Why Don't We • Smut

7 • Jonah Marais • Stop

Y/N POV

"Quit Jonah." I whisper to my boyfriend. I pushed his hand off my thigh, but he puts it back in its previous spot. We had doing this for about five whole minutes and I wasn't going to just let him do that in the middle of dinner with his family. His hand moved higher and higher. I shifted in my seat uncomfortable.

"Are you uncomfortable?" He asks in a hushed tone next to my ear. I sigh and take his hand off for the seventh time tonight. He puts his hand on my thigh again, but this time higher and squeezes is lightly. I gasp under my breath.

"You guys are awfully quiet." Jonahs mother states. I shrug my shoulders. Jonah chuckles.

"She's just tired, we both had a long day at the studio." Jonah replies. His hand travels further up my leg. My eyes widen when he reaches a certain spot. I lean over to him.

"Jonah stop." I snap in a hushed tone. He chuckles under his breath and stands up.

"I think we're gonna get going. We've had a tiring day." He smiles. I repeat his actions and stand.

"Bye." He finishes and drags me out the door. I follow behind closely. He opens the passenger door to his car allowing me to step in.

The whole car ride I caught Jonah staring at me hungrily. When we finally walked into our apartment he pushed me up against the wall. I gasped at his sudden action. He began to kiss down my neck. I kick of my shoes before he picks me up. My hand made its way to his hair gently as he carried us to the couch.

Jonah pulled away and ripped off his shirt. I slipped out off my pants and shirt. He reattached his lips to my neck going down to her bra. His hand makes its way around my back and unclipped the clasps. I tense up at the cold air now touching my once covered body. Jonah pulls down his jeans and throws them beside the couch. He makes his way back to me and pulls down my panties. 

Jonah begins trailing kisses down my neck to my breasts, and down my stomach. I moan lightly at his rushed touch. He finally gets down to my hips and grips them tightly while placing light kisses on my inner thighs. Jonah licks up my clit once. I moan loudly. He licks up my clit again, earning another moan from me. He begins doing figure eights on my clit. Eventually entering in one finger. I was a moaning mess. I arched my back at his touch.

Soon I reach my high and cum on Jonah's fingers. He gladly licks them clean before taking off his boxers. His erection slapped against his defined abs. Jonah slams into me causing me to moan loudly. He continues to pound into me. 

"Joanahhhh." I drag out his name breathlessly. He continues to rock into me only faster and harder. I could feel a pit forming in my stomach. Jonah let out a low groan. 

"I'm almost there." He breathed out. He gripped my waist harshly and sped up. I was building up to my high. I could feel Jonah twitch inside me. I came on his member, and he pulled out and came on my stomach.

"Well, that was nice." I say panting. He chuckles.

yeEt 

here's a request i got from someone. it's pretty sorry. i'm not gonna say who requested though 

bye

oh and my favorite author published a new story 

it's called 'the waiting game' it's a wyatt oleff book, and you should check it out. it's by fiftyshadesofwyatt 

read it. vote for the chapters. dooo ittt.