heyyy , can you please write smut on j (the policeman) like x reader. Thankyou and love you 🎀🎀
NOTE: SMUT. MINORS DNI. BLOWJOB 🍆
J is a man of service, and that service extends to you as well ... fully and wholeheartedly.
But sometimes, even he deserves a good time, right? Not when he’s being dragged around by every inconvenience the city faces. Every time he’s called upon for duty…
So today, it’s your duty to let him relax and let yourself take the reins.
And who is J to complain when you look so pretty down there?
The room is sufficiently cool, yet somehow J still feels unbearably hot. His cock rests deep inside your mouth as you bob your head up and down along his length. Your eyes shimmer slightly… though nothing compares to the look on J’s face. His lips part soundlessly as his precum spills into your mouth, dribbling down your chin while you take him as deep as possible, his cock lodged in your throat while your tongue swirls around him.
His shirt is still on, though he’s unbuttoned all but the last two buttons to let some air in. You were making him feel too good, his breaths shaky as you kept sucking his cock. One of his hands remained tangled in your hair, a fistful clenched tightly whenever you tried to act mean and bite down on him. You nearly gagged once when he yanked your hair back, but the biting only worsened after that, his stomach churning at the mix of pain and pleasure flooding through his lower half.
Slowly, you pull your mouth off him to catch your breath. J almost yanks your face right back against his crotch. Instead, you slap his balls lightly for making you work overtime. If he wanted this to last longer, he needed to give you a break.
“How desperate,” you tease, wiping the precum from your lips before smearing it across his chest with your fingertip.
God, his chest looked sexy with the way he was panting. He really was a mess right now.
“I have work tomorrow,” he grunts.
The sensation of your mouth leaving his cock makes him feel unbearably pathetic.
“So be patient…” you murmur, your hand slowly stroking his balls.
His hips nearly buckle at the contact. He was so damn close to cumming, and here you were playing with him like he was some toy. He had married you with the intention of having a stable domestic life, for appearance’s sake, of course. But appearances were deceptive, because in reality, you were a menace in bed. Just a few weeks ago you had been riding him while he was on cloud nine, and now you were sucking his cock so well he could barely think straight.
“Here I go,” you whisper.
First, you kiss the leaking tip of his cock before giving a few slow pumps to his shaft, readying him. You can feel him throbbing against your fingers as J throws his head back in anticipation. And the moment you finally take him back into your mouth, a loud moan escapes his lips. His head falls back against the wall while his heels dig into the soft cashmere carpet beneath him.
You move up and down his length, your tongue swirling in every direction as you take him deeper into your throat. Heat and tension build rapidly until it all snaps at once. J groans as his cum spills into your mouth, his body trembling while you continue sucking him through it.
He braces himself against the wall, breathing rapidly as your mouth stays hot and warm around him. Your tongue laps up every drop he has to give, and he lets out a helpless whimper, his breathing turning even more uneven as you continue moving along his length.
Eventually, it’s J who pulls himself away from your mouth as overstimulation crashes over him. He can’t take it anymore. Cum still spills from the tip as you finally release him, looking up at him from where you kneel between his legs.
He hisses at the loss of contact while you only chuckle mockingly, wiping your face.
“Had a good time?” you ask, your filthy nightgown barely clinging to your body, his cum spread across your lips and dripping down your chin.
J definitely had a good time. He’s still panting from the experience, but another thought crosses his mind....
You should have a good time too.
So the moment his breathing steadies and your hand drifts back to fondle his balls again, he suddenly hoists you over his shoulder without warning and spanks your ass.
You let out a loud yelp of protest, though really, wasn’t it about time you took his cock somewhere other than your mouth?
“You’ve been far too focused on unraveling me,” J says.
He tosses you onto the bed, your chest sinking into the soft mattress while your ass remains raised in the air.
Oh! So this was his idea.
Excitement rushes through you at the thought of the night continuing even longer.
J climbs onto the bed behind you, pushing your hips higher with firm hands around your waist as he takes in the sight of your ass and the damp patch spreading across your panties.
J was going to make sure you had a good time too. And your ass looked more than ready to take him.
