Glitch by Taylor Swift

Depending on what kind of mood and situation-ship i'm in.

TW: Sexual Content

Jameson kisses me until my lips are numb, he leads me out the bathroom toward a large couch in the corner of my bedroom. I fall back into his lap.

His hands tease the tender skin of my neck, he knows the power he has over me. Goosebumps cover my neck at only his delicate touch. I stay sitting on his lap as his finger traces up my jaw. My breathing is shaky and desperate. 

He brings his lips slowly down over my neck, simply breathing his warm breaths on me and sending shivers down my spine. I arch my neck back and give him space to place his lips.

He doesn't kiss me just yet. His lips touching over my whole neck. "Kiss me.." I both beg and demand softly. 

He does just that and kisses my neck warmly before deepening each kiss into a passionate make out with my neck. I let out a moan when he reaches the one spot I know all too well.

"Still the same aren't you?" He spoke against me, his voice vibrating my neck. He remembers that exact spot that makes me moan every time. 

One of his hands on my shoulder making sure my neck stays in the position he wants it, the other carefully placed on my knee, my hand sits atop his one on my knee. 

He pulls my hair back until my head is resting back on his shoulder to give him more space. My knuckles go white as i squeeze his hand desperately. 

He indulges my neck like a vampire. I am well aware of the hickeys lining my entire neck, he is clearly proud of the sight. 

His hand edges up from my knee all the way to my thigh, Jameson slowly slides the hand up to my stomach and catches me off guard by sliding it down beneath my jeans. 

My breathing catches when his fingers trace over my underwear. I feel my whole stomach sink in at the feeling of his touch. 

His hands seep beneath my underwear and stroke over my pussy. I gasp and arch my back against his body. 

Jameson gives a quiet chortle, "Calm down baby, we haven't even started yet." He teases with a smirk. My cheeks glow red but I feel my wetness growing even more as his fingers massage one of my folds. 

He removes his hand and in one slick movement, hoists me up and spins me around so now i'm on his lap still but now facing him. Our faces so close and intimate. 

I pull my shirt over my head, our bodies being so close that I unintentionally grind on him a little. He smirks and begins kissing all over my breasts as if he owns them, as if nobody else would dare touch the breasts he's kissing right now because they're his. 

I unclip the bra and watch as he lowers his head and takes the bra off with his teeth. He takes a second to look down at my breasts. He's never seen me naked with this kind of intention before, sure he has in that video but never in such a vulnerable and personal state. 

"You're so beautiful." He breathes in admiration. I bite down on the inside of my lip with a blush spreading over my cheeks. All my insecurities disappear when Jameson fucking Hawthorne – the most gorgeous man in the world – calls me beautiful. 

His lips connect with my nipples, taking the piercing between his teeth and using it to pleasure me even more. He nibbles them and makes my head roll back. 

I cross my arms behind his head and start to grind on him slowly and temptingly. 

"Fuck Paris." He mutters hoarsely. I can feel him becoming hard below me. 

"Well yeah, that's the plan." I joke. He smirks and tears his shirt off. 

My hands trace over his abs demandingly. Fuck.

I stand up and separate our bodies giving us both a chance to tear our jeans off. He waits eagerly as I take my time enjoying the teasing. 

I now stand in front of him in only a thong, he tries to pull me back but I take my time in pulling the thong off until I'm nude standing in front of him. 

He leans forward and grabs my hips, pulling me back onto his hips. His underwear is the only thing separating us. 

We make out until my lip stick is smudged all over both of our faces, my hands tugging in his hair. His hands hold my hips firmly.

I eventually pull his boxers off until we're both naked. "Are you sure?" He asks just to make sure we're definitely on the same page. I nod in response. 

When he's prepared me enough he rolls a condom on his dick and lines himself up. I whimper desperately. This make him smirk and tilt his head playfully. 

"What do you want baby?" He asks. "You." I whimper. He smirks menacingly, "And what do you want me to do?"

I look into his green eyes, filed with a devilish look.

"You know what I want." I groan desperately. "You'll have to tell me. I have no clue." He shrugs teasingly.

"I want your dick inside of my pussy, you asshole. Now do it or I'll fucking kill you." I hiss in longing. He scoffs with a smirk, "As charming as ever. I missed that." He groans.

He gets ready and slowly slides inside me, holding my hips firmly. He starts out slow, moving my hips back and forth slowly for me. His fingers grip me so hard that i know I'll awaken with bruises. 

I gasp when I feel his whole dick inside me. He's significantly larger than Grayson. My finger nails dig into his shoulders where I hold him. 

"You want me to speed up a little?" He offers. I wince a little at how overwhelming it is. He looks at me and notices I'm not quite ready. "Just give me a minute." I sigh as I get used to his size. 

"Yeah, you want to stop?" He offers. I shake my head immediately, stopping is the last thing I want to do. 

"Sorry, i know this isn't.. great" I say, cutting myself off with gasps. Apologising for not letting him have the most pleasurable experience because of my pain. 

"It's fine. Just let me know if you need to stop." He assures comfortingly in a way that doesn't make me feel guilty or embarrassed. He gives me a reassuring smile and keeps going but slowly.

I take a moment to compose myself and get used to the feeling before telling him to speed up a little. He looks at me for a second before speeding up a little. I feel him stretching me out a little and collapse my head onto his shoulder blades. 

I feel tears lining my eyes with the pressure but don't let it ruin this for me. I lift my head off his shoulder and press fiery a kiss on his lips.

"You okay?" He asks worriedly. I nod and struggle to find my voice. "Faster." I command. He does as I say and eventually it begins to hurt less. 

I let out a lot of loud and almost scream-like moans. He slides his thumb between us and caresses my clit perfectly and I can't help but scream out, "Jamie!" Loudly and high pitched. 

He moans and controls my hips. Once we're both comfortable he speeds us up even further until he's completely pounding inside of me. 

I sort of scare myself when I fully scream out in pleasure. He smirks and tries to hold back his own moans, not wanting to show me how much pleasure he's feeling too. 

"Fuck Paris," he lets a loud moan out. I claw down his back ferociously. Our sweaty bodies collide in fast thrusts. Gasps and moans fill the air and all I feel is pure bliss. 

"I missed you so much." He whimpers. 

"I- fuck! I missed you.. too." I struggle to say between pants and moans. 

I feel myself ready to finish and tell him this. Moments later I cum with one last moan. He takes a couple pounds more before he lets go and explodes inside the condom. 

He pulls out and places me down beside him on the couch . He stands up and goes to the bathroom, leaving me alone for a moment in my own gasps. 

He comes back a moment later wearing a fresh pair of underwear and holding a wet towel. He comes back over to me and helps me clean my own fluids up. He places the towel in his laundry basket. 

He lifts me up by the hips and places me on his bed, laying down on his side next to me.

His hand traces down my numb and still naked body. 

"Are you okay?" He asks worriedly. "Yeah." I nod assuringly. "You sure? If it was too much we can just stick to other stuff?" He offers. "Jamie it was great, just took a minute to adapt to." I tell him.

"I thought you said you'd done it a lot before." His hand pushes some of the hair stuck to my sweaty forehead away. 

I sigh, wondering how to word this. "Well you're a little bigger than people I've been with before.." I shrug. 

He smirks a little, "You said you'd only done it with your ex. You saying I'm bigger than him?" He says proudly. 

"Well yeah.. but his abs are better!" I say teasingly. He gapes, "Me and my six friends are very offended." He jokes, pointing to his six pack. 

"Yeah your six friends aren't nearly as friendly as his eight.." I tease, knowing he doesn't care that i'm talking about my ex because he's the only one that just fucked me until I screamed.

He smiles as he watches me laugh. "You're laugh is really pretty." He tells me. 

I go red and try to roll onto my other side to look away but he scoops me in his arms and rolls me to face him. Our noses are touching now as he looks closely into my eyes.

"I missed you so much Paris." He whispers softly. My eyes fall to his lips and lean back into his. "I missed you too." I reply.

(a/n. Finally updated! It's been such a stressful and frustrating week but I knew this fic would be a sort of break from it all. Also, to the Eve hate club formed in these comments ilysm. Thanks for reading, love you all.)