3 Way Tie (Jake x f!Reader)
Summary: A bet between you and Jake to see who can kiss the hot girl at the end of the bar first may lead to something more than you expected.
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Male+Female+Female Threesome
A/N: Shout-out to my honey @gretavanhoney, mommy @capturethechaos , and my love @screechesincoherently for helping me write this and giving me the freedom to be a whore. No taglist on this cause it is not everyone’s cup of tea🖤
“No you cannot.” Jake arrogantly laughed at you before taking another lemon drop shot. Of course he didn’t grimace, another thing your best friend was better at than you. You roll your eyes at the fact that he didn’t wait for you to take the shot together. Quickly you down the shot trying your best to hide your reaction from Jake.
“I think I can.” You smiled triumphantly up at him, even though you have not succeeded yet.
“There is no way you can pick up a chick quicker than I can. I’m a rockstar.” The confidence that always dripped from Jake was one of the things you found most attractive about him, however, right now it was toeing the line of arrogance.
“And I am also a girl, so I know how we work.”
“Have you, um have you been with a girl before?” Jake choked a little on the beer he was sipping on, when you raised your eyebrows at him.
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“That’s why I am asking.” The two of you had a very flirty relationship, always coming close to crossing that line but never actually making the leap.
“I have…dabbled.” The drink your hand offered you reprieve from Jake’s prying stare.
“Please, please tell me more.” He moved so he stood in front of you, crouched down a little so you couldn’t ignore his gaze.
“Why? Does the thought of me lying under a girl, kissing her, my hands roaming her body turn you on Jacob?” Jake let out a low groan as he stood straight up, obviously intoxicated by the thought of girl on girl.
“You’re my best friend and all, but yes. Yes it does.” You know he didn’t mean to make it sting, but when he alluded to not thinking of you in a sexual way it hurt a little. Your mind was playing tricks on you, you have caught him many times eyeing your body and lingering on your lips as you spoke.
“Mhm.”
“What?” He asked with a goofy smile on his face, not picking up on your annoyance.
“Nothing. So are we doing this or what?”
“Sure, yeah.” Jake scoped the bar, looking for a girl that would suit both of your interests. At the end of the bar near the dance floor, a petite girl with long auburn hair that stopped down her mid back was swaying to pop music that both you and your best friend despised.
“Her” he pointed in the direction of her with the neck of his beer bottle. “First one to get a kiss wins.”
“A kiss? I thought it was just getting their number?” You panicked slightly, not so confident in your skills to take it that far.
“Since you have ‘dabbled’ in girls, this should be easy.” He made a dramatic effort to accentuate the air quotes by bringing them closer to your face.
“You don’t believe me?”
“Nope.” The way he popped the p on his word made his lips become shiny with the reminiscence of beer.
“Fine, you’re on.” Before he could even give you a response you were already making your way to the pretty girl and her group of friends. Statistically Jake could have an easier time with this, but the way the girl looked you up and down gave you hope. Her smirk when her eyes traveled your thighs and the extra swing to her hips invited you towards her.
When you were only an arms length away from the girl she pulled you into her, turning around to begin rubbing against you. When you looked over your shoulder at Jake, he was looking at you with his mouth agape. You wink at him as you place your hand on her thighs and sway with her.
“I’m Y/N!” You say into her ear to ensure she can hear you.
“Quinn!” She turned her head towards your own so you can now feel her breath against your lips. Maybe this would be an easy win, Jake would eat his words quicker than you thought he would. Both of you flicked between each other's eyes and lips, testing the waters of what is to come. Right as you dip your head to land your lips on Quinn’s your asshole best friend comes in to interrupt.
“Hey Y/N, want to introduce me to your gorgeous friend?” The death glare you gave him could ignite a fire on top of his gorgeous head of hair. Don’t look at him like that, look at him like the douchebag he was being.
“No I really don’t” Jake was standing there with three shots in his hand, a sure fire way to grab Quinn’s attention.
“Y/N, that’s rude.” He gave her his signature wide smile, that even had you going weak in the knees. “I’m Jake.”
“Quinn.” She went to shake his hand but he smoothly slid a bright red shot into her open palm. “Oh thank you.” Quinn smiled sweetly at him, showing off a cute dimple that sat to the right of her lips. She really was beautiful, and you knew Jake thought so too with the way he was looking at her.
“Y/N,” he shoved the shot in your direction without even turning to look at you. His overtly rude nature towards you pissed you off, fueling your desire to win more.
“Thanks Jakey,” you slip in between the two of the facing Quinn. Your ass was pressed into Jake’s brown leather belt causing him to let out a sharp hiss. He has never made that sound before when you were pressed against him, so you wiggle your hips to see if it truly was you that caused that reaction.
His large hand grasped your right hip to still you against him. The pressure of his squeeze didn’t go unnoticed as he leaned forward to rest his chin on your shoulder.
“Quinn?” She hummed looking from Jake to you, back to Jake. “Here is to new friends.” Jake raised his glass, and you two girls followed suit before throwing back the fruity shot that had too much vodka in it.
You masked your disgust, yet Quinn did not. She shuddered at the stinging liquid that coated her throat. “Ew Jake! That was the nastiest shot you could have picked.”
His weight was still being supported by your back, so you had to look over to see the faux offended look on his face. “That hurts!” Jake twisted you from side to side with him as he flirted with the girl before you.
“No, you two are going to do my favorite; Blow Job shots!” Both you and Jake’s smiles faltered at the thought of the creamy shot mixing in your stomach with all of the other acidic alcohol.
“I don’t do blow jobs, but Y/N does - don’t you Y/N.”
He stood up but still held onto your hip. Quinn excitedly bounced in front of you causing you and Jake to be mesmerized by the low cut neck of her top. “Please!” She whined.
It was obvious Quinn matched the stereotypical sorority girl - there was nothing wrong with it, just not who your friend group was usually surrounded by. “Um, fine.”
She whooped and cheered, so in return Jake whooped and cheered. His fist was in the air as he looked down at you, making fun of you with his eyes.
“Can’t wait to see you on your knees.” He chirped as you walked by him to follow Quinn to the bar.
“Shut up.” you elbowed him in his side and he doubled over with a slight groan. Many nights before you have fantasized about being on your knees for your best friend, you just weren’t expecting it to be like this.
Once the shots were poured and topped with whipped cream, Jake sat in a chair excitedly looking at you. Quinn went first; she placed the shot glass on the table next to Jake. Without using her hands she leaned over the table, keeping eye contact with him, as she licked whipped cream from the tall shot glass. You watched him watch her when she does it for a second time, sticking her tongue out to show off the white fluffy cream. His adam’s apple bobbed as he took a gulp when his lips tightly enclosed around the glass and she tipped it back. You were even impressed by the sheer skill it took to drink the thick liquor in one head toss.
“That was amazing Quinn,” Jake smiled at her, and she took this as an opportunity to sit on his lap. She was now smiling and waving you closer to the table to take your own shot. Jake looked at you wickedly, anticipating that you were going to be embarrassing yourself sooner than later. Not to be outdone, you ask Quinn to stand up. She happily obliges, already privy to what you were planning. You liked this girl and how free spirited she was, Quinn was a good choice.
“Wha- '' Jake started to ask when you placed the shot glass on the chair between his spread legs.
“She is doing a real blow job shot! That’s so hot!” Quinn cheered you on from the side.
“You said you wanted to see me on my knees Jakey.” You didn’t look away from him as you knelt before him, making your eyes more doll-like when you peered from underneath your eyelashes.
“Y/N-” He warned. You wanted to keep teasing him, see how much you could get away with before he put a stop to this game. With your nails you rake down his jean clad thighs putting enough pressure on it so he could actually feel the sensation. When your hands reach his knees you slowly lower your head towards the shot glass that is flush against his zipper. He wasn’t smiling like before, he was concentrating on your tongue that was licking the side of the shot glass that had whipped cream split on it. You knew what it looked like, you knew Jake was imagining you licking his cock base from tip - you were counting on that. The blush on his cheeks got worse when you reached the top of the glass and took it in your mouth. Your nose brushes against the fly of his jeans, and you swear you can feel him twitch underneath the touch. Your eyes remain locked on his and you take the shot, loving the feeling of the attention and the liquor. Blow job shots always tasted great, but the deliciousness of seeing Jake nervous underneath your touch was even better.
“Wow, you two make the hottest couple.” Quinn threw her arms around your neck once you stood up from the ground.
“We a-” you began, but Jake quickly cut you off.
“Thanks Quinn,” he sprung off the chair he was occupying and quickly was by your side. He possessively snaked his arm around your waist, confusing you on where he was going with this. “Would you two ladies like to dance?” Quinn answered with another tipsy holler as she grabbed you and Jake by the wrist and led you to the dance floor.
You were incorrect in expecting Quinn to be the one sandwiched between bodies - you had Quinn’s back pressed against your chest and Jake’s chest firmly against your back. One of his hands reached beyond you to grab onto her hip with the other looping his fingers into your belt loops. With that grip, Jake was able to control the rhythm in which your hips swayed against his. He pulled your hips into his further so there was more friction on his as you shook your ass to the music. You’ve been in this position with Jake before at your friend’s weddings and other drunken nights, but the addition of Quinn made it much more exciting. The feeling of her ass pressing into your hips made you begin to get lost in the moment. Closing your eyes you lean your head back on Jake’s shoulder. Still dancing you bring your arm around behind his neck making him somehow get even closer to you. His breath trickled down your jaw line as he blew out a cool stream of air at the sight of you bending Quinn over in front of you. The hemline of her dress was resting against your jeans, giving you and Jake a nice show.
Turning his head so he could whisper to you, he cooed; “you look so hot right now.”
You bit your lip as you smiled at him, more so to keep yourself from kissing him than to look cute. His lips were only a few centimeters away from each other and it seemed like you both were thinking the same thing. As soon as he moved a millimeter closer, you turned your head making him land a sloppy kiss to your cheek.
“I’m still going to win Kiszka.” You say knowing he will be able to hear because of his close proximity.
“Doubt it.” You could feel his lips forming the words against your cheek, noticing that he also is smiling at your rejection. “Hey Quinn!” You had to yell to get her attention as her head was closer to the floor than you. The sensation of her rubbing against you was only gone for a moment before she started rolling her hips against yours once she was facing you.
“Yeah?” She had one arm around Jake’s neck and one around your’s. Quinn used the stability of you both to continue dancing, effectively using you as a pole of sorts.
“Do you want to take a body shot?” She didn’t have to give you a verbal response, the enthusiastic widening of her eyes was enough.
Your group went back to the bar to take your third shot together. You ordered two body shots, making sure to put them on Jake’s tab, and disregard the bartender’s warning about mixing alcohols.
“Why only two?” Jake asked when you didn’t pass him a glass.
“You weren’t invited.” Quinn’s giggle added to the effect of your diss towards your best friend. He suspiciously squinted his eyes at you becoming privy to the idea that was playing in your own head.
“Lay down, Y/N!”
“What?” Quinn was pushing glasses together on the bar to make room for you to lay on the dark cedar wood. Now it was Jake’s turn to giggle, as he was already aware of how uncomfortable this would make you.
“Yes Y/N, please get up there.” The shit eating grin on his face didn’t falter when you rolled your eyes, rather got even bigger.
“Help her up there,” Quinn bossed Jake. He grabbed your hips and lifted you so you were sitting on the bar now. Quinn laid you back then rolled up the fabric of your shirt before pouring the tequila in your belly button. She decided to put the salt on your neck, making you excited in the anticipation of the feeling to come. “Bite this,” she demands when she hands you the wedge of lime. The sourness of the lime teased your taste buds as you held the rind. You could see Jake’s eyes trailing your body as you were splayed out in front of him. Goosebumps perked up on your skin from the cold liquid on your stomach and the attention of the bar patrons that were watching you now.
“Here we go!” You had to fight a laugh because of the ticklish sensation from her slurping the tequila from your navel. The butterfly kiss she left right above your waistband of your jeans left a pink outline from her lipstick. The sight of it was insanely sexy and you knew Jake liked the look as well from the way he moved closer to inspect it. Quinn’s wet tongue slowly slid up your neck collecting the salt that will cut the acid of the tequila. Your body instinctively reacts when her tongue reaches just below your ear - your back arches off the bar and you let out a stifled moan hoping that no one actually heard it. She smiles down at you then takes the lime from your mouth, her lips brush against yours but it wasn’t quite a kiss. You were disappointed that you hadn’t won the bet yet, however the loss of contact is what upset you more.
Quinn gave a high-five to Jake, who’s eyes were still locked on your body, after she successfully took the shot. Jake didn’t help you off the bar even despite you holding your hand out for him to take. Instead he grabbed the other shot from Quinn and pushed your shoulder so you were laying back down on the bar. You were taken back by his forceful action, confused at what he was doing but that was quickly cleared up when the clear liquid hit your stomach again. Jake decided to put the salt in the crook of your neck that meets your shoulder. He knew that this was the most sensitive spot on your body from sharing drunken secrets on his bedroom floor. It was so tender that the delicate touch of the pad of his fingers made you gasp. Jake gave you a cocky wink as he shoved the lime in your mouth, quieting any protests that you might have.
Quinn was cheering him on in the background as he took the shot from your belly button. Jake never needed a chaser for his tequila, so he took his time before sensually licking the crook of your neck. There was no holding in the moan this time, you let it out quietly in Jake’s ear.
He looked at you before taking the lime in his mouth, licking your bottom lip in the process.
You two stared at one another as he helped you off the bar, letting his hands linger on your waist for a moment too long.
“You guys really are the hottest couple I have met.” Quinn kept complimenting the two of you, yet every time her eyes were only on you.
“They say the secret is being friends first.” Jake laughed at what he said, leaving Quinn out of the joke.
“No seriously, so hot.” She inched closer to the two of you. Her voice was lower, making you pay attention to her pink painted lips. Once she was close enough, she pulled you and Jake in by the backs of your head. Her lips landed on both of yours at the same time, causing a tie. The three of you stood in the middle of the bar while Quinn passed pecks from lips to lips. You weren’t expecting her to push you towards Jake in an attempt to have you kiss him, but when she did Jake didn’t even hesitate.
He pulled you in by your belt loops, stopping to look at you before caressing the side of your face and pressing his lips to yours. It wasn’t like the kisses that Quinn was giving you. This was slower at first, however, once Jake’s tongue passed your lips it quickly turned heated.
“Do you guys want to get out of here?” Quinn asked as he rubbed your back.
“Definitely.” You said as Jake was already pulling you out of the club.
The door was barely opened when Jake’s lips returned to yours. He had you pushed up against the wall in the hallway, one hand under your shirt with the other wrapped around Quinn’s throat. She was panting at the sight of the two of you making out, reacting as if Jake was biting at her lip instead of yours. She was pinned just as you were, standing next to you she ran her hand down your arm and interlocked her fingers with yours. When Jake moved to suck gently on your neck, you turned to capture Quinn in a fiery kiss. Quinn slid her tongue past your lips, twisting it against yours. She tasted like sweet cherries, a stark difference from the taste of whiskey and tobacco that was Jake.
His teeth were nipping towards your shoulder, making the wetness in your panites spread further. Once he bit down on your favorite spot you moaned his name into Quinn’s mouth, something that she returned.
Jake’s large hand was over your bra kneading at your breast. It wasn’t long before Quinn began to pay attention to the other side of your chest, slipping her fingers past the lace and twisting your nipple in between two of her fingers. You were a moaning mess under the touch of two lovers rather than just one.
Jake released the grasps he had on you and Quinn so he could unbutton your tight jeans. He made easy work of them - lowering with them as he pulled them past your thighs. Jake was on his knees, looking up at you to ask your permission. Breaking your kiss from Quinn, you give him a small nod. In this position, with swollen lips, Jake has never looked sexier. His tousled hair and bruised neck was evidence of how hot this moment was.
Quinn moved your interlocked hands to the hem of her dress, pulling it up so it was resting on her waist. She let go of your hand to see what you were going to do, to her pleasure you dipped your finger into her silk underwear feeling that she was just as wet as you were from the ride over. The small whimper she let out encouraged you to try for more. Your index finger brushed against her clit, eliciting the sounds you wanted to hear so badly.
While you were doing this, Jake was sliding the lace past your knees. The cool air of his house coming in contact with your heat made you gasp, but the warmth of his tongue gliding through your folds caused more of a reaction. Your head hit the wall when the pleasure of Jake eating you out set in. You worked to match the tempo of his tight licks on your clit to the way your fingers moved against Quinn, hoping that the two of you would hit your first orgasm at the same time. You messily kissed her whenever Jake gave you a moment to think, biting at each other’s lips to add another source of pleasure.
Being insync with your best friend had never come in so handy - because at the exact moment you pushed a finger into Quinn, Jake plunged two into you. He continued to lap at your clit while he pumped his middle and ring finger in and out of you. Quinn rutted against the palm of your hand as you curled your index finger into her.
“Holy shit Jake.”
“Yeah, you surprised?” When he moved his head away from your body you could see your slick highlighting his chin. Moving your leg up around his shoulder, you use the back of your calf to push his face back into where you wanted him.
“Y/N, I’m gonna come,” Quinn was panting in your ear, taking your focus away from Jake momentarily. “Come with me, please.”
Jake humming against your clit told you that he agreed with Quinn, he was wanting you to finish on his tongue. The extra vibration from it was the catalyst that caused the tightly wound knot in your stomach to release. Your thighs began to shake under Jake’s grip making your knees wobble. Anchoring yourself on the wall, you grab onto Quinn knowing that she was close by the way she was clenching around your fingers. With one last ‘come here’ motion, Quinn yelled out your name.
Jake was groaning while he gave your cunt small kitten licks to help you through your orgasm. It was obvious that he loved looking up at you with another woman by the tightness of his acid wash jeans.
“Get up Jake,” Quinn took you by surprise with her demanding words. He followed her order, lifting your leg off of his shoulder and giving your inner thigh a tender kiss. You waited patiently to see where Quinn was going to take this, but as she dropped to her knees, pulling you with her, you knew what was going to happen. Jake’s wide eyes and dopey look told you that he was extremely excited for what was next. You let Quinn do the honors of stripping Jake from the waist down, you wanted to watch what his face did. He brought his bottom lip in between his teeth, biting down so hard you were shocked that there wasn’t blood. When Quinn pulled his black Calvin’s down, you inhaled when you saw the size of Jake. Of course, you have seen him many times in just his boxers and you know he has tried to hide many boners from you, but seeing him fully erect to the point where his dick went past his belly button.
“Fuck.” Your mouth watered in anticipation of taking him in your mouth and your exclamation made Jake pridefully scoff. Quinn and you were facing each other, sharing looks of excitement. The corner of Jake’s mouth twitched upwards when Quinn’s perfectly manicured hands wrapped around the base of his cock. While she pumped him, she leaned over to give you another messy kiss that was predominantly tongue. Jake’s respective hands were placed on the backs of your heads to lead you away from each other and onto his dick. Quinn licked up one side, while you mirrored her on the other. Meeting at his tip at the same time, you kiss her. Using the kiss to smoothly nudge her away from him, you take his full length into your mouth gagging slightly when he touches the back of your throat.
That sound made him react almost violently against you, running his fingers along your scalp, his blunt nails scraping harshly as he knotted his fingers into your hair. He held your head steady to fuck into the back of your throat, but his hip stuttered when a tear fell from your eye. Letting go of your hair, for only a moment, he carefully wipes away a black tear from the high point of your cheek. With your mouth full, you gaze up at him with a look of pure innocence evoking a carnal moan from Jake. “Fuckin shit Y/N, you’re such a good little slut.”
Once his hand returned to your hair, Jake used them as reigns to easily guide his cock down your throat. He picked up his pace, snapping his hips so that you gagged spit on to his length. The crude sounds of him entering your mouth must have been turning Quinn on because you could hear her pleasuring herself next to you.
You knew your cheeks were stained by makeup coated tears, yet Jake was looking down at you like you were the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. “You take my cock so well.”
His voice was deeper than you have ever heard it, making you want to sneak your fingers into your own wetness. You ghosted your hands up your thighs, too nervous to actually touch yourself where you needed. Quinn was watching you tease yourself, taking pity and coming to your aid. She sat on her heels behind you then brought her arm around your waist to finger you while Jake was using your mouth.
“You’re so beautiful Y/N,” Quinn whispered in your ear while you bounced on her fingers. “Isn’t she pretty Jake?”
“She’s my pretty little slut.” Your wetness gushed down Quinn’s hand at Jake’s degrading words.
“So wet for us Y/N. Jake want a taste?”
“Please.” His words were full of desperation, making him sound as needy as he was acting. Quinn stood to present her glistening fingers to Jake, which he quickly took in his mouth and moaned at the flavor.
“I think she has been good for us Jake, I think it’s time we fuck her.” Quinn rubbed up Jake’s chest before kissing him so she could get a taste of her own.
Watching his tongue slip into her mouth while he face fucked you ignited jealousy and lust all at once. Ripping his hands from your hair, you stood up quickly making them break up their kiss.
“So who is going to fuck me first?”
“I-” Jake stuttered.
“Oh I will!” Quinn grabbed your wrist and skipped off to the bedroom with you in tow. Leaving Jake rock hard, confused, and alone.
You turned over your shoulder giving him a wink, even though he was staring at your bare ass.
It didn’t take long for you and Quinn to be stripped completely, Jake hadn’t even made his way into his room by the time Quinn was hovering over you. She began to straddle your left thigh, inching her pussy to yours, just barely brushing against it. You could hear his footsteps against the hardwood, but your focus was now completely on her.
Wrapping your arms around her torso, pressing her hardened nipples against yours as she connected your centers, feeling her wetness blend with yours.
The chair in the corner scraped against the floor, bringing Quinn’s attention to Jake as he sat completely naked intently watching the two of you with his hand wrapped around his leaking cock.
“Do you want to join us?” Still grinding rubbing against you, she asked Jake the question completely unfazed by her current position.
He answered her, but his eyes were piercing yours, “No keep going, I wouldn’t want to interrupt.”
You pulled lightly at Quinn's long hair, causing her chin to rise to the ceiling. With more skin to your disposal, you trail a series of bites and licks up her neck, marking her up as you fuck Jake with your eyes.
Wanting to get a little revenge on Jake, you loudly moan when Quinn’s pussy glides against yours again. “God Quinn, no one has ever made me feel this good.”
Jake’s hand stopped working against himself. He raised his eyebrows, giving you a look of determination.
“Yeah, you like it when I fuck your pussy like this?”
“Oh god–” You whine, eyes rolling away from Jake.
“-Yes Quinn, don’t stop.” You gaze locked on Quinn as the words tumbled from between your lips.
“Wasn’t planning on it. Why don’t cum for me baby, show him who you belong to hm?”
“Fuck. I’m so cl-”
Right as you were on the edge of having your second orgasm of the night, Quinn disappeared from your body completely. Jake had lifted her from you and threw her onto the pillows by her headboard. Pulling your ankles, turning you over, so you were lying on your stomach so your face was directly in front of Quinn’s drenched pussy.
Jake hooked his arm underneath your hips pulling you away from her and bringing your ass in the air.
With a fist full of your hair he pulls you into his body, “You’re fucking mine.”
He released your hair with a little shove, causing your face to land right between Quinn’s thighs. Jake lands a harsh slap to the roundest part of your ass, definitely leaving a handprint on the soft skin.
The jealousy and tension between you both finally released when, without warning, he slammed into you, making your nose brush against Quinn’s clit.
Not giving you anytime to get used to his size, Jake began his ruthless pace on you, it brought you further between her legs. Sticking your tongue out you start fucking Quinn with your tongue, promoting your name to be whined out in ecstasy.
Testing the waters slightly, you moan out Quinn’s name, as you spread her thighs open further.
Jake slapped your ass again, this time even harder, leaving a welt that would soon turn purple. “Say it. Fucking say it.” He was speaking through his teeth, fingers digging into your hips.
“Jake, fuck Jake.”
“That’s fucking right, this pussy is mine.”
Quinn was even moaning at the sound of Jake’s dominating voice. You rub Quinn's clit with your thumb in an upward motion, her own hands teasing her tits.
Your cunt throbbed against Jake, allowing you to feel every vein that massaged your soft inner walls.
“Do that again,” Jake said once you purposefully squeezed yourself tight around him. You obliged, then felt him falter in his movements.
Quinn was close too, she began rolling her hips against your tongue, using you to fuck herself. Her nails dug into your forearms, and you knew you would be marked up from the both of them for the next couple of days.
“Yeah you like that?”
“Mhm” was the only thing you could say with your mouth being occupied.
“Be a good girl, finish on my cock.” Jake gave your clit a few light smacks, sending you over the edge.
You pulsate around Jake, coating his dick in your slick. He wasn’t far behind you, you could feel his release mixing with yours and leaking onto your thighs.
Quinn’s moans were muffled in your head, choosing to focus on the sound of Jake breathily chanting your name over and over, tickling your back with his words.
He hissed when he left you, instantly flipping over onto his back in an attempt to catch his breath. You were laid next to him, your skin sticking together from the sweat all over your bodies.
“Well that was fun.” Quinn was out of bed already, scanning the room for her clothes. “Y/N call me sometime.”
Still naked, she turned and left the room, leaving you alone with Jake for the first time since this all began.
“You will not be calling her”
