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spinningintheshadows · 3 years

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Stupid Fucking Jeep Shirt || JJ Maybank

It's not JJ's fault he looks so good in that stupid fucking Jeep shirt and you can't keep your hands to yourself

Warnings: 🔞🔞🔞🔞 Porn with a side of porn. *consent not verbally mentioned but it is literally a hate fuck so like what do you expect* Fingering, oral (female receiving), rough sex, unprotected sex(wrap it before you tap it, ya nasties) lowkey hate fuck, choking, the line “seriously JJ, that’s my sister” Sarah, if you see this, no you don’t 😊

Editing to add: verbal consent is great but also body language is a thing too so maybe before y’all attack me for not putting enough trigger warnings you just keep scrolling. And I am not saying verbal consent isn’t a good thing!!!

Second edit: holy shit this got so much hate but even more praise so uh lol. My intent was not at all to write him as rapist, many people misunderstood what I meant, it’s been tagged properly so pls stop with the hate.

Basically, @maybankforlife requested that I personally send her to SuperMegaTurboHell(tm) for being Horny. I had to honor my besties wishes.

Of course, your car had to break down on the hottest day of the year, leaving you to bake alongside the busy road.

Your brother was nowhere to be found, claiming he was out with Pope

He’d told you he was busy and that it’d be at least two hours before he could get to you.

So with a sigh of desperation, you texted the only person you could think of.

‘JJ. 911. Melting beside the road. John B is probably getting his dick wet and is going to leave me here. Leaving your only sister to melt beside the road isn’t a good look.’

Truth be told, you couldn’t stand JJ Maybank.

He might be your brothers best friend, but you only played nice for John B’s sake

Even if your brother swore JJ liked you.

‘Share your location, I’m on my way’

Sighing, you did exactly that. Sharing your location with the stupid blonde boy.

And waiting not so patiently for him to text you back.

‘Still about a half hour out from you, Sweetheart. I’m coming’

It took everything in you to not physically gag at the nickname, especially coming from JJ Maybank.

Truth be told, you probably would have if you wouldn’t have been so hot.

Luckily, your car had quit with the windows down, so at least you had the miniscule breeze to help you out.

Finally, you heard the rumble of JJ’s truck watching as it parked in front of you.

He got out, walking over to your driver side window.

“You look hot, sweetheart”

He was grinning with that stupid fucking toothpick in his mouth.

“Call me sweetheart one more time and I will forcibly remove both of your testicles right here, right now”

He would have looked scared if it wasn’t for the fact he knew you were probably dying from heat exhaustion.

“I have air conditioning. Go, I’ll look at your car.”

“Forgiven, for now, Maybank.”

You went to his truck, practically moaning at the cold air that greeted you when you opened the door.

You scrolled through your phone waiting for a verdict on your car, trying not to laugh when he joined you in the front seat of the pickup.

“I hate your car.”

“Don’t talk bad about her.”

“She’s a piece of shit, Y/N. How is it even street legal?”

“She gets me from point A to point B, JJ!”

“She’s dead, Y/N, it’s time to let her go.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Your whole transmission is gone, sweetheart, that’s gonna cost you like four grand. Do you have four grand?”

“No.”

“See? Time to let her go.”

“Also, what did you just call me?”

“Sweetheart.”

“You better be glad you’re driving right now.”

It was still a forty minute drive to your house, stuck in the car with the man you hate.

And it was then that you realized that he was wearing his stupid fucking jeep shirt.

And you hated him even more

Not because the shirt was annoying

But because there was some way that shirt clung to his body that turned you on

And you hated having any sort of attraction to JJ Maybank.

“You good, sweetheart?”

“Just peachy, dickbag.”

“I can see you clenching your thighs, Y/N. If you’re turned on by me you can just say so.”

“In your fucking dreams, Maybank. I saw a cute guy on tinder.”

“If you say so.”

“You’re so annoying. Why would I be attracted to you?”

“My charm?”

“Ha.”

“You don’t have to be such a brat, Y/N.”

“I’m not a brat.”

You decided to just stare ahead of you, thankful when he finally pulled into your drive and you could get out of that truck.

“Thank you, goodbye.”

“You really want to get rid of me, sweetheart?”

“I would rather shoot myself in the foot than spend more time with you JJ Maybank”

“You’re so annoying.”

“Ditto!”

You walked up the porch steps and slammed the door behind you, rushing into your room to change your clothes.

You audibly groaned when you heard the front door open and close again, hearing JJ’s footsteps coming down the hall.

You were standing there, trying to put a crop top over your braless breasts when your bedroom door slammed open.

JJ leaned against the doorframe and stared at you, looking you up and down as you stared at him frozen.

“Nice tits, Y/N”

“Shut the fuck up JJ”

“No.”

“Fuck you.”

“That’s the plan, sweetheart.”

“Excuse me?”

JJ didn’t answer, just walked into your room, slamming your door shut.

He walked up to you, pressing his lips against your ear.

“I’m gonna fuck the brat out of you.”

“Like hell you are Maybank. Why would I have sex with you.”

“Because you left a fucking wet patch in my seat, Y/N. You don’t get that turned on over some guy on tinder.”

“Maybe I do, JJ.”

“Or maybe it’s me. What is it, sweetheart.”

“I.. It’s thats stupid fucking shirt you’re wearing.”

“My jeep shirt?”

“It the way it fucking fits you, JJ.”

Again, he doesn’t respond but just starts placing hot, opened mouth kisses along your neck, moving down until he’s face to face with your tits.

“You’ve got such pretty tits, Sweetheart.”

With that he hooks his lips around your right nipple and rolls your left between his fingers.

And you can’t help but let out a shaky moan from it.

“Take your pants off”

“My brother could be home any minute you fucker”

“Please, he’s with Sarah, he’s not gonna be home until midnight at least. Now take your pants off”

“No”

You can almost hear him roll his eyes at you and your bratty attitude before he reaches up and pops the button on your denim shorts himself.

Sliding them down your legs, you’re almost embarrassed by how turned on you really are by this, but before you can open your mouth again he’s got his fingers in your panties.

“Your cunt is fuckin’ soaked, Y/N, does the shirt turn you on that much”

“Shut the fuck up JJ.”

He doesn’t respond, but instead shoves two of his fingers inside of you, making your knees buckle.

“I- shit, JJ, I can’t stand for this.”

“If you need to sit, you’re gonna have to sit on my face.”

Did those words really just come out of JJs mouth?

Before you can respond, he curls his fingers in you making you let out the moan you were holding back.

“I’m sorry, what was that, sweetheart?”

“Fuck you JJ”

“Isn’t that what we’re doing?”

He’s still moving his fingers roughly inside of you, and you can feel your high building.

Fuck, it two can play this game.

“JJ, get your fingers out of me.”

“No”

“I’m not cumming on your fingers.”

“You are if I say you do.”

“You’re so annoying.”

He just hums in response, continuing to fuck you with his fingers.

He’s moved now to stand behind you and has one hand loosely wrapped around your throat.

And you think that’s fucking hot as shit.

You’re really teetering right on the edge here.

“JJ”

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Tighten your hand”

“What?”

“I want you to choke me, dammit.”

“As you wish, sweetheart.”

Almost as soon as he starts applying pressure to your throat, you let yourself go.

Moaning his name loudly as you feel yourself squeezing his fingers as you cum.

“I didn’t think you were that kinky, sweetheart.”

“Shut up, JJ”

You’re heaving for breath as he lets you go

But only long enough for him to move you to your bed, sitting you right on the edge.

“JJ, what are you doing?”

He doesn’t respond, but throws your legs over his shoulders

And just absolutely buries his face in your cunt.

“Jesus Christ, Maybank.”

Your fingers are knotted in his hair, tugging sharply at every swipe of his tongue against your clit.

You really aren’t expecting the moan that comes out of his mouth against you after a particularly hard tug.

“Do you like your hair being pulled, sweetheart?”

“Shut the fuck up, Y/N”

“I’m gonna cum again, you fucker.”

“Do it sweetheart, cum on my fucking tongue. Make a mess for me to clean up.”

You can feel that knot getting tighter and tighter, until suddenly it unravels and you’re tugging on his hair by the roots as you cum again, not at all being quiet about it.

And his tongue doesn’t leave you until well after you’ve come down and you’re pushing his head away.

“Hey Y/N.”

“What?”

“Are you a virgin?”

“No.”

“On the pill?”

“Yes.”

“Okay.”

You watch him undo his cargo shorts, dropping them to the floor with his boxers.

And holy shit

You realize you’re about to get fucked by possibly the biggest cock you’ve ever had.

How the fuck was he hiding that in his pants?

Before you can process what’s happening, he’s shoving his cock in you.

“Jesus Christ, you’re tight.”

“I think you’re just big, Maybank.”

He’s pounding into you roughly

And you can’t help but think maybe you should be a brat more often. Piss him off more often.

If it meant you’d get fucked like this more often.

You’re practically screaming his name, him trying to quiet you by placing his mouth on yours.

The kiss is really a battle for dominance.

Teeth clashing and tongues fighting.

“I’m not gonna last J.”

“Me either, sweetheart. Wanted to fuck you for so long, not gonna last.”

You let out a loud moan as you clenched around his cock, cumming.

“Gonna cum in you, sweetheart. Can’t hold it back.”

And sure enough, the clenching of your cunt around his cock had him spilling his hot load inside of you, thrusting the entire time.

As he stilled inside you, you finally looked at him properly.

His face had softened, as he laid on top of you.

“Hey Y/N?”

“Hmm?”

“I don’t hate you, you know?”

“Yeah, the feelings are mutual there, J.”

“Sorry it had to happen like this.”

“I’m not. I need to be a brat more often if that means you’re going to fuck me like that.”

He laughed, leaning down to kiss you properly.

“Let me help you get cleaned up.”

Slowly, he pulled out of you, frowning when you winced a bit.

“Sorry, sweetheart”

He walked across the hall, trying to find a washcloth, then slowly cleaning up the mess between your legs.

Helped you into a clean pair of shorts then handed you that stupid fucking jeep shirt.

“I bet it looks even better on you”

You pull it on, watching him pull his shorts on and then crawl into bed with you.

“You look tired, sweetheart.”

“You made me cum three times.”

“Take a nap.”

You smile, cuddling up into his chest.

Dozing off, you hear the front door open and your brother's voice yell for JJ.

Then heavy footsteps down the hall that stopped in front of your door.

“Jesus Christ, JJ. That’s my sister.”

You can hear the laughter bubble out of JJ’s chest then feel his arm move, in a gesture you’re sure is flipping your brother off.

“Well that’s what you get for leaving your sister to bake on the side of the road, JB”

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