell with every breath before I finally pulled each scrap of material to the side to reveal her perfect nipples. They were already hard as I gently blew air across them. She didn't stir so I began to circle one with my point finger, willing it to get as hard as possible. I move to the next one, training my eyes on her face while making sure to listen for movements outside. Her thighs clenched together before falling open, welcoming me as I finally flicked her nipple with my tongue.

God, she tasted good.

I was so hard it hurt and her hand was against my dick, the ultimate form of torture. I didn't stop licking and sucking her peaked little bud until her head fell to the side, exposing her throat to me.

I felt like such a fucking creep but I couldn't help it. This girl made me crazy. I needed her in all the worst ways. Everytime I fucked my girlfriend I had to imagine it was this girl just so I could get off. It was wrong but I was only with her to make Y/N jealous.

I leaned into her neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her skin and the shampoo in her hair. I resisted the urge to mark her pretty throat. Rafe would lose his fucking shit and the truce would be over if I left a hickey on her. It was tempting but I pulled back just as she stirred again and her hand brushed against my cock. I sucked in a breath through my nose before reaching down to free myself from my shorts. My cock rested against her hand and I watched as precum wept from the tip, onto her delicate fingers.

I grit my teeth before reaching down to wrap her hand around my cock and slowly use her hand to jerk myself off. I was on the verge of moaning and cumming from this alone so I took her nipple into my mouth again to try and distract myself from the best handsy I'd ever gotten.

Finally, I pulled away and let her hand drop before I moved to the foot of the tent. There was still no movement from outside so I carefully widened her legs further to get a look at her plump, wet pussy, the fabric of her bikini bottoms were damp with her arousal. I positioned myself on my stomach between her thighs and pressed my nose to the fabric, savoring the way she fucking smelled. I needed to get it together or I was going to run out of time.

I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning when I slowly pulled the fabric to the side and found her slick with arousal, just like I knew she would be. She was waxed and so goddamn smooth. I used my hands to open her up and present myself with her clit. The swollen nub was already darkening in color, ready to be sucked.

I stuck my tongue out flat and swiped it from her entrance to her clit, her taste making me almost blow my load right then. I watched her face for signs of movement as I did it again and again. I tried to take my time while I tasted her when really all I wanted to do was feast like a starved man. I needed to die in this pussy.

When I sucked her clit into my mouth and her legs tightened, I stopped, my eyes trained on her unmoving face. I moved lower, teasing her entrance with my tongue and her brows finally pulled together, the first sign of consciousness I'd seen on her.

I thrust my tongue inside her sweet, wet pussy and her toes immediately curled. I couldn't stop fucking her with my tongue. She was so wet that it was running down my chin, onto my chest while it absolutely just poured out of her like a fountain. Finally a soft hum left her lips and I froze for a moment before carefully moving to my knees as I tried to listen for Rafe outside.

"R-Rafe--." She moaned softly, sliding her legs together and turning on her side. Fire blazed through my blood, my hands balling into fists as I grit my teeth so hard, I feared they might shatter. She's dreaming about fucking Rafe.

I didn't think as I rolled her the rest of the way to her stomach and tucked her thong bikini to the side after shoving her legs together. I straddled her body, freeing my cock again and watching it drip all over her nice ass before I guided it through her slick. Pissed off didn't even begin to describe how I was feeling now. It took every ounce of strength I had left to resist the urge to bury my cock in her in one hard thrust but I didn't.

I eased the tip in as I leaned over her back, blood filling my mouth where I've bit my lip. The tight, wet heat of her pussy washed over me, her walls already pulsing as she pulled me in deeper. I leaned down next to her face, moving her hair out of the way as my pelvis became flush with her ass, and kissed the shell of her ear.

"Who's cock is inside you right now?" I can't help but growl, as I start to roll my hips back and forth. Her breathing picks up, her body reacting to mine as I fuck her with short thrusts, attempting to avoid the slapping sound of skin on skin. Her hands fist the sleeping bag next to her head and I grin before looking between our bodies to watch my cock pull out covered in her white, creamy substance before driving back inside her. I lower myself to her back and drag my tongue up her spine, leaving goosebumps all over her skin as I find her ear again.

"Who's fucking you right now?" I growl, her pussy walls quiver hard as she nears her release. Fuck, I'm right there too. I need to pull out. Rafe can't know I was here or I risk throwing away the truce between the Pogues and Kooks but fuck, I don't think the devil himself could stop me right now. A darker part of me wants to mark her insides with my cum just to claim her then watch it drip. Fuck what Rafe thinks.

I cover her hands with my own, her fingers immediately locking with mine in a tight grip. Every inch of her is drawn tight as she approaches her release, her brows pulled together as she fights to maintain the ruse of being asleep. I want to fuck her harder, faster, but I know we’ll get caught if I lose control.

"I should roll you on your back and make you watch as I fuck my cum into you. Sluts like you deserve to be filled up and left." I keep my voice low in her ear and a small gasp leaves her lips, her eyes finally fluttering open to gaze up at me. I'm not sure if she's afraid or pleading. Afraid I'll stop or pleading for me to continue. She looks hot regardless.

"I--." Her whisper is cut off as she cums hard, practically soaking us both as her eyes roll into the back of her head and she trembles beneath me. I growl, driving myself into her harder as cum shoots deep inside her whether I want it to or not. I grab a fistful of her hair, my mouth at her ear as I cum and cum and cum. It's so much that I can't stop.

"Look at me. Look at who's fucking you, who's cum is inside you." I snap in a low voice but she shakes her head, refusing to look at me.

"Look at me or I'll stop. I know you're gonna cum again. Open your fucking eyes and say my name." Her lips tremble just as her eyes snap open and another orgasm washes over her. The fire in her eyes morphs to one of raw desire just as her lips part on a breathless moan and I hear what I've been dying to hear all night.

"J--." Her mouth clamps closed again as she shakes hard beneath me. I fuck her through it until my own body is shaking from overstimulation and I have no choice but slow to a stop.

Her eyes are heavy for a few moments before they narrow on me, that fire back. I lean in to kiss her, wanting to feel her lips just once but she turns her head, jutting out her chin.

“My cum is leaking out of you and you won’t kiss me?” I rasp in her ear, feeling her body tighten and my cock jerks inside her.

“I hate you.” She bites out, watching as I slowly pull out. I can feel we’ve made a mess and for a few seconds I can’t find it in me to give a fuck. I don’t want to pull out. I’m not ready for this to be over. If anything I want to keep going until the sun comes up and we have no choice but to face Rafe.

“You can hate me all you want but you loved every second of it.” I grab Rafe’s towel and clean her up the best I can before she slaps my hand away and does it herself.

“You’re a piece of shit. I thought you were Rafe.” She hisses, grabbing one of Rafe’s shirts and yanking it over her head, her eyes glancing at my sleeping girlfriend that I’d forgotten about.

I open my mouth to argue when I hear steps shuffling in the sand right outside the tent. There’s the distinct sound of vomiting and gagging as we both scramble to right ourselves and appear to be sleeping. I give her my back and quickly throw my arm over my sleeping girlfriend just as the zipper is pulled back.

“Fuck.” I hear Rafe grumble as he drops down on the sleeping bag next to me. There’s shuffling and I hear her gasp. My teeth grind together at the sound of their heavy breathing. He’s so drunk that he’s gonna fuck her with me in here, not even realizing she’s already full of me.

“Rafe..” I hear her whisper then she gasps as he no doubt buries himself inside her.

“God, you’re so wet. Miss me, baby?”

Movie Night

Warnings: mutual masturbation with JJ🥵

I shifted in my spot as the sex scene in this action movie captured my attention more than I realized. It was damn good. I almost couldn’t believe that it was fake. I almost didn’t register the hand slipped between my parted thighs until pressure was applied to my clit. I gasped, unable to tear my eyes from the screen as I pictured myself instead.

The female lead was being feasted on so ravenously by a hot naked male that my clit throbbed in sync with her cries and moans. The pressure on my clit became rougher and I risked a glance to my left, seeing JJ equally focused on the screen, my eyes locking on the massive tent in his sleep shorts.

I looked back to the screen just as the guy climbed up her body, tangled his tongue with hers before thrusting his body forward. I jerked into JJs hand, whimpering as I neared my edge.

I didn’t think as I shifted closer and reached for him. JJ sucked in a breath as my nails grazed the skin below his navel and the soft hair there before dipping lower into his shorts. We both groaned as I wrapped my hand around his impressive girth and stroked him from root to tip, trying to keep up with the tempo of the movie and his fingers.

“Shit.” JJ bit out, his length pulsing in my hand as we kept our eyes on the screen. The couple had rolled and now she was riding him, her glorious tits bouncing on the screen. There was cool air then his fingers were in my shorts, sliding inside me with ease and hooking towards my sweet spot. I bucked, my head threatening to drop back on the couch from the intensity of it all.

It took me a moment to realize I’d stopped stroking him and I quickly withdrew, spat in my hand, and began again. JJ moaned, making me clench around his fingers as my release neared it’s edge. My limbs trembled and my nipples were painfully hard. I was ready to burst at the seems and scream the house down as I made myself keep stroking him.

“Finish me with your hand or I’m going to do that to you.” JJ bit out, eyes locked on the screen where the girl was now pinned on her stomach beneath the guy as he pounded her into the mattress, their cries sending me over the edge. I came hard, my grip tightening on JJ’s length until he cried out and spilled. JJ pressed his palm hard to my pulsing clit as I stroked him until he was panting and shaking as the last drops of him coated my hand.

The scene changed and we both slowly withdrew our hands, clarity washing over me. My cheeks flushed as he brought his cum coated fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean, his eyes still on the damn movie. I looked down at my own cum coated fingers, most of his release in his boxers but still enough that needed cleaned up.

I stared at the side of his face as I brought each finger to my mouth and cleaned his release off them. His nostrils flared, his lips thinning into a tight line until I ran my tongue up my palm. His blue eyes finally snapped to mine, the desire burning there had my body pulsing again. I could see the glimmer of regret there though. We hadn’t been thinking. We’d just acted. And tomorrow we’d have to face our friends and pretend we didn’t finally act on months of sexual tension.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” JJ finally said, his voice gruff as he got up, not bothering to conceal the tent there again as he strode from the room.

Hot Head

Warnings: unprotected sex, blackmail

He was always like this after a fight. It was like a fire was burning inside him and he failed to get all that pent up aggression out on the Kooks face. JJ was a ticking time bomb. That’s why he’s got you bent over a counter in some randoms basement in the middle of a party raging upstairs.

He’s not gentle. He never is.

His cock reaches spot you’d never felt before and you have to fight to keep from moaning like a porn star as he pounds your pussy like meat. Like it’s nothing more than a hole for his pleasure.

In a way it is. You owed him for not turning you over to the police when he figured out that you were the one stealing from local shops. Heywards and The Wreck included. Especially given who your father was. So JJ offered up another way for you to repay your debt. A way to buy his silence.

“Fuck.” JJ growls, fisting your dress at your back as he pulls you back into blow after blow. His cock was so thick and deep that you knew you’d be sore for days. Maybe even waddle when you walked.

You’d never admit you liked this side of him. The side that wasn’t in control. The side that only you saw. Sure he was reckless and impulsive with his friends but they didn’t know how he cools down after a run in with a Kook or a beating from his dad. He was an animal. And you were prey.

“I’m gonna cum.” You pant softly, savoring the way your body tightens painfully around the member inside you. JJ growls, his hands leaving a bruising grip on your hips as he fucks you faster.

“Don’t cum without me.” JJ snaps, although it’s more of a plead. He loves releasing the same time you do. When the sensitivity hits and you’re both sporting watery eyes.

“JJ—.”

“Wait. Wait for me.” He hunches more over your back, his hips still setting a brutal pace against the swells of your ass, your panties hanging in tears around one of your thighs because he’s an impatient caveman.

“Fuck. I’m cumming. Cum with me. Come on, I know you can do it.” JJ groans loudly, throwing his head back as you stifle your own cries with a hand over your mouth. Your toes curl and your eyes roll back as his hold on your hips tightens. You always had bruises from him. He stills and you’re finally given a moment to catch your breath.

You’d never get tired of that. The way your bodies erupt together. The way his heavy breathing hits your ear when he bends over your back to catch his own breath. JJ’s lips brush your shoulder before he straightens, slipping free from your sore pussy.

“Until next time.” JJ clears his throat, swatting your ass with his palm before disappearing up the basement stairs and leaving you to clean up another mess.

The Sheriffs Daughter

Warnings: coercion, begging, car sex

I swallow the lump in my throat as I try and fail to keep my eyes off her long, smooth legs. Legs that would look fantastic wrapped around my waist. Legs that I would do anything to be between.

I can’t stop myself from letting my gaze slowly creep up her thick thighs where the hem of her tiny black sundress rests. I wanted to know what was under there. I wanted to feel it and taste it.

But I couldn’t. I was already on probation and Shoupe would murder me for touching his daughter. The daughter I just so happened to rescue from a party that her dad busted.

I start to look away when her fingers find the edge of her dress and slowly pull it higher until the triangle of pink panties is visible. My heart nearly bursts in my chest as she widens her legs, angling her body towards me so I have a perfect view.

“What’s wrong, JJ?” She asks, that seductive voice going straight to my dick. I can’t look away even though I should.

“I.. uh.. we should..” I can’t think let alone speak but she doesn’t hesitate before climbing across the console and onto my lap. My eyes widen as she plants her feet next to my thighs and buries her face in my neck as her arms wrap around me. I could feel the heat of her pussy pressed against my crotch as my hands automatically grip her hips. This couldn’t be happening.

“Y/N..” I croak just as she starts to rock her pelvis back and forth. Oh god.

“This is nice, right? Just two friends comforting each other.” She murmurs sweetly in my ear. She hums as she keeps grinding against my cock through my shorts.

“Friends.” I echo, her warmth getting to my head. I could feel the mess she was making. She was going to get me killed. Her dad would kill me. He’d know plenty of ways to do it and get away with it. He already hates me.

“Do you wanna fuck me, J? Sink your big cock in my wet pussy?” She purrs against my neck, her lips finding that sweet spot a moment later. My body tensed, my cock aching to be free.

“Y/N, we should stop.” I force the words out despite my body’s protests but she ignores me, reaching between us to pop the button on my shorts. Her dress shifts and my hand finds her bare hip, my fingers brushing the tiny bit of elastic of her thong. I could just slip it to the side and..

“I wanna feel you inside me, JJ. No one has to know.” She taunts, the sound of my zipper echoing in the car as she lowers it.

“Your dad..” My words are cut off on a groan as she slips her hand inside my boxers and strokes my throbbing cock. Her hand warm and soft around my length as she pulls and twists like a trained goddess. I was delirious.

“Will you make me cum, JayJ? Pound my greedy pussy until I can’t take it anymore?” She takes my hand and wedges my fingers between her thighs, forcing me to feel her soaked little thong. “That’s all for you, J.”

I swallow, humming in the back of my throat as I try to clear the haze in my head but I can’t. My body was practically buzzing, demanding I give her everything she wanted and more.

She tightens her fist as she strokes me, rocking her pussy against my hand. Like she’ll take her orgasm whether I give it to her or not. She moans softly, her eyes falling closed as she moves. I can’t stop myself from bringing my thumb to her swollen clit and she gasps.

“Fuck me, JJ. I want to feel you inside me. I need you.” She begs. I feel her thumb swipe over my leaking tip then she brings that thumb to her mouth, sucking it clean. I hiss through my teeth, the last of my restraint dissolving.

I lunge forward and smash my lips to hers, her arms immediately wrapping around my neck. I kiss her the way girls crave to be kissed while cupping her tit with one hand and palming her ass with the other. She grinds harder on my cock, whimpering into my mouth as we become a clash of tongue and teeth. Our heavy breathing and pants quickly fog the windows while sweat rolls down my back.

“Please.” She whimpers, quickly freeing me from my shorts and letting the cool air hit the precum running down my cock.

“Keep begging.” I rasp, yanking a condom from my pocket and watching as she quickly rolls it down.

“Please. Please. Please. Give it to me. I won’t tell.” She pleads, lifting up as I line myself up with her waiting entrance.

“You better not.” I growl, grabbing her hips and yanking her down, savoring the way she sobs from being utterly filled by me and the tight heat of her forbidden pussy washes over me.

She asked for this.

Blackout

Warnings: unprotected intoxicated sex

I wake up naked with a sticky mess between my thighs and my pussy sore. More sore than it’s ever been. I’m still groggy from sleep as I try to wake up and put together what happened last night. The familiar smell of the room tells me that I’m in JJ’s bed which means the arm thrown over my waist belongs to him. My head is still spinning from the alcohol so I don’t try to sit up to look at him. He’s sleeping peacefully on his stomach, our bodies pressed firmly together. He’s practically burning me with the heat of his body. JJ’s chin is resting against my shoulder as he exhales low and long, the smell of alcohol still there but he looks so damn cute.

We definitely fucked last night and I don’t remember a thing about it.

Thank god I’m on birth control.

The urge to empty my bladder suddenly hits me the more alert I become so I have no choice but to carefully untangle myself from him to dip into the bathroom. I clean up the best I can although my hair is a rats nest and I’m still slightly swaying on my feet.

I make a mental note to never play Tequila Slaps with JJ ever again. The thought of tequila makes me nauseous so I quickly take sips of water from the sink. I straighten again to study myself in the mirror. No one had ever marked me - or claimed me - the way that he has. Aside from my hair, there were more hickies than I’d ever had in my life along with teeth marks and finger bruises.

How did we fuck this intensely and I don’t even remember? Fucking tequila. My arm brushes my nipple and I wince, the nubs sensitive as hell and throbbing. What did he do to me?

I wonder back out to the bedroom to find JJ still in the same spot I’d left him in. It would be stupid now to go sleep out on the pullout couch after what obviously happened last night so I scoop up one of his shirts to pull on when he clears his throat, telling me he’s awake.

“Don’t put that on.” His deep, throaty sleep filled voice instantly gives me butterflies, my greedy and sore pussy pulsing in response.

“I’m naked.” I hiss, like he doesn’t know that.

“I’m aware. Lay back down.” JJ grumbles without ever opening his eyes. I hesitate, fully aware that if I climb back in that bed that I might as well mount him too because when he rolls over onto his back, his dick is painfully hard and ready. His blue eyes finally open just enough to glare at me as he holds his arm out, waiting for me to curl in next to him.

“I think we fucked last night, dude.” I mumble, slowly lowering myself down on the bed next to him. I want to hide myself but what’s the point? He’s obviously already seen it.. fucked it.. tasted it. “I don’t remember anything.”

“Hmm. I can tell.” JJ murmurs, his voice still low and filled with sleep. And now lust. “My dick is raw.” I let him pull me into his arms, my breasts smashed against his side and he pulls my leg up over his waist. This felt.. right. I just had uncontrollably butterflies in my stomach and my pussy was throbbing.

“JJ—.”

“Shut up and kiss me.” JJ immediately cups my face, tilting my head up as he smashes his lips to mine. I moan into his mouth, my hand twisting in his hair as he turns to press his body against mine. I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began as he devoured my mouth. I’m gently pushed onto my back before he’s on top of me, spreading my legs wide. He pulls back to sit up and watch between our bodies as he runs his cock up and down my slit.

“You cleaned up. That’s not fair. I wanted to see my work.” JJ rasps, his hooded gaze focused on my dripping pussy.

“JJ.” I whimper, aching to have him inside me but I was nervous. Maybe even self conscious.

“Shh. We’re still drunk. We don’t know what we’re doing.” JJ gives me a small smile, making me relax a little before he thrusts inside me. My eyes widen and my mouth falls open as he fills me deeply, too deeply. I watch as his head tips back with a low sexy moan that has me clenching even harder. His mouth covers mine again as he starts to move, his hands shoving my knees to my shoulders.

“Oh, fuck.” My back threatens to arch as he hits that sweet spot with every stroke, my eyes nearly crossing as I claw at his back.

“Do you remember now?” JJ growls in my ear, moving just right so the bed doesn’t slam against the wall. I hiccup a sob as my body heats beyond measure. Images of us sweaty and rolling around in the sheets flashed before my eyes, his tongue buried between my thighs, and his cock so far down my throat that I can’t breathe. I suck in a breath as I start to cum, his hand clamping down over my mouth to muffle the sounds that I can’t stop as he completely wrecks me. I become desperate. Desperate for more as I claw at his shoulders, locking my legs around his waist as I meet his movements. One orgasm quickly turned to two and tears filled my eyes from the pure intensity of it.

“There she is. My little wild cat, desperate for cock.” JJ taunts, lifting up on his knees and planting a hand on my chest to hold me down as he keeps delivering brutal blows to my sore pussy. He was right. I was desperate for his cock.

“Yes, yes, yes.” I chant, bringing my fingers to my clit in time for my pussy to gush more cum. I didn’t even care how sore I was from the inside out. I just didn’t want to stop cumming and I didn’t want to miss his face when I did.

I can tell by the way he’s panting as he pounds into me that’s he’s close too but I was far from satisfied. There was no way I’d be able to leave this room anytime soon.

Rejection

Warnings: unprotected public sexy time

My chest heaves as I fight to calm myself, my fingers tight on the sinks ledge as I stare at my tear streaked face. Goddamn him. He’s nothing. A nobody. Not worth my fucking time. But that doesn’t lessen the sting of his rejection or seeing him with someone else. If it’s a show just to make me jealous then it’s working. I hate him for making me like this.

I could have anyone on this island but my body craves the one who doesn’t do relationships. The one who refuses to be tied down or commit. I could live with keeping whatever we are in private if he’d just agree not to see anyone else. The thing is.. I don’t trust him even if he did promise.

The bathroom door flies open, slapping the wall and making me jump out of my skin as I spin around. I’m too shocked to move as I watch JJ shove the door closed and lock it. When he faces me again, chills run down my spine and my toes practically curl. He’s looking at me like he wants to eat me alive.

“You’re a real piece of work.” JJ bites out, his hands balled into fists at his side and his blue eyes sparkling with anger.

“It’s your own fault.” I snap, hating how good he looks even in the dim light. The way his hair hangs in his eyes makes him look even more dangerous.

“My fault, huh? Fine.” He shoves off the wall, advancing on me in the small space as I quickly look for a place to run but it’s no use. He reaches for me but I slap his hands away.

“Let this be my fault too.” He snags the front of my top in his fist and yanks me against his broad chest.

“Don’t you dare..” I hiss, my back meeting the wall as he presses his erection into me.

“Or what?” His answering growl lights my blood on fire. I don’t get to respond because his mouth suddenly smashes against mine, his free hand in my hair to hold me in place. Every thought leaves my body while he kisses me in a way I’d never been kissed before. I’m practically melting. His tongue dives into my mouth and my knees nearly give out. I fist his shirt, needing to get even closer to him while also never letting him stop.

“Goddamn, let me in.” JJ groans, his kisses becoming even more urgent and wet. I can hardly keep up. I bite his tongue and he sucks mine into his mouth. I dig my nails into his chest and he squeezes my breast. His hands are everywhere and still not enough.

“Why are you doing this to me?” It slips out on a sob and I can’t help it. I hate the way he drives me so damn crazy all the time but he doesn’t seem bothered as his hands cup my ass.

“I need to know what you feel like.” JJ murmurs, making me moan as his lips move to my neck and he unbuttons my shorts, butterflies erupting inside me.

“I’m not having our first time in a public restroom.” I breathe, even as I let him turn me to face the mirror and watch as he tugs my shorts and panties down my thighs.

“I’m done waiting.” I feel the heat of his cock between my legs as he presses his front to my back. I lift up on my toes as he guides himself to my entrance, my body buzzing with need. For once I just didn’t want to think. I just wanted to feel.

“Please, JJ. We need to be quick.” I plead, feeling the smear of his precum between my thighs. The head finally slips inside and we both suck in a breath.

“I got you, baby, don’t worry.” JJ fists the back of my shirt, holding my gaze in the mirror as he pushes the rest of the way in. I cry out just as his hand slaps over my mouth, the burn and stretch of his cock was almost too much. No wonder he was so arrogant. His cock was massive.

“Be a good girl and stay quiet for me. Don’t want half the town getting the wrong idea about us. We hate each other, remember?” He winks at me in the mirror and I resist biting one of his fingers.

When he starts to move, grunting and groaning in my ear as his harsh pace increases, I know I’m done for.

Don’t Play Games

Warnings: JJ being a cocky fucker, teasing, creampie, oral, orgasm denial

JJ Maybank had an exhibition kink and wasn’t afraid to prove it. The guy wasn’t even remotely shy about his needs and he was far more adventurous than anyone you’d ever been with. You’d quickly learned to overcome any insecurities you might’ve had because he insisted on worshipping you at all hours of the day, no matter where you were.

Right now he had you bent over the counter in the Chateau while your friend group was watching a movie less than ten feet away. His hand over your mouth was the only thing keeping you from crying out in bliss as he stroked the sweet spot deep inside you at a slow and steady pace.

“If only you could see how pathetic you look, taking me like a good little slut. This pussy nice and wet just for me. I bet it feels good having me this deep, doesn’t it?” JJ rasps in your ear, his hips getting flush with your ass as he slides in over and over again. Your release was so close but so far away.

“You wanna cum, baby? You wanna soak my cock then lick it off later when the lights go out?” You nod the best you can with his hand squeezing your cheeks. When he rolls his hips, yours threaten to roll back in your head.

“I have a better idea.” JJ’s free hand slides between your legs, stroking your clit until your legs nearly buckle only to stop abruptly. You whine softly against his hand as he leaves you empty and aching, zipping up his shorts with a taunting smirk.

“Now let’s see who can keep their hands off who during this movie.” JJ pulls your dress back down and turns your body, moving in for a kiss that you avoid with an annoyed look.

“You’re an asshole.” You bite out, your core aching with need as you try to push past him. JJ pulls you in for a panty dropping kiss that leaves you weak and breathless before pulling back with a wicked grin. You let him walk away as you glared at his back, ready to make him pay and his balls blue by the end of the movie.

It didn’t take long before the intense thriller on screen captured everyone’s attention but JJ’s. That was entirely your fault.

You kept an eye on him from the corner of your eye but only because you kept teasing him. He was on one side of the small loveseat and you were on the other. You took the opportunity to sit sideways on your knees so you could flash him your bare pussy when he least expected it. The first time his eyes nearly popped out and he sat up like he was moments away from lunging. Then he quickly looked around the room at his friends to make sure no one had noticed before shooting you a dirty look.

You faked innocence as you quickly tucked your dress back down. A few more minutes passed as you pretended to watch the movie, feeling JJ’s eyes and hunger. You slowly and discreetly tug your dress back up to expose your pussy to him again. It was hard not to smirk over the torture you caused him as he sank deeper into the loveseat, spreading his legs wide in attempt to ease the ache he no doubt felt. His hand tugged at his unruly blonde hair as he released a long exhale while fighting to tear his eyes of your exposed cunt.

When he took out his phone after you’d carefully covered yourself again, you knew you were in trouble. Your own phone lit up with a text and you bit back a smirk.

“Think I won’t sink knuckle deep in that pussy right now?” Your pussy walls pulsed at his crude words and you bit your lip.

“Think I won’t make you watch as I get myself off?” You sent back, followed by a nude you’d sent him earlier in the week. JJ’s expression hardened when he opened the message, his eyes snapping in your direction with a warning glare. You shrugged, sitting your phone down and turning your attention back to the movie.

All of your friends were asleep except Sarah as she nervously bit at her nails, eyes glued to the screen while John B snored softly on her shoulder. Sarah was just as brazen as you were so you didn’t feel bad when turning more on your side to flash JJ again. His eyes burned into you as you reached your hand back to touch your slick slit. JJ’s expression darkened but you refused to back down.

You dipped two fingers inside yourself, letting your head fall back against the couch cushion while you bit your bottom lip. After slowly fingering yourself for a moment, you withdrew your hand as you locked eyes with him and popped the two fingers in your mouth. His eyes widened for a moment before his expression turned dark and he pointed at the hallway with a silent demand.

You shook your head, making a show as you licked your fingers clean before tugging your dress back down to watch the movie.

By the time the movie was over, everyone was passed out but the two of you. JJ was antsy and unable to sit still in his seat. His hair was a mess where he kept dragging his fingers through it and his lip chewed raw. As soon as you stood up once the credits began to roll, he was roughly taking your arm and leading you down the hall.

JJ didn’t say one word or bother to flip the lights on when the bedroom door shut. You reached for him in the dark but he spun you around and shoved you down on the bed. He was on top of you in an instant, your dress hiked up and his cock between your cheeks. He wasn’t easy when he shoved inside you and his movements were rough.

His hand fisted your hair, shoving your face into the bedding as he pounded you like there was no tomorrow. Like you were nothing more than a hole for him to use. It was too much at once and you couldn’t get your bearings. You couldn’t reach your clit.

“Thought you could tease me and get away with it?” JJ growls in your ear, his chest pressed to your back as his hips hammer into you. You don’t get time to respond before a deep groan echos in your ear and you feel him finishing inside you. JJ quickly climbs off your body, leaving you dazed and confused as he rights himself.

“JJ, I swear—.”

“You’re in no position to make demands, baby.” JJ’s voice taunting while you roll over to face him.

“I didn’t cum.” You scoff, angry and humiliated that your plan backfired. JJ flashed that signature smile of his as he leaned down until you were almost nose to nose.

“You should’ve behaved. Bad girls don’t get to cum.” JJ leaned in to kiss you but you jerked back, rolling your lip at him.

“Awe, no kiss? That’s fine.” JJ smirks before suddenly yanking you to the edge of the bed by your hips and dropping to his knees. His head is under your dress before you can protest, his torturous mouth sucking your clit hard until you see stars.

“Oh, J—.” Your back bows off the bed, your hands fisting the bedding as your orgasm barrels forward only for him to pull away at the last possible second. A pathetic whine leaves your lips as he raises to his full height with a devious smirk, your arousal glistening on his mouth and chin.

“Don’t get mad because the player plays the game better than you, baby. I’ll finish you when I think you’ve earned it. Now be a good girl and get our stuff so we can go home.”

Broken Toy

Warnings: non-con, Dark JJ, oral, overstimulation, orgasm denial, reader got JJ fired, unprotected sex

I yank her into my bedroom, slamming the door shut and shove her against the dresser. The noise of the party is muffled but I can still feel the thump of the bass letting me know if she screams, no one will hear her. Her big doe eyes glare up at me defiantly as I crowd her space but I can see the way she’s trembling. I know she’s scared.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I growl, caging her against the door with an arm on either side. I hate how good she looks. I’ve never seen her with a speck of makeup on and I can’t be the only guy that’s noticed her tonight. She’d cause a fucking wreck.

“I was invited. If I’d known it was your place, I wouldn’t have come.” She tries to keep her voice firm but she fails. I don’t buy her bullshit. This girl is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A snake in the grass, waiting to strike. She hides behind fake innocence and her manners but I know the truth. I plan to make her life fucking miserable for what she did.

“You don’t belong here.” I snap, letting my gaze openly descend her body in the tight little dress she showed up in. I can tell she’s not wearing a bra and it makes me wonder what kind of panties she’s wearing under something so tight.

“Then let me leave.” She pleads, her cheeks red with embarrassment.

“Where’s the fun in that?” I lean in until I can smell her sweet scent mixed with her shampoo. I bite back a groan and resist the urge to kiss her neck. I love that I can see her pulse racing. That she’s breathing so quickly, trying to catch her breath.

“JJ, please just—.”

“Tell me you love sucking cock.” I demand in her ear, loving the way her body stiffens. Goosebumps appear along her bare shoulder.

“I’ve never—.”

“Say. It.”

“I love sucking cock.” Those words mixed with her breathy whimper have my cock hardening in my sweats.

“Now say, fill me with your cum JJ.”

She swallows. “Fill me with your cum JJ.”

“Say, you own all my holes.”

“You own all my h-holes.” She sniffles and this time I can’t stop myself from kissing just below her ear, pressing my cock against her so she feels how hard I am just from her words. I don’t care if I made her say them.

“You don’t talk or even look at another dude until I say so.” My free hand finds her throat so I can grant myself easier access to her neck. She whimpers, her body rigid against mine as I leave sloppy wet kisses.

The thought of marking her makes me feral. I want every guy on the island to know she belongs to me. I don’t realize how hard I’ve bitten down until her nails bite into my chest where she’s pushing against me. One of her tears lands on my cheek and I smile as I release her flesh and trail my tongue up the side of her face.

She makes a frustrated noise, her eyes narrowing into slits as I step back. When she notices the bulge in my sweats, her eyes nearly bug out and she flushes a deep shade of pink. But not as dark as the huge hickey on her neck.

“Take your panties off.”

“No.”

My eyes widen for a moment before I take a step forward and she quickly shoves her hands under the skin tight material. She struggles but I watch in fascination as her dress moves higher and higher with her attempts until just when I think I’ll see the triangle covering her pussy, she bends to shove them down her legs and leaves them on her ankles as she works her dress back down her thighs.

“Don’t move.” I instruct just as she makes a move for the panties. She freezes before putting her back against the door, eyes wide as she watches me kneel in front of her. I carefully lift each of her high heels so I can free her panties. My plan was to humiliate her but now I’m losing it. I look up at her as I bring her cute little pink panties to my nose and sniff, making me groan from her scent alone. I don’t miss the wet spot either. She gasps, quickly looking away in humiliation but I grab her leg roughly in warning.

“Don’t look away from me again.” I growl, her wide eyes quickly finding mine again. I’ve never been more turned on in my life. I don’t even recognize myself.

I shove her panties in my pocket and quickly lean forward, burying my face in her dress just over her pussy. She whimpers, attempting to pull her hips back but it’s no use. I shove her dress up over her hips the best I can and nearly cum in my pants from the site of her shaved pussy slick with arousal. She’s glistening and I can’t stand it. I don’t know if I want more or less. Do I love it or hate it that she’s so turned on?

“Have you ever had anyone done here?” I ask, looking up at her trembling form. She shakes her head, keeping her pleading eyes on me.

“Good.” I lean forward but she bucks in fear. I slap her thighs hard, making her cry out as I push her legs open a little wider.

“If you move I’ll bite.” I hold her terrified gaze so she knows I’m serious before I dive in. Her scent and taste overwhelms me immediately. A soft sob escapes her as I lick and suck and pry her with my tongue. I use my hands to spread her lips and easily find her swollen clit. I suck it into my mouth and she mewls, her knees threatening to buckle as I suck harder and harder.

I resist the urge to make her cum. The urge to hear her cries and moans. The urge to hear her scream my name. I have to remind myself that this isn’t for her pleasure. It’s for me. So I back off her clit and lick everywhere but there. When her breathing comes quicker and needier, I move to a different spot. I tease her until her arousal drips down her thighs and my chin. Until her knees are fucking shaking and I know she’s moments away from fisting my hair and shoving my head where she needs.

It takes every ounce of my strength to pull back and meet her gaze. Her eyes are hooded, lips parted, and her cheeks are flushed. She’s fucking delicious.

“You don’t get to cum.” I don’t wipe my mouth as I slowly get to my feet and she seems to sag against the door in defeat. When my hand shoots out to fist the back of her hair, the lust is quickly replaced with fear as I yank her forward and smash my mouth over hers. She’s too stunned to put up much of a fight as I make her taste herself. Taste her desperation and need on my tongue. I devour her until she’s putty in my hands and leaning into me. When she moans, I pull back with a snarl. I don’t want her to see how much I want this. I don’t want her to get any sort of pleasure from this. This is me owning her.

“Your turn.” She blinks at me until I put a hand on each of her shoulders and force her down.

“JJ, please—.” Her begging has my cock pulsing in my sweats and I know she can see it by the way the whites of her eyes are showing.

“Save your begging for when I’m balls deep inside your sweet pussy. Now take it out.” I grind out my words, moving my hand to her hair to guide her movements.

“All this over a job?” She spats, shooting me a defiant look as she tentatively reaches for the waistband of my sweats. Her fingers brush over my skin as she peels the material down and I can’t help but shudder.

“I warned you.” I snap, intrigued with her delicate movements. I’m not wearing any boxers so when her hand slides inside the material and immediately meets my cock, she gasps, shooting me a surprised look.

“You’re not wearing boxers and you have a house full of people?” She scoffs, her voice soft as she wraps her hand around my cock and pulls it free.

“Easy access for when I’m getting my dick sucked.” I taunt, her lip rolling in disgust. “Now put it in your mouth.”

“No.” She removes her hand. I step forward, pinning her against the door with my legs. She glares at me, my cock in her face.

“Either it goes in your mouth or it goes in your ass.” My threat hangs in the air for a moment before you wraps her lips around the weeping tip, making my knees weak as I brace myself against the door. I try not to make any sounds but I can’t stop them as she works just the tip until she’s more comfortable to take more. I’m barely half way in and she’s gagging, backing off only to try again.

“Suck harder.” I rasp, unable to tear my eyes away as she moves back and forth, hallowing out her cheeks until I can hear the suction. My balls tighten and sparks shoot up my spine as she sucks. I don’t want this to be over yet so I shove her off with a growl and yank her to her feet.

“What—.” I pull her into the attached bathroom and slam the door before making her bend over the vanity.

“You want to make it up to me? You want all to be forgiven and go back to the way it was?” I demand, our eyes locked in the mirror.

“Y-yes.”

“Then pull your dress back up and spread your legs.” I’m shaking with need, hanging on to the last bit of restraint I have left.

“You promise?” She whispers, already tugging her dress up then widening her stance as she sniffles. Her makeup is running but I don’t think she’s ever looked more beautiful. I love that she looks like that because of me.

“Yes. Arch your back. Stick your ass out.” I push down on her back and she juts her ass out as I step up behind her. I palm her bare ass, my cock leaking precum all over the pretty flesh.

“Are you going to wear a condom?” She whispers.

“What do you think?” I snap, guiding the head to her wet entrance.

“I-I’m not on anything. I’m a virgin.” I suspected that but having her confirm it only lights my blood on fire more. I’m the first to have her. She’s mine.

“Then you better hope I pull out in time.” Her eyes widen and I thrust in, tearing through her hymen in one go and making her scream out. She’s so wet that there’s very little resistance but I feel it when her opening finally gives. My eyes nearly roll into the back of my skulls as her tight, wet, heat washes over me all the way down to my toes. I give her a moment to adjust, until she lifts her head and looks at me through the mirror.

“Pull your dress down. I want to see your tits while I fuck you.” I pull her upright by her hair and she whimpers, tightening around my cock and making me groan as she quickly frees her tits. I reach around to palm one, rolling the hardened bud between my fingers until she’s mewling and backing up against me.

“You’re so goddamn tight I can barely breathe.” I growl into her hair as I slide my hand up to squeeze her throat. Her hands find my waist as I slowly pull out half way then thrust back in. We both moan.

“Tell me it feels good.” I whisper, my lips grazing her ear as I give another short thrust.

“It does. It feels good.” Her breathy voice has me thrusting in harder and her sounds turn to pained whimpers, her nails digging in my hips.

“My good little broke toy.” I turn her head and kiss her hard, fucking her mouth with my tongue while I fuck her pussy with my cock. Her inner walls begin to quake and I know she’s close. Her lips wrap around my tongue, sucking it like she did my cock and I nearly lose it.

When I finally jerk away from her mouth she moans loudly against my lips, her eyes closed as she lets the pleasure wash over her. I hate that I like kissing her. I hate that I love the sounds she’s making.

I yank out with growl, noting the blood on my cock as I open the shower door and turn on the sprayer. I grab her arm and haul her in with me. She doesn’t protest as I shut the door and the hot water rains down on us. Her dress is bunched up around her waist, leaving her pussy and tits free, her heels on the bathroom floor, and her makeup now running down her face as her hair sticks to her.

She looks different now that I’ve been inside her. Like she’s no longer afraid and wants more of me.

“Legs together. Wrap your arms around my neck.” I instruct, pressing my body to hers as I guide my cock between her thighs. Her arms wrap tightly around my neck as we both watch my cock slide between her thighs. I bend my knees as I find her entrance and when I do, I thrust upwards and she cries out, her head falling back against the shower wall.

“Oh— god—.” She moans, pushing her tits against my chest as her back bows off the wall.

I don’t hold back as I fuck her hard and fast, resisting the urge to kiss her again or to lick up the water droplets running down her face. I want to taste her everywhere. I want to be inside her everywhere although I can’t get any closer. I brace one arm next to her head and grab her bouncing tit with my free hand, twisting her nipple.

She moans loudly, her hands fisting my hair as I fuck her way harder than any virgin should be fucked the first time. The sound of skin slapping skin increases along with her moans and whimpers.

“JJ!” My movements falter when she cums hard and suddenly, erupting from her so powerfully that she sucks in a breath to scream until I clamp my hand over her mouth. She shakes uncontrollably, her eyes rolling back as her pussy chokes the life out of me.

“Fucking shit.” I bite out, unable to hold mine back anymore as I step back and fist my cock. I only have to stroke it once and spurts of cum meet her tits, stomach, and mound. I love it.

We’re both panting for air and the water is starting to get cold but all I can think about is how I want to do that again. Only this time I want to fuck her in my bed until she screams my name, her nails leaving marks down my back.

She’s blinking at me, her eyes dazed with lust as she waits for my next move. I’m suddenly wishing she’d fought me more. But that just means that she gave in and trapped me in her web. I didn’t win. She did.

“Get out.”

“B-but—I don’t have any clothes!”

“Not my problem.”

Not His

Warnings: mentioned of forced pregnancy, birth control tampering, & terminating pregnancy, oral, blackmail, threats with a g*n, cheating, dark unhinged Rafe, all the trigger warnings!

The pounding on the door intensifies enough that JJ finally rolls off of you with a groan, leaving you aching and empty as he yanks on a pair of boxers and stomps off down the hallway. You bury your face in his pillow, inhaling the intoxicating scent of him when you hear an unmistakable voice that flushes away any traces of desire left in your system.

"Where is my wife?" The words are ground out with more anger and ownership than you can stand as you jump to your feet, wincing at the soreness there, and quickly yanking on a pair of JJ's boxers and a T-shirt from the surf shop.

"She wouldn't be your wife if you'd sign the divorce papers." JJ fires back as you emerge from the bedroom. His back is to you as he bars Rafe's entrance with his arm stretched across the door frame. Rafe's eyes lock on yours, narrowing into slits when he takes in your freshly fucked appearance. Both men tense as you approach and you quickly wrap your arms around JJ's narrow waist, loving the feel of his skin under your hands and the safety he offers.

"Y/N, if you're done playing Pogue Slut, it's time for you to come home." Rafe growls as you peek at him over JJ's shoulder. You tighten your hold when JJ tenses. You know he'd go to jail in defending your honor but that would give Rafe what he wanted.

"She's not leaving so stop looking at her." JJ warns, his voice low and his body ready to fight. Rafe's gaze snaps to JJ's, the vein in his temple throbbing with anger as the two men square off.

"You know she was fucking me as much as she did you, right? Do you think you'll have the means to provide for a child let alone afford to fight me when I demand a paternity test? Will you play daddy to my son?" Rafe smirks as JJ's hands ball into fists and he takes a step forward. Rafe's smile widens, flashing his bright white teeth as they stand almost chest to chest.

"Shut up, Rafe." You snap, swallowing the lump in your throat as anxiety sinks in. You never told JJ about having to perform your wifely duties on a daily basis with Rafe. You assumed he knew and wouldn't want to know about it.

"I never pulled out. Not once. She let me breed that pussy whenever I wanted and sucked the cum off my dick when I was done." A growl rumbles through JJ, his body trembling with restraint.

"Will you be there for her when I take my child away from her and she has no choice but to follow?" Rafe's voice lowers to a whisper, his eyes shining with victory from the seeds of doubt he's planted. Something snaps inside you at the picture he's painted. Before you've registered anything, you've grabbed the shotgun from behind the door and cocked it, aiming directly at Rafe's chest. His eyes widen in surprise but that stupid smile is still stretched across his smug face.

"Hit a nerve, did I? Don't want history to repeat itself?" Rafe taunts, pressing his chest firmly against the barrel. It was just like him to throw your shitty childhood and awful parents in your face.

"Baby.." JJ murmurs softly, reaching for the gun but you shake him off as you step out on the deck and force Rafe to back up with the gun to his chest.

"I was sneaking birth control the whole time, you idiot." You spat, jamming the gun harder against his chest, making him wince.

"Maybe I switched it out for fakes. Maybe you've been pregnant for weeks now and had no idea." The gun trembles in your hold. It's not surprising that he would try to trap you with a child so you could never leave.

"Maybe I had an abortion." You counter, finally seeing the smile fall from his face. "Maybe I didn't. Maybe I've also been taking Plan B as an extra reassurance to never bring any spawn of yours into the world. Maybe I'd rather die than stay married to you and live in that place." You'd taken a test right after moving in with JJ. You weren't pregnant. And if you were.. it sure as fuck wasn't Rafe's. But he didn't know that.

Rafe's Adam's apple bobs as he swallows, jaw clenched in anger.

"You're bluffing."

"So are you."

"Get the fuck out of here and don't come back until you've signed the damn papers." JJ pushes Rafe back, making him stumble down the steps as he glares at the both of you with enough hatred to start fires. Rafe didn't care about you. He cared about what this would do to his reputation and what people on Figure Eight would say.

"I'll never stop. You're coming back to me." Rafe declares, walking backwards towards his Rover before climbing in and slamming the door shut.

"I'll never go back to him." You state, watching him drive away as JJ gently takes the gun from your grasp. JJ cups your face, his eyes searching as tears fill your eyes. He wasn't angry or accusing.

"You'll never go back to him." JJ whispers, wiping your tears away with his thumbs and pressing his forehead to yours.

"Why aren't you angry?" You breathe, wrapping your arms around his waist as you fight to calm your racing heart.

"Because I love you and I don't care what you had to do to survive him." A sob breaks free and then you're kissing him as tears race down your cheeks.

"I wish I was your wife." You moan against his lips as he lifts you into his arms and carries you back inside.

"You will be." JJ promises, lowering you to the bed and yanking his clothes off your body.

"You'll have my ring. My name. My kids. Every part of you will be mine." JJ kisses his way down your body, positioning himself on his stomach between your parted thighs and licking a stripe through your slit, not caring that you're still full of him from earlier as your body bows off the bed.

"He'll sign or I'll kill him." JJ growls against your pussy, licking and tasting you with an intensity that has you seeing stars as you cry out. The thought of Rafe ceasing to exist shouldn't be such a turn-on..

"We can sign our marriage license in his blood if he wants to go that route." The orgasm crashes into you, tearing a scream from your lips as you squirt all over him and the bed.

"Fuck, JJ!" Your body shakes violently as he forces your legs back, bending you in half while continuing his feast.

"Goddamn, I love it when you do that, baby."

"We don't have a-any more c-clean sheets." You whimper, the pleasure becoming too much as he thrusts his tongue inside you and curls it to reach that sweet spot.

"Let me worry about that. You focus on cumming on my tongue before I fuck this greedy pussy again."

"Wait, wait, wait, no, I can't.. please baby!" You cry, fisting his hair as he presses his mouth firmly against your clit and sucks it into his mouth. Suddenly, three fingers enter your pulsing pussy, forcing you to scream as you cum harder than before. Everything seems to go black then he's coming down on top of you, burying his thick cock further than it's ever been with the position.

"That's right. Take all of me, baby." JJ grips your chin as he kisses you, swallowing your cries as he hammers into you, like you both hadn't already been at this for hours before Rafe interrupted.

"Do you want more of my cum, sweet girl? Is this pussy hungry for more?"

"Oh, my, god." You pant, digging your nails into his shoulders as his pace grows sloppy.

"I go by JJ, but thanks." JJ lets out a grunt, throwing his head back as he cums, cock buried deep as it throbs inside you. Your legs drop down to the bed and you groan in unison, bodies falling towards exhaustion. JJ leans in for a kiss, pressing his lips to yours in a sweet kiss as you wrap your arms around his shoulders and stroke his messy hair.

"You're not his." JJ whispers, rolling your bodies so you're on top and he's still buried deep inside you.

"Not his." You murmur back, kissing him back as the threat of what's to come starts to form in the back of your mind like a big dark storm cloud.

Rafe wouldn’t stop until someone was dead.

You or him.