The Wedding Weekend
Jack Abbot x black!reader
Summary: The wedding weekend is officially on, and naturally, tomfoolery ensues!
(Part of this universe)
Warning(s): SMUT (18+, MDNI), unprotected sex (m/f), fingering (f receiving), oral (f receiving), squiring, daddy kink, dirty talk, lap dances, stripping, spitting, creampie, clit slapping
You’re awakened by the feeling of Jack’s stubbled face pressing kisses to yours. He presses another kiss to your cheeks before pulling your lips into a kiss. You smile into the kiss as your eyes flutter open. Jack looks down at you with a wide grin, “Good morning, Princess.”
“Good morning, baby,” You said, pressing your lips against his again.
You both look down at the end of the bed as Princess patters into the room before looking up at the two of you. She barks lightly before jumping up against the bed. Due to the height of your and Jack’s bed, along with the fact that your poor baby is so small, you often have to lift her into the bed.
You scooch to the end of the bed before scooping Princess into your hands. As you lie back down on the pillow, she plops down between you and Jack before letting out more small barks. Princess settles against your side as she watches Jack curiously.
He laughs in response before running a hand through her fur, “What’s got you so excited today, pretty girl? You know that mommy and daddy are about to get married?”
Jack’s words bring a rush of excitement and nerves to your stomach. The nerves aren’t bad. In fact, you’re ecstatic. After all of the things that you and Jack have been through together, you were now officially about to become Mr. and Mrs. Jack Abbot. You were about to be a married woman in less than three days.
You look at Jack and find that he’s already looking at you with a goofy smile of his own. He grabs your hand, where your engagement ring sits. He runs his fingertip across the ring before looking at you, “We’re about to be married, baby. The rest of our lives together.”
“It’s us forever, Mr. Abbot,” You reply, pulling his hand up to kiss his engagement ring.
“I like the sound of forever, Mrs. Abbot,” Jack said in return.
Later in the morning, the two of you shower and check your luggage for the flight. You, Jack, and your wedding party are all supposed to be flying out to Massachusetts before taking the ferry to Oak Bluffs to your parents’ house, where the wedding will be held. You’d been very proactive at making sure that all of the Pitt crew put their PTO hours for the wedding weekend.
Jack throws the last thing into his suitcase before turning to you, “You got everything you need, sweetheart?”
You look down at the list in your hand before nodding, “Yeah, everything on my list is checked off. I have Princess’s bag packed and ready to go.”
Princess trots past you and Jack to sit by the door. It appears that you and Jack weren’t the only ones excited about you getting hitched. Princess had been a ball of energy the entire week, and even more when she noticed you and Jack packing.
When you mentioned that all of her favorite men would be there, you’d never seen her bark louder.
You and Jack make your way outside to start loading up his truck before setting the alarm on the house and locking the doors. You both enter the truck, along with Princess, who sits content in the backseat.
Jack grabs your hand across the armrest and turns to you, “I can’t wait to see you in your dress. I know you’re gonna be so beautiful.”
A smile crosses your lips, “I think you’re gonna love it. My mom has it with her at the house.”
Your mother and father had opted to fly out early to the house in Oak Bluffs to make sure that it would be all ready for everyone’s arrival. Plus, they wanted to ensure that everything was in line for your and Jack’s big day.
Slight nerves pick up in your stomach at the thought of anything going wrong. Jack notices you biting your lip, “Hey, what’s wrong, Princess?”
“What if something goes wrong? What if it rains? What if my dress doesn’t fit? You did say that I was getting thicker. What if I’m too thick for my dress?”
Jack chuckles, “Baby, it’s gonna be fine, I promise. I’ve been checking the weather all week. No storm clouds in sight. The dress is going to fit perfectly. You said that you and Monique did final alterations last week. This weekend, I just want you to relax and enjoy yourself. This is your special day, okay?”
He gives you a calming look before motioning for you to take a deep breath. You take a few deep breaths as the nerves disappear. You smile at Jack before pressing a kiss to his cheek, “Thank you, baby.”
“S’no problem, sweetheart. All I need you to do is show up and look beautiful.”
You pretend to flick your hair over your shoulder, “Well, obviously, I can do that, Jack.”
He laughs as you both chat idly. Soon, you pull up to the airport. Jack unloads your bags from the car as you grab Princess. You both check in as you go to your terminal. As expected, Dennis, Jesse, and Jaylen are already sitting.
You all exchange hugs with each other before you look over to Jaylen, “Dang, Jay, you getting thick back there. Jesse, you feeding my sister good?”
Jesse smirks, “She’s definitely been eating good.” He sends Jaylen a wink, and she rolls her eyes as you dap Jesse up.
“We’ve gotta do a Pilates class while we’re here, Jesse,” You said, plopping down next to him on the airport seat.
He nods, “I’m down. I heard they have really good beach classes.” You both look at Jack, Dennis, and Jaylen. “You guys should join us.”
“I’m down,” Jaylen replies, cuddling into Jesse’s side. He presses a kiss to the crown of her head in response.
“Count me out. My back isn’t equipped for Pilates,” Jack announces from your other side.
You smack your lips, “Jack, you do naked yoga all the time, but you won’t do Pilates.”
You catch everyone’s eyes widening as Jack chuckles, “Well, I’m at home when I’m doing that, honey. Can’t exactly do naked Pilates.”
You smirk, “I think we can arrange that, but it’d have to be a private class with just the two of us.”
Jaylen and Dennis make gagging noises while Jesse laughs.
“Sup whores. Who’s doing private classes?” Kiara asks, walking up with her luggage.
Jaylen points at you and Jack, “They are, but I don’t think you wanna be there. It’s clothes off, apparently.”
Kiara shoots you and Jack a look of disgust, “Y’all some freaks. Save all that nasty talk for after the wedding when y’all are making me a niece or nephew.”
Dennis chuckles at the quip, which catches Kiara’s attention. She slides beside Dennis before pressing a kiss to his cheek, “Hey, big daddy. You ready for me to slut you out this weekend?”
You all watch as Dennis’s face turns red and he starts stuttering over a response. Truthfully, the relationship between Dennis and Kiara was an interesting one to watch for sure. You knew that they both liked each other, but you also knew that Kiara had major commitment issues. You were invested in seeing where everything panned out for her and Dennis.
Kiara pats Dennis’s shoulder, “Don’t worry about it, Dennis. We’ve got all weekend to work it out.” She sends him a wink before venturing off to get a coffee. Thirty minutes later, you all board the plane and take your respective seats. Seeing as this is Princess’s first flight, she behaves better than you and Jack expect. She mostly spends her time floating between making Jack, Dennis, and Jesse hold her. She doesn’t even try to hide the fact that she’s taking all three of your men’s attentions for herself.
But that’s your baby, and you’re standing beside her.
Robby and the rest of the PTMC crew won’t be arriving till later in the day, after their shift ends. Most of your family has already started trickling in for the wedding, and you expect that Jack’s army buddies will be there tomorrow. So far, everything is going according to plan.
After the flight lands in Massachusetts, the six of you and Princess load up in your rental cars before making the journey to the ferry that’s going to drop you all off at the island. From there, you’ll make the drive to your parents’ home.
Everything flows seamlessly as you board the ferry. You watch the waves and can’t contain your excitement when you see the island appearing. Your family often took many trips to the Bluffs, especially for the summer. It was always nice coming here with your family and having one big cookout for the summer. You, Kiara, Jaylen, and your cousins would bike all around the island. You were happy that you were able to share this place with Jack, along with the fact that you would both be sharing your big day here.
Jack drives through the streets as you give him directions to the house. Jesse, Jaylen, Kiara, and Dennis were all driving in the other car, as Jesse had opted to play designated driver. Pulling up to the house, you’re greeted by your parents standing outside, waving at you.
Exiting the car, you and your sisters give your parents hugs.
“Dang, I was hoping me and ya daddy would get some more time to be nasty,” Your mom said.
“Mama, don’t nobody wanna hear that!” Kiara said, pretending to throw up.
“I’m just being honest with y’all. I had to let y’all know that I’m still laying it down. Why do you think it’s three of y’all?”
Behind you, Jesse and Jack snicker. Your father shakes his head at your mother’s antics, but laughs regardless. You know that he loves the fact that your mother is so open and honest about her feelings.
Your mom peers at Jack, Jesse, and Dennis, “Hey, my babies. Come give me some love.” She opens her arms for them to give her hugs. One by one, all three men hug your mother while pressing quick kisses to her cheeks. She holds Dennis longer at the end before looking him up and down, “Lord, you still skinny, baby. Come on, let’s go get you something to eat before you fly away.”
Kiara smirks, “I got something he can eat.”
Your father’s head snaps in her direction, while she grins mischievously. “My bad, daddy.”
You all enter the house with your luggage, while you let Princess down so that she can start wandering the house. It’s not too long before she has your dad picking her up. You grab Jack’s hand and usher him upstairs to the room.
“This is where we’ll be staying. Since this is our big day, my mama and daddy decided to give us the biggest room,” You explain. Jack looks around the room with a clear expression of being impressed.
“This is an amazing house. You spent all of your summers here?”
“Mhmm. We’d come out here early so that we could spend time together as a family, then the rest of our family would come a bit later. I know you’ll love it here.”
Jack nods before pressing his lips against yours, “Of course, I’ll love it here. Anywhere that you are, I’m always going to be happy. Maybe we should look into investing in a property here. I know you said you wanted a lake house. It’d be good for us and any kids we have.”
Jack’s words make you turn to face him fully. You stand there staring into his hazel eyes for the longest time with a soft smile on your face. He gives you the same look in return before both of his hands come up to cup your face, “I meant what I said about forever, sweetheart. You’ve always been it for me since the beginning. I know that things haven’t always been easy for us, but I’m glad that I get to wake up every day and see you beside me. I can’t wait to marry you and spend forever together.”
Tears sting in your eyes as you lean into his touch, “I love you so much, Jack. Thank you for loving me and showing me how good it feels to be loved by you.”
You both stand in the middle of the room, holding each other. The door is cracked open a bit as Jaylen walks up the stairs to get you and Jack. She stops as she witnesses the moment between you and Jack. She smiles before deciding against interrupting your moment. She’s happy to see you and Jack be so in love with each other.
She thinks back to her own relationship with Jesse and the rising feelings that are there. She thinks back to the other night when Jesse told her that he loved her and how she stalled. However, she knows without a doubt that she does love Jesse.
But now, she needs to find a way to tell him.
Later in the day, more of your family has started trickling in. Your grandmother walks into the house with a man trailing behind her. Everyone gives her a look as you all try to decipher which of her men she brought this weekend.
“Hey, Granny, who’s this?” Jaylen asks, finally breaking the ice.
“This is Daniel. He’s the one that I was telling you all about. He owns one of the soccer teams in Argentina,” your grandmother answers. Truthfully, Daniel is fine as wine. For the man to be in his seventies, it’s clear that he’s keeping up with his appearance. You all could tell that he was definitely a problem back in the day, and you don’t doubt that he still doesn’t have women, old and young, thirsting over him.
But by the way that he’s looking at your granny, you can tell that he’s hooked on her.
Daniel smiles politely at all of you, “It’s nice to meet you, all. Henrietta speaks fondly of all of you.”
Kiara looks over at you and Jaylen before mouthing, “Damn, he fine.” You both nod in agreement. Not only that, but his voice was sexy as well. Your grandmother sure knew how to pick ‘em. Your father and uncles pull Daniel into a conversation, while your grandmother comes to sit between the three of you.
“He must be your favorite hoe, grandma?” Kiara asks, a teasing tone in her voice.
Your grandmother smirks, “For now. He’s supposed to be taking me to Argentina after the wedding. Got me sitting in the big box for one of the soccer games.”
“I wanna be like you when I grow up, Granny,” You said with a laugh.
Your grandmother smiles, “Seems like you already are. My grandson-in-law hasn’t taken his eyes off you since he sat down. You got that boy far gone. Same with the two of you–Jaylen and Kiara. Jaylen, that boy’s been looking at you with hearts in his eyes. Kiara, the little twiggy boy over there, keeps shooting eyes your way. Seems like y’all need to be thanking me for giving y’all game.”
In response to your grandmother’s comment, the three of you turn to look at the men. Sure enough, Jack’s eyes find yours, and he smiles at you. Jesse is staring back at Jaylen like he’s ready to worship her. Kiara blows a kiss at Dennis, who blushes and sends her a small wave. She chuckles in response.
“Can we go to the kitchen?” Jaylen asks. You all nod before walking into the kitchen.
Your grandmother pours herself a glass of wine and sits down in one of the chairs. Jaylen bites her lip and looks at you all nervously. Your grandmother frowns, “If you’re pregnant, you might as well go ahead and spit it out. I knew I was dreaming about some fish.”
Jaylen’s eyes widen as she stutters, “Grandma, I’m not pregnant!”
Your grandmother eyes you and Kiara, to which you both shake your heads.
“Nobody’s pregnant, but I do have a situation. Jesse told me that he loves me the other day,” Jaylen announces with a big sigh.
“That’s great, Jay,” Kiara said before she clocks the tense look on her face.
“You didn’t say it back,” your grandmother states, sipping from her glass.
Jaylen shakes her head, “I didn’t. He said it, and I just kind of looked at him and smiled. And you wanna know the worst part? He didn’t even look offended that I didn’t say it back. He told me to take all the time that I need.” She sighs before dropping her head in her hands.
“Well, do you love him?” You ask, leaning forward over the counter.
“I do. I love him so much. I don’t think I’ve felt like this for someone in a while.”
You all can hear the worry and fear that’s present in her voice. You all can remember how torn up she was by the last situation. Your grandmother leans forward to place her hand over Jaylen’s, “Now, I know that other boy hurt you somethin’ awful. But you deserve love, and you deserve to be loved just as much as anybody else, Jaylen. That young man out there looks like he would give you the stars if you asked for them. Don’t let someone else’s choices stop you from being happy. If there’s one thing I can teach all of you is that life is too short for you not to experience it all. Love. Happiness. Sadness. You let yourself be loved by that man, Jaylen, and you love him back. It doesn’t have to be perfect. It just needs to work for the two of you. You tell him when you’re good and ready, but from my point of view, you’re more than ready, honey.”
Jaylen’s misty eyes meet your grandmother’s before she nods in agreement. She smiles at all of you, “Thank you. I didn’t mean to get all sappy during your wedding weekend.”
You wave her off, “Girl, you’re my sister. Plus, this is the exact weekend to be sappy. But I know Jesse, and I know that he won’t mess this up. We’re gonna have fun this weekend and go with the flow.”
Kiara nods, “Yeah, we’re gonna get so turnt, I might just slut Dennis out.”
“I might just let Daniel slut me out too,” Your grandmother states, taking another sip of her wine.
The three of you all start laughing in the kitchen, even though you know your grandmother is dead serious.
You and Jack go to pick up Robby, along with the rest of the Pitt crew, who’d taken off for the wedding. It was mostly just Dana, Santos, Samira, and Ellis. Shen had offered to hold down the fort while everyone else took off.
Robby whistles as you all pull back up to the house, “This is nice. Might have to look into investing in some property here.”
“I said the same thing, brother,” Jack responds.
“You know, if I’d known that my wife had a house like this. I would’ve stolen you from Jack sooner,” Dana quips from the back.
You laugh, “There’s still time for us to run away, Dana. Just say the words.” She sends you a wink in return. Jack chuckles before looking at Dana in the mirror, “Do we need to tussle it out before the wedding, Evans?”
“Trust me, Abbot, I’d have you on the ground before you could say ‘I do.”
The entire car lights up with laughter. Although you really don’t doubt Dana’s words. Jack had mentioned to you many times that Dana has had to rock somebody’s world in the ER. Arriving at the house, you help everyone with their luggage before ushering them to their respective rooms in the guest house. Tonight would be a chill dinner night before you all went out tomorrow for your bachelor/bachelorette party.
You and Jack had opted to combine your parties instead of having them separate. Unlike a lot of men, Jack didn’t feel the need to have a bachelor party with strippers; the only one that he wanted to have twerking in his face was you. He’d gladly drop a bag of money if you decided to go that route.
Later in the evening, everyone is dressed for dinner, and you all sit around the big tables that your parents had brought out for the weekend. Your parents had opted to get the dinner catered instead of cooking to make the night calmer for everyone. Throughout dinner, everyone chatted idly with each other. It was nice seeing you and Jack’s family and friends intermingle with each other.
Your father stands from his chair, and all eyes go to him. He smiles at everyone, “Hello everyone, my wife and I would like to thank you all for coming out this weekend to celebrate our daughter and Jack. We’re both delighted to have you here. To my baby girl, it’s been an honor watching you grow into such a strong and independent young woman. To Jack, thank you for loving my daughter and being the man that I’d always hoped that she’d end up with. I love you both. Cheers.”
Everyone raises their glasses in response and clinks glasses with one another.
By the end of the night, everyone goes back to their respective rooms. Princess trots behind Robby, and it’s apparent that she plans on spending the night in his room. You and Jack shower before lying in bed with each other. Your head is pressed against Jack’s chest, and you listen to the rhythmic beat of his heart.
You look up before connecting your lips with Jack’s. In response, he curls a hand around the back of your neck as your lips move against each other’s.
“I love you so much, Jack.”
“I love you too, Princess.”
The next morning, everyone crowds around the kitchen to get breakfast and coffee in their systems. Jack cuddles you to his side while he sips from his coffee cup. Princess trots down the stairs before standing in front of you and Jack. Jack reaches down to scoop her up and into his lap. She barks excitedly at you both.
“Somebody’s really excited. All of your men are in one house, pretty girl,” You said, to which Princess barks in response.
“She’s spoiled,” Jack mutters from beside you.
“And whose fault is that?”
He chuckles, “Definitely mine, but Robby, Jesse, and Dennis aren’t making it any better.”
Speaking of Jesse, he plops down in the other chair before pulling Jaylen to sit in his lap.
“Hey, you still down for that pilates class?” You ask Jesse and Jaylen. They both nod. Soon, Kiara joins you all in the living room, followed by Robby and Dennis.
“Are you coming with us to pilates?” You ask Kiara.
She grumbles into her cup, “I guess. I gotta keep this body looking right before the wedding. Give Dennis something to stare at.” She winks at Dennis, who laughs.
“I’ll come too,” Dennis announces, which stuns you. He’s never been much of a pilates person, but you quickly deduce that it must be for Kiara.
“Robby and I will stay here. Bond with your dad and uncles. I’m pretty sure your Uncle Mitchell has made me his permanent spades partner,” Jack said.
“Okay, well, I’ll see when we get back. I think they’re planning a little cookout before we all go out tonight.” Jack nods before pressing a few kisses to your lips.
You get up from the couch along with your sisters to go change. Not too much longer, all of you are out the door and down at the beach doing pilates. Dennis is standing next to you, wheezing at the exercises. You laugh, “Dennis, you could’ve said no.”
“No, I wanted to be here. I just didn’t realize how hard Pilates is.” He stares in front of him and swallows deeply at something in front of him…or rather someone. You glance in front of you, where Kiara is standing directly in front of Dennis. The man in question stares at your sister as if he could melt into the sand.
You lean over and drop your voice into a whisper, “You little dog. You came here to screw my sister with your eyes.”
Dennis gasps and stutters over his sentence before conceding when you give him a pointed stare. “Okay, fine, yes, I did come to admire her. But to be completely fair, I did come because you asked, and also, your sister is very beautiful.”
You smirk before leaning closer, “Dennis and Kiara sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I–“
Your little teasing session is abruptly cut off when Jesse spares a questioning glance in your direction. You angle your body towards his, “Dennis has a crush on Kiara.”
Jesse gasps but gives Dennis a thumbs-up regardless. You both look at Dennis, “you should ask her out this weekend. She likes you, too.”
Dennis lifts an eyebrow, “Are you sure? I know she teases me, but maybe it’s just her way of being polite.”
“Trust me, my sister likes you. She only bullies men that she’s interested in. Go for it.”
“And you’re okay with me asking her out?”
“Of course! You’re my best friend, Dennis. My sister deserves someone like you, and quite frankly, I think you’d both be good for each other. Plus, you’d be stuck with me for life if you guys get married,” you said, turning your body to the next position.
Dennis laughs softly, “We’re already stuck together for life.”
You nod, “Exactly, but this gives me extra insurance.”
You both smile at each other before his eyes flutter back over to Kiara. You watch as he appears to be in some kind of trance, and if this were a cartoon, there’d be hearts floating around his head by now.
Dang, you were good at this matchmaking thing. Now you needed to put Robby on somebody.
Arriving back at the house, you can smell that the grill is fired up. You walk to the back and spot Jack and Robby standing at the grill with your father, with white towels slung over their shoulders. You laugh silently because your father and uncles have definitely made them a part of the “unc crew” now.
Jack spots you standing in the doorway, and his greedy eyes travel down your frame. He presumably tells your father and Robby that he’ll be back and makes his way over to you.
“Hey, beautiful,” Jack states as he leans in to kiss you.
“Jack, I’m all sweaty,” You said, laughing as he continues pecking your lips.
“And still I can’t get enough of you.” He replies, pressing a kiss to your neck.
You smile before remembering that literally most of your family and Jack’s friends are present in the house. You grab Jack’s hand, and you both go upstairs to your room. Closing the door behind you, Jack twists your body to crowd you against the door. A low moan leaves your lips at the feel of Jack’s body pressed against yours. The older man kisses along your neck and licks a long stripe along the column of your neck.
“Even sweaty, you taste good, baby,” Jack groans against your neck.
You both still hadn’t had sex even after your little penance for him. It wasn’t that you both didn’t want to. You were very much desperate for each other, but your work schedules had been busy recently. Combined with the fact that you both were solidifying the last-minute details for the wedding. There just wasn’t much time to truly have each other the way that you both wanted.
However, this weekend, you were fully prepared to slut your man out. You had a special surprise in mind for him.
Jack moves his head back to connect his lips with yours again. His tongue slithers into the warmth of your mouth while his hands travel down. Jack pulls back to kiss down your chest until he stops at your sports bra, which is wet from your earlier activities. Jack presses his mouth over the place where he knows that your nipple will be. He mouths at the material until it’s wet with his spit.
You jump lightly at the sting of pleasure that shoots through your body at him biting down on your covered nipple.
“I wanna see you, sweetheart,” Jack whispers, his tongue tracing your now pebbled nipples.
Grabbing both sides of the sports bra, you lift the material over your head and drop it on the floor. Your nipples harden more in the cool air in the room.
Jack takes a step back, “Now take off your shorts, baby. Keep your eyes on me.”
Never one to not be a good girl for Jack, you hook your fingers into the sides of the shorts before sliding them down your legs. You step out of them and stand before Jack in only a pair of cotton panties. Your body is appraised by Jack’s intense stare. He traces his eyes over every inch of you like he hasn’t seen it all before.
As if reading your mind, he gives you a low chuckle, “I just wanna look at you, baby.” He moves closer and begins circling you like a predator. You can’t help the way that your thighs clench in anticipation of his next moves. You feel the heat radiating from his body first before he presses his body into yours. A hand comes to encircle itself around your neck and squeezes lightly. You feel dizzy already.
Jack moves his mouth close to your ear before moving a hand across your stomach, “You’re so perfect for me, sweetheart. My perfect wife. I’m gonna make you so happy, you know that, right?” He presses his hand deeper into your stomach, “I’m gonna fill you up with me, and I can’t wait to see how round you are. My baby will be having my baby.”
Jack’s hand closes tighter around your throat. You gasp in his hold as his fingers make their way to your wet folds. Jack runs a finger across your pearl, and you grind down to keep receiving the pleasure from him. On instinct, you part your thighs to give the man more access to you. Jack takes the opportunity to slide his fingers down to your entrance before sliding them in. You whimper at the feel of his thick digits stretching and exploring your warm and wet walls. The only thing on your mind is Jack. The only thing that you can think of is how good he’s making you feel. The way that the heel of his hand is pressing into your clit. The way that his fingers are thrusting away into you, and how he keeps hitting that one spot that makes your eyes roll back.
He’s consuming every part of you, and you’ll gladly let him.
“Jack..” You whimper at feeling the burning increasing in your stomach. In response, Jack increases the speed of his fingers, but he places more emphasis on that spot.
The wet squelching in the room increases as Jack pulls your body tighter to his. You’re practically trembling in his hold, but he doesn’t let you get away.
“That’s it. There’s my girl. You’re gonna soak my fingers,” Jack mutters against your head. From his point of view, he watches how helpless you look in this moment. The way that your chest heaves and arches in his hold. He has complete control over you.
He grinds his hand down on your clit one last time, and you explode against his fingers. At the same time, he tightens his grip around your neck, specifically around the pressure points that he knows will increase your high. Your mouth is open wide in a silent moan as you shake and drench his fingers in your juices. You don’t even realize that you’re squirting and making an absolute mess. Your juices slip between Jack’s fingers and drip onto the floor.
Jack releases your throat, and you gasp for breath of air. You turn your head to look at him in surprise. He just smirks and presses a kiss to your head, “Go take a shower. Cookout starts soon.”
He removes himself from you and licks his fingers clean before exiting the room.
You can only stand there staring after him in shock. Naked and wet between your thighs.
What a man.
After your shower, you make your way downstairs to the backyard, where everybody is. The cookout is in full swing, and it makes you smile to see everyone smiling and laughing. Kiara spots you first as you come out of the house, “Period, bride to be looking hella sexy. But why you look so frazzled?”
You give her a look, to which she starts laughing. “Dang, you and Jack can’t wait for anything. Honeymoon ain’t even here and y’all already slutting each other out.”
You shrug, “I can’t help that my man is sexy.”
“If you ask me, the whole Pitt crew is fine. It’s like they only hire baddies to work at the hospital. I mean, look at Dennis. Look at Robby. I’m feeling that whole pathetic doe-eyed beard thing he got going on,” Kiara said, taking a sip from her drink.
You both look over to Robby, who looks like he’s fitting right in with your family. Your Uncle Terry has him in a conversation, and it’s clear that they’re bonding. At one point, you and Kiara catch them both dapping each other up.
“Anyways, let’s go get you a drink. We gotta pregame before tonight,” Kiara said, pulling you over to the drink table.
You pour yourself a glass of wine before turning to look for Jack. You spot him across the yard with a few of your aunties, who are laughing hysterically like he’s hosting a comedy show. You cross the yard and place a hand on his shoulder. “My man got y’all over here laughing hard. Share with the class.”
Your aunt, Helena, takes a sip of her wine, “Your husband was just telling us about the beef that you and his neighbor had.”
You smack your lips, “I should’ve slapped that hoe.”
Jack wraps his arm around your waist, “No need to slap her baby. I think you got your message through very clearly.” He presses a kiss on your head.
Your aunt, Marian, glances at you and Jack, “So, when are we getting some new babies in the family to spoil?”
You and Jack both look at each other. You both knew that you wanted kids together, but you never put a timeline on when the babies would actually be made.
Jack chooses the moment to step in, “We haven’t set an exact date. We’re gonna enjoy being married first, and then we’ll give you the heads up for the babies.”
“Alright now, baby, don’t wait too long. We need some chunky babies around here to kiss on,” Marian said. She glances off to the side and calls out Kiara’s name.
“Auntie, don’t start asking me bout no babies!” Kiara yelled before running to your mom’s side.
Soon, the food is done, and everyone crowds around the tables to eat. There’s a wide spread of ribs, chicken, steak, coleslaw, potato salad, macaroni, and more across the table. You’re about to go and make yours and Jack’s plate when he stops you, “I got you, baby.”
Everyone oo’s and ahh’s while you smile widely. He comes back with your plates before setting them in front of you. He sets a small plate on the ground for Princess.
“Who made this potato salad?” Tre, your cousin, asks.
Everyone stops to look at him. He spoons another helping into his mouth before smirking, “I was just finna say they put their foot in it. I’m not that crazy, y’all.”
Snickers radiate from the table as your aunt, Sheila, points her fork at him, “ I was finna say. Cause I was putting this pedicure up yo ass!”
“Auntie!”
“My bad, y’all. That Whitney hitting,” Sheila said, taking another sip of her drink.
At the end of the table, your uncle, Mitchell, looks at his wife, Gloria. “Gloria, why did you put this salad on my plate! I don’t want this!”
“Mitchell, you better eat that salad before I kill you myself.”
“My bad, baby. You right.” He presses a quick kiss to her cheek.
“I love your family,” Ellis states from across the table.
The rest of the dinner continues with many jokes and laughs. Your mom makes it a point to let everybody know not to touch Jack’s banana pudding.
You all chat idly as the food digests.
Suddenly, “Candy” by Cameo starts playing, and everybody starts cheering. Your Uncle, Mitchell, lifts his cup up to everybody. You grab Jack’s hand as everybody crowds the impromptu dance floor. Everyone begins to do the electric slide in tandem.
Your cousin, Aaliyah, gives Robby an impressed look, “Okay, white boy, what you know about this?!”
Robby slaps the floor, “Sweetie, I’ve been doing the electric slide before you were even thought of!”
You and Jack make eye contact as everyone keeps dancing. Your uncle plays more classics like “Return of the Mack,” which Robby declares as his song.
You and Jack dance together as you both sing “Can We Talk” to each other. Kiara goes over to the aux, and you almost fall out when she starts playing, “FDO.”
Robby and Jack both give each other looks.
“This is dedicated to my brother-in-law and his ratchet friend.”
At the conclusion of the cookout, you all head back into the house to get ready to go out to the bar.
“You look so cutesy sissy,” Kiara squeals as you exit from the bathroom.
You had opted to wear a white two-piece with a small veil and a bridal sash.
“Oooo, I see y’all dressing up for y’all men,” you teased back, looking at both of your sisters.
Kiara turns sideways before looking back at you and Jaylen, “Can y’all see my panties?”
Jaylen squints, “No, you must be wearing a thong?”
“Nope, I’m not wearing any at all.”
Jaylen frowns, “You so nasty.”
“Jaylen, don’t start. You got that lil’ dress on so Jesse can have easy access.”
Jaylen chuckles, “You right.”
The three of you leave the room as everybody exits to enter the living room. Your parents, along with your aunties and uncles, are already sitting on the couches. Dana sits beside your auntie, sipping on a glass of red wine. She had opted to stay in.
Your grandmother and Daniel pass by. Your grandmother is dressed to the nines with her mink on. “Dang, Grandma, where you going?”
“My business ain’t yo business,” Your grandmother replies before waltzing out of the house with Daniel.
“Okay, my babies, y’all all stay safe. Make good choices,” your mom said, pressing kisses to each of your cheeks, including Jack, Jesse, and Dennis.
Everyone loads up in the cars as Jack, Robby, and Jesse all play designated drivers. Pulling up to the club, you can hear the music thumping from inside.
“You ready?” you ask Jack, pulling at your skirt.
Jack looks you up and down hungrily. “I’m tempted to have my way with you before we go in, but I’ll control myself for now.”
He grabs your hand before you can exit the truck, “But best believe, I’m putting you through the mattress tonight, sweetheart.”
“I’m counting on it, daddy.”
Inside the club, it’s your kind of turn up. Jack keeps a possessive arm wrapped around your waist as you all navigate to your section.
“You want a drink, baby?” Jack asks.
“Yes, please,” you respond. He nods before he and Robby venture to get everyone’s drink. Dennis and Jesse follow along to help out.
“This is my type of carrying on. I can feel myself ready to throw it back on somebody,” Kiara announced, much to everyone’s amusement.
Surprisingly, it doesn’t take Jack and Robby long to come back with drinks. They distribute the shots amongst everyone while you all throw them back.
You wince at the burn of the liquor, but you feel yourself starting to loosen up.
“Let’s dance,” You said before grabbing your sisters’ hands, along with Ellis, Santos, Aaliyah, and Samira.
Jack watches the entire time, jumping around and twerking without a care in the world.
“Big day’s tomorrow, brother,” Robby states, taking a sip from his glass.
“Yeah, it is. I can’t believe it’s finally here,” Jack replies softly. After a year of loving you, he was officially making you Mrs. Jack Abbot.
Robby claps a hand down on his shoulder, “I’m proud of you, man, you deserve this.”
“You’re right. I do deserve this.”
Soon, Jesse slides a few shots over, “Courtesy of the bartender. Little birdie told him you were getting married.” The men at the table throw the shots back with loud groans.
You slide back over to the table before grabbing Jack’s hands, “Come dance with me.”
Never one to tell you no, Jack follows you onto the dance floor. Jesse follows suit to go with Jaylen while Kiara drags Dennis out, but quite frankly, he’s right where he wants to be.
Samira looks around nervously as everyone pairs up to dance. Tre chuckles lowly, “Come on, Princess. I’d never leave a pretty girl to dance alone.”
He gives her once over before biting his lip and guiding her into the crowd. You don’t even have to worry about Ellis, who’s managed to pull two baddies that are grinding on her.
On the dance floor, you grind your body against Jack’s as he holds you close. His fingers skim over your bare skin as you undulate across the bulge growing in his pants.
You gesture for him to lean down, “You ready for your surprise?”
“What surprise?”
You open your purse and dangle a room key in his face. Not just any key–a hotel key.
“You got us a hotel room for tonight?”
“Mhm, that’s where you get to do all of those nasty things that you’ve been promising me,” you said, smirking as Jack’s eyes grow darker.
You grab his hand to start leading him to the door. You catch your sisters’ eyes and give them a wide smirk.
“Freaks,” Kiara mouths to you, as she keeps throwing it back on Dennis.
Robby stops Jack when you’re close to the door. He hands him a stack of ones, to which Jack gives him a look of confusion.
“It’s about $700. Consider it an early wedding gift,” Robby says, giving you a quick wink.
Outside the club, the cool air causes you to shiver. Jack pulls your body closer before ushering you inside his truck.
“Where are we heading, Princess?”
“The Oak Bluff Hotel. It’s about five minutes away,” you answer.
You guide Jack through the streets before he parks in front of the hotel. Stepping out, you both make your way past the front desk. The receptionist smiles at you, “Evening, Mr. and Mrs. Abbot. We hope you enjoy your stay.”
“We most definitely will,” You respond, pulling Jack along with you.
He can’t contain the goofy grin that overcomes his face at the fact that you’re referring to yourself as Mrs. Abbot. In his mind and according to the state of Philadelphia, you were already Mrs. Abbot, but it made Jack burst with excitement to know that you were carrying the name with so much pride.
“That last name sounds even better on you, Mrs. Abbot.”
“Why, thank you, Mr. Abbot.”
The elevator ride to the second floor is short, but the tension between you and Jack only continues to grow. You both stand on opposite sides of the elevator–staring each other down. Jack isn’t even bothering to hide how much he wants you.
The dinging of the elevator breaks your eye contact before the two of you step off. Jack follows closely behind you as you stop in front of room three. Unlocking the door, you step aside to let Jack enter first. He gazes at all of the roses spread across the room, along with the bottle of champagne sitting in ice. In the middle of the floor, a chair sits in the midst of it all.
Jack turns to look at you, “You did all of this?”
“Mhmm. I had a little help. I may have let it slip that we’re getting married tomorrow, and I wanted to do a little something special for you.”
You grab his hand and guide him to sit down in the chair. “You make yourself comfortable while I go change.”
He nods at you, anticipation tingling through his body.
You close the door behind you and take out the to-go bag that contains the lingerie that you’re going to be wearing for Jack. You take extra special attention to apply oils to your body to make yourself shine. You spritz a few sprays of perfume on your skin. You intentionally chose the kind that you know that Jack loves the most.
Jack’s gaze snaps to the bathroom as the door opens and you step out. He swallows roughly at the sight of you. You were standing in a matching deep red lingerie set, and to Jack, he’s never seen anyone more gorgeous. His eyes trail down your form, and he smirks at the sight of the matching leg garter that covers one of your thighs.
You give him a seductive smile, “Hello, sir, I heard from your groomsmen that you didn’t want any strippers, but they sent me to be of service to you instead.”
“I gotta say, honey. You’re the only one that I want stripping for me, tonight,” Jack responds.
You walk closer, “Is that right? Little birdie said that you’re getting married tomorrow? You think your missus will mind?”
You turn to reveal the thong in the back before bending over and wiggling your hips in Jack’s face. His eyes follow your backside in a trance, “No, sweetheart, I don’t think my wife will mind at all.”
You laugh softly before standing. You face Jack, “I think you owe me a little fee before we start. A girl’s gotta make her money somehow.”
Jack thinks back to the ones that Robby gave him and laughs before grabbing the stack. “You and Robby think you’re slick, huh?”
You nod, “Oh, for sure. But I think you want me to be the only one getting wet for you tonight.”
Jack grabs a few of the bills and slides them beneath the strip of your thong. You give him a wink before going to turn the music on. “Wicked Games” by the Weeknd begins radiating through the space. You saunter over to Jack before starting to roll your body. Your hands come up to grasp your breasts, and Jack craves to be the one to touch you.
You step closer to Jack and turn so that your ass is in his face again. You start twerking, and Jack honestly believes that he’s died and gone to Heaven. He can smell the sweet vanilla radiating from your body as you continue to move. You look back at him, “If you want to touch, you have to pay.”
Jack doesn’t even count money as he slides the bills on the other side of your thong. You sit down in his lap with your back to his chest. You lean forward and begin twerking in Jack’s lap. He’s entranced by the way that your backside looks, colliding with his thighs. You grab Jack’s hands in yours and move them to your breasts. Jack takes the opportunity to slide his hands under the bra and rolls your nipples between his fingers.
You continue moving your hips along his as you feel him hardening beneath you.
“Take it off,” Jack whispers against your ear.
You nod before leaning forward to unclip the bra. The red material slides to the floor as the air hits your body. “I wanna see you,” Jack mutters.
You stand and turn to face him.
“Don’t you want to take my little present off. Gives you practice for tomorrow,” You tell Jack, sticking your leg out. The garter sits pretty against your thick thigh. Jack gestures for you to put your leg up, and you slide it into his lap. His large hands come up to cup your thigh, and he begins pressing wet kisses there. He slides his tongue along your thigh while staring up at you.
Your breath hitches as you feel his teeth grasping at the garter. Jack continues sliding the material down your leg until it dangles at your foot. His dark eyes find yours, “That’s how you want me to take it off, baby? It’s gonna be so hard knowing that your pretty pussy will be a few inches from my face and I can’t bury myself there.”
He grasps your hips in his hands before pulling you onto his lap. You resume your grinding on his lap, whining your hips over his. Jack keeps his hands on your hips as he continues watching your body move. He reaches off to the side and grabs a handful of the ones to rain down over your body.
“Look at you, sweetheart. Dancing all pretty for Daddy. I bet you’d look even prettier in diamonds.” Jack states as he continues raining money down on you.
You lean forward before connecting your lips to Jack’s. You slide your tongue into his mouth as Jack groans softly. His hand travels up before gripping your curly hair. He pulls your head back, “How much to fuck you, sweetheart?”
You pretend to think it over, “For you, Daddy, it’s all free. Consider it an early wedding present.”
Jack chuckles before gripping your thighs and lifting you from the chair. He carries you over to the bed and drops you down before covering your body with his.
Jack steps back to slide his shirt over his head. Your eyes trail down his body, which you’ve seen a million times at this point, but you’d never get tired of seeing Jack. You move to kneel in front of him and start pressing kisses around his chest. When you get to his nipple, you gently nip Jack, and he lets out a deep moan. He stops you from continuing by wrapping a large hand around your throat. Your wide, seductive eyes meet his.
“You thought I forgot about your little penance, huh? You and Robby fucking in my face like two bitches in heat. It was hot, baby, it really was, but I think you and Robby both forgot that I’m the only one who could ever make your pussy sing,” Jack states, before pushing you back on the bed.
You gasp in surprise at him ripping both sides of the thong crudely. He balls the wet material up in his hand before moving it to your mouth. “Open. I think you’ll need this unless you want to get a noise complaint.”
You open your mouth and greedily accept the wet thong filled with your juices. Jack kneels before you on the bed, kissing down your stomach before ghosting his breath across your mound. You spread your legs for Jack’s sight. He groans at the sight of your wet folds, “There’s Daddy’s pretty girl.”
You moan loudly into the fabric at the feel of Jack’s tongue licking a stripe up your center. Jack gathers the spit in his mouth before letting it leak down onto you. He slurps the spit back up as it combines with your juices. Your eyes cross at the feel of Jack’s mouth on you. His nose bumps crudely into your clit as he laps at your entrance. Jack looks up at you as he suctions his lips around your pearl. At the same time, he presses two fingers inside you and curls them against your spot.
As expected, the tears begin peaking at your waterline. Jack pushes your thighs to your chest as he continues eating you out. Your hands grip tightly at his greying hair. You whine as Jack lifts his face from your center. He brings a hand up and slaps it across your clit. You flinch at the feeling of pleasure and pain. Jack smirks as he does it again. He increases the speed of his fingers as the wet sounds of your pussy radiate through the room.
“I know you’re close, Princess. Let go for me,” He brings his fingers down to rub at your clit. White, hot pleasure strikes through your body as your release hits. Jack continues moving his fingers and watches as the pleasure overtakes you. His favorite part of sex with you has always been seeing your pleasure-filled face.
Jack removes the thong from your mouth, which is soaked with your saliva by now.
“You look parched, baby. Let me get you a drink,” Jack said, crossing the room to grab the bottle of champagne. He pops the cork out and moves to stand in front of you.
“Open,” He orders, voice gruff.
You tilt your head and stick your tongue out in response. Jack pours the liquor out as it splashes into your mouth. He watches as it fills up your mouth, and some spills out and trails down your tits. You swallow the liquor as Jack takes a swig for himself. Instead of swallowing, he holds his mouth over yours. Gently, Jack spits the liquor into your mouth before connecting his lips with yours.
Soon, he plops his body down next to yours.
You move to help him with removing his prosthetic. Despite the pure filth that’s going on in the room, there’s a moment of tender softness as you help Jack. You even take a moment to go grab a warm towel to wipe him down before pressing a kiss to his leg.
Jack presses a kiss to your lips, “I love you so much, honey.”
“I love you too, Jackie.”
Your fingers go to his jeans, where you pop the button open before sliding the zipper down. Jack lifts his hips as you slide his jeans and underwear down his legs. His cock slaps against his stomach as the precum leaks from the tip. You’re about to go down on him when Jack stops you, “Baby, I’m close to blowing, and the only place I’m putting my cum is in you tonight.”
“Okay, daddy.”
You position your hips over his and point his tip at your entrance. You and Jack both watch as he splits you open as you slide down his length. You moan as he bottoms out inside you. Lifting your hips, you thrust back down against Jack. He groans at the feel of your warm wall enveloping him.
You get an idea before you start curving and winding your hips over Jack’s. A sharp groan leaves his mouth, “You’re spelling your name on me, baby?”
“Mhmm, you feel so good, Jack. So deep..”
The sounds of your hips slapping against his, along with how wet you are, fill the room. If anyone were to pass by now, they would no doubt know what was happening in the room.
You let out a yelp of surprise as Jack flips you onto your back. He pushes your knees and your chest before he starts thrusting inside you. You pout as the pleasure continues increasing in your stomach. Jack groans at the sight of your white cream coating his dick.
He places a hand around your throat again as his hips continue to slap against your thighs.
“Jack, I’m so close,” You whine as the tears trail down your temple. Moving a hand down, Jack’s thumb rubs quick circles across your clit. He continues squeezing your throat, and without fail, you explode against him. Your body withers in pleasure as Jack keeps thrusting away. You feel like you’re floating outside your body.
Feeling your walls close around him, Jack moans loudly as his own orgasm hits. He pumps you full of his warm release as he twitches inside you. A mini orgasm radiates through your body at the feel of his cum filling you up. You and Jack breathe deeply as you try to catch your breath.
Gently, he slides out of you as his cum starts trailing from you and onto the sheets.
Jack pulls you to his chest and presses a kiss to your forehead, “You never fail to surprise me, baby.”
“That move with the champagne was so hot. We gotta recreate that for the honeymoon,” You said.
“For sure.”
You both sit in silence for a few moments as you trail your fingers along Jack’s chest.
“We’re really doing it tomorrow,” You said, smiling up at Jack.
“Yeah, baby. We’re getting married tomorrow.”
A squeal leaves your lips as you pepper Jack’s face in kisses. He laughs in response but basks in your love and affection.
He gives you a soft look, “I can’t wait to see you coming down that aisle tomorrow.”
“I can’t wait to walk down to you.”
Tears fill Jack’s eyes as he thinks about it, “I love you. I’m gonna make you so happy for the rest of our lives.”
You press your lips against his, “You already make me happy, Jack. I love you too, baby.”
End.
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