Read To Me
Jake Kiszka x Charlotte (Fem OC - For Death Or Glory)
Warnings: 18+ Smut (we know the drill-the sexy warnings go last if you want to avoid them) Fluff, romance, light teasing, Jake being cute as shit, domestic relationship vibes. Jake & Char After Dark: sex (p in v) oral (f receiving) dom/sub/switch, sexual language, edging/orgasm denial, save a horse ride a cowboy.
Word Count: 4k
Author's Note: When I tell you I have quite literally sat on this idea for a year, I wish I were joking. It came in as a request and I was obsessed with the idea but wanted to finish Jake & Char's story before writing it. I ended up in a bit of a little slump and apparently all I needed was these two to get me out of it.
the submission I got about it will be right here
“Thank you so much,” I let out quietly. There’s a possibility that I lied a little bit to Char, but it’s only for her benefit. She thinks I’m running errands for work—which I am, but I may have made a few pit stops.
The last of which is to grab her a drink on my way back home. Grateful that I can just mobile-order so I can get back to her quicker; it only took officially being in a relationship for a month to convince me that time with her is the most important while we aren’t living together. Now that it’s been over a year, I try to soak up every last second I can with her.
Pushing the door open as I holler, “Honey?”
“Hi,” she lets out as she emerges from the bedroom. “What is this?”
“For you,” I smiled, handing over the coffee I grabbed her.
“Where did you go?”
“Well, I had errands to run but I couldn’t help myself,” I laughed to myself before handing her the bag from the bookstore.
“Jacob,” She almost scolds me, peeking into the bag. “Stop, you did not.”
Watching her, smiling as I say, “Well, you kept picking them up and not buying them, so I figured you wanted to read them eventually.”
“Ugh, you’re too much,” she whispered, looking at me with a little grin on her lips. Moving closer, she leans into me.
“Funny way of saying thank you, but you’re welcome,” I mumble, listening to her giggle as I leave a little kiss on the side of her head.
She pulls out one of the books, “What’s this?”
“Oh,” I let out. My hand holding the back of my neck as I tell her, “I thought maybe.. we could read that one.”
“Oh really?” Her eyebrows raised as she flips the book around.
“Well it has dragons on the cover so I thought it would be interesting.” I can feel my face warming a little, even though she will absolutely be excited that I’m even remotely interested in a book she’s reading.
She giggles quietly, asking, “Baby, did you read the back at all?”
“No..”
“Oh, you sweet boy,” she laughs out, piling all the books into her arms. “We can read it together, yes.”
“Wait- why did you laugh?”
“No reason,” she lets out as she’s walking into my bedroom.
Staring at the empty hall, and hollering, “I don’t buy that.”
“You’ll understand, I promise,” her sweet voice rings back.
I follow her voice, laughing when I say, “Hun, you can just tell me!”
She comes out of my room before I can catch up, her hands landing on my chest, like they always do as she leans back into me.
“I think the surprise will be more fun,” she says, a soft giggle lacing it which makes me nervous.
Squinting my eyes at her, “You’re lucky I love you.” ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
“Are you sure you can multitask?” She teases.
“Hun, please,” I breathe out, turning to face her. “I think I can handle this.”
“Alriiight,” she giggles.
She sits on the counter next to me while I start dinner, reading out loud so I get to also know what’s happening. Her voice is so sultry even when she doesn’t mean for it to be. I’ve found comfort in it since we started spending more time together; I could listen to her all day.
“Well, they’re gonna fall in love, aren’t they?” I ask, smiling at her. We hadn’t made it very far into this book, but the female lead was already butting heads with this man.
She looks up from the page, laughing quietly, “I mean.. yes, but—“
I raise my eyebrows waiting for her to finish.
“It’s going to take a while.”
My eyebrows pull together, moving to stand in front of her for a second, “It’s obvious though?”
“Baby,” she coos, her hand holding the side of my face. “It’s a slow burn— they won’t just give in that quickly.”
Shaking my head, I moved back to the stove, and sighing out, “Couldn’t be me.”
“Not everyone falls in love in two days, Jacob,” she laughs.
“Hey,” I spit out, pointing the wooden spoon at her. “This isn’t about me, alright?” The grin plastered across her face as she giggles makes my heart swell. Anything to make her smile like that.
As she started to read again, I felt myself falling in love with her all over again–as I do so often. It quickly became one of our favorite things when she was with me, even for a night. We’d lay in bed together as she just quietly read aloud, though we would never make it far because she would start to drift off as she read. Tonight was different though.
Lying next to her as she read, I just watched her. The way her voice was so soft, soothing as she read the chapter. Something I’ve found difficult as this routine came about was not getting distracted by her.
Her green eyes flitted across the pages, occasionally giving me a little glance, which would make my stomach tighten. Even the smallest of looks from her were enough to make me sweat still, after all this time.
The way her lips moved as she spoke, leaving me daydreaming about the next chance I’ll get to kiss her, though I have unlimited access to her—I’ll never pass up an opportunity.
“Are you still in there?” Char asks, giggling as it comes out.
My eyes shoot onto hers, spitting out, “Yes.”
“I don’t believe you,” she laughs, gently tapping the tip of my nose.
Blinking slowly at her, the smirk on my face grew, I whispered, “You’re just so pretty, I’m sorry.”
“Do you want to stop for tonight?”
Sitting up quickly, not necessarily proud of the desperation in my voice when I tell her, “No, honey. I’m invested—I just let myself get distracted by you.”
Her hand reaches out, fingers grazing my jaw as she tugs my chin toward her. Pulling me in for a kiss, she whispers, “How about a little break then?”
Smiling as I lean into her, taking full advantage of the moment. The small sigh that comes out as her lips press into mine, you’d think I hadn’t kissed her in days. I still had days where I couldn’t believe that she was all mine, today might be one of them. She sweetly giggles into me before I pull back to leave little pecks all over her face.
“Will you do me a favor?” she asks, her little voice is so soft.
I sit back slightly to be able to look at her, “Of course.”
“Will you grab me some water?”
Leaning in, I leave a kiss against her forehead before mumbling, “Sure thing, honey.”
It was precious how much Jake enjoyed our reading time together, even if it meant that we weren’t talking about our week. I couldn’t ever tell if he was just really enjoying the story or if he was just happy that I was there. Either way, I would never complain. The look in his eyes when I’d glance over at him was enough to convince me to keep going.
Though, I was grateful that he chose the book he did, because the slow burn was strong and we hadn’t really encountered any smut–well, until tonight.
He had gotten up to grab a drink and I scanned through the next page, and realized what we were about to get into. My face was hot at the idea of having to read that to him. It was always bad enough reading it by myself, but the thought of him staring at me was making it a thousand times worse.
Slipping back into the room, gently closing the door before he comes back to me, I smirk at him for a second, breathing out, “Why don’t we just stop for the night?”
“Really?” his voice was quiet. “Hun, we’re in the middle of a chapter, no?”
Shit. Cracking open the book and pretending to check like I’m not fully aware. I let an uncomfortable laugh sneak out, “Oh, you’re right.”
“Just read this one and then we can stop?” he suggests sweetly, and I know he is just enjoying the routine of it.
I can feel my face flush as he looks at me, “Um, about this chapter..”
“What is it?” he asks, a smirk growing on his face as his hand reaches out for me. “What are you blushing for?”
My head tilts up, so I can avoid looking at him, “They um… have sex.”
“Are you suddenly shy?” He asks, a shit eating grin on his face.
My hands hold the sides of my face, trying to hide the flush in my face, “It’s just different reading it,”
“Oh, well in that case.”
I start to feel relief, “Thank—“
“Honey you’ve probably said worse to me,” He cuts me off quickly.
“I don’t think I can do it,”
He lets out confidently, “I will.”
“What?”
“Hand me the book,” he says as he’s grabbing it from me. “I’ll read it.”
Shit, shit, shit. I squeak out a small, “You don’t have to.”
“I feel like you don’t want me to,” he says, his eyebrow cocked up high.
“I mean..” I mumbled out. “I don’t know. Isn’t it weird?”
He giggles to himself, mumbling, “Char, I think we’re past things being weird.”
“If you want to then,” I cringe, hiding my face in my hands for a moment as he scans over the page. .
His voice already makes my heart race, I’ve never imagined us in this position before. Which is pretty innocent in comparison to most things.
“I kissed him back with equal intensity,” his voice doesn’t waver at all as he reads the rest of the paragraph. I watch him as he reads the page, and I can’t help myself from just staring at his mouth the entire time. Not that this was a new development in dating him, I noticed his lips right away when I met him and it’s only gotten worse with time. Listening to him describe a lengthy-heated kiss is making it hard for me to just sit here.
“I think that qualifies, darling,” he smirks as he says it, glancing over to me and all the air in my body leaves at the same moment. It’s so much worse than I thought.
Jacob knows no bounds when it comes to being sweet to me– it feels fake a lot of the time with how he is, but something about him using pet names I’m not used to hearing, except maybe when he’s had a few drinks. God, he’s so hot.
“So, you imagined what I’d look like naked?” he reads, giggling quietly to himself.
Tilting my head at him, “What’s funny about that?”
“I remember that struggle all too well,” he giggles out, looking over to me. “Glad I don’t have to imagine it anymore though.” Shooting me a quick wink before his eyes darted back over to the book and I’m relieved that he did, because there’s no way he wouldn’t have noticed the effect he had on me with that.
After a few more minutes, leaning my body into him, I let my head rest against his shoulder, still looking up at him as he kept reading. His arm snaked its way around me, leaving his hand on my leg until he needed to turn the page. Absentmindedly leaving little comforting scratches against me, I swear he had no idea that I was doing everything I could to stay in control while he kept going.
“Don’t stop. You feel so good,” he reads, and I probably could have bit through my lip. “Why would I ever stop? I’m not cruel nor foolish enough to walk away from a beautiful woman in a moment of intimacy.”
If there’s one thing about this man, it’s that he never slips up on being sweet. That includes during sex, he is always so soft and romantic about it. I’ve never been with someone who cares so much about making sure that I’m okay and feeling good. But the desperation in his voice as he reads this smut is driving me wild.
“She clamped her thighs around his head to control his breathing.”
My thighs tensed at the description, trying to focus on what he’s reading but finding it increasingly more difficult to not wish it were us doing this.
“After the first thrust, he settled into a rhythm,” he says, his voice never faltering. He read through the rest of the page and then glances down at me, mumbling, “If this is the kind of stuff you’ve been reading–”
I fight the laugh, even though my face has flushed, asking him, “What?”
Setting the book on the nightstand next to me, he grabs my jaw, pulling me into him. Our lips interlock, pressing a few sweet kisses into him until I feel his little smile against me. He pulls back just enough to be able to whisper, “I can do better than that.”
Giggling into him as he slides himself between my legs, littering kisses down my throat as he hums into me–his lips pull into a smile against me.
“Mmm,” I hum. “I know you can do better, baby.”
His voice lowers when he says, “Is that right, darling?”
“You can remind me if you want,” I whisper, biting the inside of my lip as he kisses under my jaw.
“You’d like that, hmmm?” His hum sends a little jolt through me, but I nod quickly at him so he’ll touch me sooner.
“Take care of you better than any of these men,” his voice is stern, demanding almost, cocking his eyebrow up when he asks, “Right?”
“Yes you do,” I whisper back, sliding my hands up his chest, toying with his necklace as he leans closer to me. His thigh presses into me, relieving the smallest amount of tension, which pulls a quiet moan out of me. Something about him makes it impossible to not fall apart at the simplest touches.
The sinister smirk on his lips and the look in his eyes, had me almost begging him for more. He tilts his head when he says, “Needy, are we?”
A nervous giggle comes out before I can stop myself; Jacob isn’t typically that dominant, at least not in the ways that books portray it.
“Thought so,” he lets out under his breath. Sliding the bottom of my shirt up, dragging his fingers across my panties when he whispers, “Mmm, dripping for me already.”
Tugging them down, and smoothly tossing them across the room. In a breath, he’s already pulled his sweats down just far enough. Watching his mouth open slightly as he drags his cock down slowly and pushing it back up, rubbing against my clit.
“Haven’t even fucked you yet and you’re already soaking my cock,” he tells me, keeping his voice low. I could feel the goosebumps flood my body; my nipples harden when he says, “Desperate little thing.”
His eyes meet mine through his eyebrows as he pushes himself into me. Feeling his hands wrap around my hips, he pulls me up with him as he kneels in front of me. Taking no time to pick up his pace, the sounds of his hips hitting mine pulling moans out of me almost instantly.
“Baby, oh my god,” slips out of me while I’m gripping the sheets tightly. Just the energy he’s exuding makes every little movement feel even better; he’s always hot, but holy shit.
He stares at me for a minute, sliding one of his hands up, bunching the hem of my shirt up as he pushes it up my body. The cooler air hitting my nipples only made them harder, watching him pull his bottom lip in with his teeth subtly. Letting his fingers trace over them, my hips buck at the feeling.
“Fuck,” he moans out. His hips stop as he bends down, wrapping his lips around one of them, while his hand plays with the other. My hips, on the other hand, are grinding against him mindlessly. Feeling him hit just the right places–literally like he was built just for me.
His little groans against my skin only made the feelings stronger, and I could tell he was getting lost. What if I just..
“Baby,” I whisper, and his eyes shoot up to mine. “Can you do something for me?”
He sits up, leaning close to my face, the little daze on his face is so sweet. He whispers back, “Of course–what is it?”
“Get on the floor,” I tell him, and his eyebrows pull together. “Like with your back against the bed.”
He doesn’t say anything, but quickly gets up and does what I ask of him, glancing up at me questioning, “Like this?”
I just hum back a quiet ‘mhm’ while moving off the bed. Standing in front of him, I bend down and kiss him hard, my hand gripping his jaw like it was my lifeline. As I pull back, his eyes stay shut for a moment, but as soon as they open, I tell him, “Now, don’t stop until I come. Can you do that?”
Stepping forward, with my legs on either side of him, his head tilts back just enough for me to prop my knee up on the bed as he's already leaving kisses on the insides of my thighs. He pulls me against him, and his tongue immediately goes to work on my clit. Fighting the urge to grind against his face, I let a few little ones slip out, making him groan into me.
He slips one of his fingers into me as he laps at me, and just the pressure from that makes me lose my breath.
“Mmm, my baby’s so good for me,” I moan. He hums at the praise, my sweet boy. His hand grabs my hip, pulling it gently, so I’d grind against him. Rolling my hips, the feeling gets more intense as he’s pulling me into him harder. Wanting to fight the orgasm but also missing the sounds coming out of him, something clicks in my head.
Letting the feeling take over and a few loud moans, I let out, “Baby, yes.” My body is still tingling, but I back up from him. His cheeks flushed, the light sheen on his lips making my stomach flip; the drunk look in his eyes.
“Lay down for me,” I tell him, patting the bed a few times. The way he moved quickly, I could tell he was desperate for some relief. I crawl over him as he gets comfortable, pressing a few kisses into his chest as I do. His eyes practically sparkling as he stares up at me, carefully I brush the hair away from his face, and leave my hand holding his cheek for a moment. I whisper, “Be good and listen to me, okay?”
Sitting up, my legs still straddled over his waist, I reached back and let my fingers graze him. The sharp little inhale from him makes me smile.
“Honey, please,” he lets out quietly. My hand wraps around him, but doesn’t move.
Swallowing carefully then whispering, “Mm, I love when you beg me.” Sliding my hand up, feeling his hips buck into my fist to get some relief. The soft groans that escape him have my heart skipping a beat.
“My desperate baby,” I coo at him. Scooting my body back far enough, that I line him up with me and slowly lower myself onto his cock. Watching the relief wash over his face as he bottoms out in me, fighting the urge to moan myself.
It feels mean with how slow I’m riding him, but the way he’s reacting, I almost wish I could move slower. The sweet sounds coming from him feel feral. His eyes fixed shut and his mouth slightly open, but his hands are holding my waist like he’s afraid to let go.
“Baby, look at me,” I tell him, and his eyes meet mine. He’s so obedient. “Don’t come until I say you can.”
His eyebrows pull together as he looks at me, letting out a whiny, “Char, I don’t know if I can do that.”
My hips roll against him as I lower myself to whisper in his ear, “If you’re good for me, I’ll let you come inside.” The shaky breath next to my ear makes me giggle, leaving a kiss on his cheek before I sit back up.
Grabbing his hands for support, I started bouncing on him a bit faster. Letting a few moans of my own slip out, I keep my eyes on him. Watching the way he keeps having to hold his eyes shut to focus; it’s cute how hard he’s trying.
“Not yet, baby,” comes out as more of a moan than I expected, and the groan I got in response was telling. Pushing his arms up, my body leans closer to him, feeling his cock hit the right spot inside me. My mouth falls open and my breathing gets heavy as I feel another orgasm approaching quickly. “So close. Little longer.”
He lets out a loud moan, his fingers digging into the backs of my hands. The way his jaw is clenching and his face is flushed, my cunt flutters around him. He’s so—I can’t last much longer.
Lowering myself next to his ear, my voice is desperate when I whisper, “I’m close, Jake. Fuck— fuck me, fuck me, please.”
His hands let go of mine, grabbing my hips tightly as he thrusts up into me—hard. My face tucks into his neck, breathing him in, as his hips are relentless.
“Let it go, baby,” I moan into the side of his throat. He’s practically yelling as he comes, his hips slowing down as he works through his orgasm. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
It’s only a minute before he’s shifted us onto our sides. Brushing the hair out of my face before kissing me, savoring the moment.
“You,” he giggles against me.
Batting my lashes at him a few times, I squeak out a small, “what?”
“You know exactly what,” he says through a smile. “I just wanna know where you hide her.”
I can’t fight the laugh when he says it, but I manage to pop my eyebrows at him a couple times when I tease him, “Oh you liked that?”
His head falls back for a second, and when he comes back, saying, “Let me clean you up.”
Always so quick to make sure I’m taken care of, he grabs a towel to clean up what he can. Which he does with a cute little smirk on his face, just staring at what he’s doing.
“What are you giggling about down there?”
He glances up as he drops the towel on the floor, moving back to be close to me. His raspy little voice finally says, “If that’s what reading sex scenes does to you, I’ll buy you every book you want.”
Barking out a laugh at how almost innocent his comment felt. Grabbing his jaw and pulling him into me, and before kissing him, whispering, “Only if you promise we can recreate it everytime..”
He smiles into the kiss, lingering in it for a moment and then mumbling, “I promise.”
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