jarren smut with a when did you get hot by sabrina carpenter vibe
oh i luhv this idea 😛
Since When?
pairing: jarren duran x fem!reader
summary: catching up with her old friends led her to a shocking realization. the short awkward boy from high school —who used to have a crush on her— is no longer short or awkward. he’s actually really hot.
warnings: SMUT (read at your own risk), masturbation? kind of, oral (f!receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v (smd), choking, overstimulation, porn with a cutie patootie plot, no use of y/n.
a/n: small break in the series bc my smau apps want to test my patience. anyways i love this song so much. never thought this man was ugly, but he def daddy now 😛
It had been a hot minute since she’d been back home. She loved California, obviously, but work kept her from going back as often as she liked. Fortunately, she had a week off to spend in her hometown. She decided to meet up with a couple of her friends from high school for dinner, Meg and Casey. They were possibly the cutest couple she had ever seen. They were recently engaged as well, so that was all the more reason to take them out to dinner.
What she didn’t expect, was the text she got from Meg a couple hours before,
Don’t hate us, but Casey invited another old friend
Why would I hate you guys? The more the merrier!
She sent the text as she was finishing tugging her skirt on. She walks over and grabs her black heels —the ones she always saved for nice dinners—and starts slipping into those. Her phone buzzes with another text from Meg.
Uh…well…it’s one of Casey’s old friends, I should say.
They’ve been out golfing all day and he just invited him without running it by me or you.
I still am not seeing the issue here 🧍♀️
She taps her finger on the side of her phone as she watches the typing bubbles dance in front of her.
It’s Jarren
She freezes. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Last she heard was that he got into some school in Long Beach for baseball then got drafted. Which, was a shock to her. She didn’t really keep up with baseball, so she never really thought about him. Well, until now.
Jarren?? As in Jarren Duran?? That awkward little short kid who was obsessed with me??
Yeah…like I said, please don’t hate us!!
Look, he’s changed. A LOT. And I’m sure he’s gotten over his little crush. Just, please don’t be mad.
She huffs, turning her phone off and shoving it in her purse.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me” She grabs her keys and starts heading towards her car.
The restaurant was pretty calm when she walked in. She looked around before her eyes settled on a back booth. Meg waved her down with a big smile. She immediately runs over to Meg and pulls her into a hug.
“Ugh! It’s so good to see you!” Meg says, giving her one more squeeze before pulling back. “Casey and Jarren should be here any minute.” She smiles through her annoyance and sits down. She was hoping to just have a nice dinner without disruption. But, of course, she can never win. She talked to Meg for a few more minutes before Meg’s gaze shifts.
She smiles and flags someone down again.
“They’re here!” She looks over her shoulder towards the entrance. She sees Casey walking over. Then, her gaze shifts. Her eyes almost shoot out of her head as she looks at the man walking next to Casey.
“Who is that?” She says. Meg laughs and looks at her as if it were a dumb question.
“Jarren.” Meg grins as she sees her friend’s flushed face.
“Since when?” Meg tries to hold back her laughter, but ends up letting a small giggle slip out.
“Told you…he’s changed a lot.” And boy did he. The man was now taller than Casey with a lot more muscle than she remembered. He was covered in tattoos and now had some hair on his face. She could tell that he had grown his hair out. He walked with a lot more confidence than she remembered. She immediately turned back to face Meg, doing her best to fix her flushed expression.
“Holy shit…” She mutters under her breath. Casey and Jarren finally make it to the table. Casey immediately greets his fiancee with a kiss and then turns to her.
“Well, look who it is” She finally fixes her face and stands up to offer a friendly hug.
“Hey, Case” Casey gives her a friendly pat on the back, before pulling away and sliding into the seat next to Meg. She turns and nearly runs into the wall of muscle behind her. His hands come up, hovering to make sure she didn’t fall. There goes her face flushing again. He grins, lowering his hands as he gets a good look at her.
“Hey, you” The feeling of tilting her head to look at him was new. But, she can’t lie, it felt good. How was this the same kid who would blush every time he was around her? Now, there was no sign of a blush. Just a grin that showed her he knew how good he looked. He also knew the effect he was having on her.
“Hey, yourself” She finally pulls herself together and offers a friendly smile. He gives her an appreciative once over before crossing his arms.
“Wow. I swear, you got even more stunning.” The words went straight to her core. She internally scolded herself. There was no way that Jarren was having this effect on her right now.
“And you…look different.” She lets out a flustered laugh. He just shrugs.
“Different good or different bad?” He teases. Meg clears her throat and both of them turn to look at her.
“Can you two finish this conversation sitting down?” Her friend awkwardly nods before taking her seat. Jarren slides right in next to her. He doesn’t even think twice before spreading his legs under the table and knocking knees with her. He just leans back and smirks. He knew good and damn well what he was doing.
The night begins and it’s going well for the most part. The only problem is Mr. Sex on legs who was sitting right beside her. Every time he would lean forward, his leg would bump hers under the table. Every time she spoke, his eyes were locked on her face. Every time he made a joke, he would look over at her to see if she was laughing. Meg was so wrong. His crush didn’t go away, he just finally grew up and learned how to make a woman’s thighs clench.
“So, how have you been, beautiful?” Jarren leans closer to her as he asks the question. Here she goes again squeezing her thighs. His voice somehow got hotter as well, making her think certain thoughts.
“Pretty good” She answers simply. “How’s baseball?” She asks, trying to keep a casual conversation.
“It’s good. Not my best season, but I’ll be better next season.” His bicep was now grazing her arm as they lean against the table. Holy shit his arms were huge now. So were his legs. It made her mind go to what else was big…
“I’m sure you did great. I remember how good you were at it.” She smiles, playfully bumping his shoulder with hers. A flash of his old self came back and she could see a faint blush paint his cheeks. Instead of getting quiet though, he leaned in a little closer.
“You should come watch me play sometime. I’m a lot better now than I was in high school” Thank God Meg and Casey were too wrapped up in each other. Because, the way her and Jarren looked, it looked like they were about ready to tear each other’s clothes off.
“I’d like that” He grins at her words.
“Yeah? You finally ready to give me a shot?” He teases. She laughs and rolls her eyes.
“No…it’s just me being a supportive friend.” She looks down at her water glass and traces the rim.
“Mhm…” He leans back a little and looks over her face. He leans back in again, his grin never faltering. “I’m a little different now, gorgeous. I’m sure I’d know how to handle you.” Her face flushes again and she can feel her panties soaking under her skirt. She turns and raises her eyebrows at him.
“Is that so? I don’t know about that…” She teases. Jarren could see it in the way her pupils were dilated. He knew she saw him differently now, and he was going to use the hell out of it. I mean, it’s not every day your old crush eye fucks you.
“How about you find out for yourself” That did it for her. Her confidence didn’t falter, but she knew she needed a second. She suddenly felt claustrophobic in the small booth. She gently taps his arm.
“I need to use the restroom” She motions for him to let her out. His arm flexes under her touch and he just stares at her for a second. He finally gets up and lets her out. Not before “accidentally” grazing her arm with his. She bolts to the bathroom and finds the farthest stall from the door. This was ridiculous, he barely said anything to her and she was clenching her thighs together.
She ends up hiking up her skirt and pulling her panties down to the middle of her thighs. She braces herself against the stall with one of her hands before reaching down to run a finger through her slit. She gasps when she feels how wet she was.
“Fuck” She groans. There was no way that Jarren Duran, of all people, got her this wet from doing so little. She can’t help it though. Her mind kept drifting back to his arms. How big they were, how the one felt against hers, how she would absolutely love if one of his biceps was wrapped around her throat from behind. “God damn it” She mumbles.
Her fingers find her clit before she could even think twice. She starts rubbing slow circles, biting down on her lip to control the noises she wanted to make. She let the thoughts come as they pleased. Thinking about how she wanted Jarren to absolutely ra-
“Are you in here?” Meg had called out her friend’s name from the other side of the stall door. She quickly yanked her fingers away from herself. She tugs her panties back up and pulls her skirt down.
“Yeah! Just…fixing a wardrobe malfunction!” She unlocks the stall door and opens it, finding Meg standing there with a concerned look.
“You okay? You look flushed. Are you sick?” Her hand immediately goes to her friend’s forehead. She’s quick to remove Meg’s hand.
“I’m fine. I just needed to fix my thong.” She lies. Meg laughs and shrugs.
“That’s real” They both laugh as they start walking out of the bathroom. They head back to the table where the boys were waiting. She tried her best to avoid Jarren’s gaze. Though, it’s hard to do that when he’s sitting right next to her. Jarren noticed immediately.
He always had a knack for reading her. Mainly because, that’s all he could ever do for years. It’s not like he ever had the courage to do much else. He knocks her shoulder with his when he slides back into the booth.
“Everything okay, pretty?” There goes her composure. Still, she schools her emotions and nods. She still doesn’t look at him, making him want to press even more. He leans in a little closer, nose brushing her ear. “Anything I can help with?” She had to bite back a moan. His voice was so sexy. And so was everything else, but his voice especially.
The way he would say things and flirt with her made her want to pounce on him. He knew how to flirt with a woman now. Which, would only get her in more trouble. Though, she did always like trouble. She also hadn’t gotten laid in a while. Maybe she should give him a shot…see what all he had learned over the years.
“Probably not.” She finally gains some confidence back and sips her water. She turns to him and smirks. “You know…since you’ve definitely grown out of your crush.” He lets out a laugh and leans back a bit. His eyes take over her and he shakes his head.
“Never said that.” He leans back in, voice dropping to a whisper. “It’s actually gotten worse. Especially seeing you in this skirt” She raises her eyebrows.
“Really?” She asks in a teasing tone. He bites his lip and nods.
“Oh yeah. It’s making me feel like a teenage boy again” He jokes. She laughs a little.
“Yeah…a horny teenage boy” It slips out before she can think and she just burst into laughter. “I’m sorry” He laughs a little and shakes his head.
“Don’t be. That was funny.” As she comes down from her fit of laughter, his hand cautiously slides on to her thigh under the table. He hovers for a second, waiting for her to push him away. When she doesn’t, he lets himself touch her, making his grip firm. “And you weren’t wrong” He whispers. He feels the tightening of her legs under his hand and just grins.
“Oh yeah?” She asks. She quickly looks over at Meg and Casey to make sure they were still talking (they were) and then turns back to Jarren. “Where’s that shy kid who couldn’t even form a sentence around me?” She picks, poking his shoulder teasingly. He just shrugs.
“He grew up. He realized that being shy didn’t get him the girl. So, he’s trying a different approach this time around.” Her teasing grin drops to a flustered smile. She tilts her head as she looks at him.
“You could get any girl you want now…and you still want me?” She lets out a soft laugh. He just shrugs.
“Why would I give up on my dream girl?” He says low. Despite all the teasing banter, and even his hand on her thigh, that was the hottest thing he had said all night. It wasn’t because he was cocky or flirty with it. It was because she could tell he genuinely meant it. Deep down, he was still the same kid who crushed on her. The same kid who she now realized…was always kind of cute.
“Did you um…” Her voice drops a bit “Did you want to get out of here?” She noticed how his pupils dilated. He gives her thigh a little squeeze and nods. He leans close to whisper in her ear.
“I’ll leave first” He pulls back and she nods. He pats her thigh one last time before pulling his hand away. He turns to Meg and Casey who were still mid conversation. “Alright, I’m out.”
“Really? I thought we could go find a bar or something” Casey says. Jarren just shrugs.
“Sorry man, you know how it is. Work out in the morning.” He nods to Meg. “Good to see you” He turns back to her. “I had a good time catching up with you, beautiful.” He gives her a little wink before standing up. He gives the table one final wave before walking towards the door. Everyone else just shrugs it off and continues their conversation.
After around ten minutes, she looks at her phone. She starts gathering her things.
“I should probably get going.” Meg’s eyebrows knit together.
“What? Really? You too? What happened to the reunion??” Meg asks her friend. She just laughs and walks around to wrap her arm around her neck.
“I’m here the whole week, babes. Just text me.” She presses joking kiss to Meg’s head and waves at Casey. “Love you two, talk to you guys later!” Then, she’s bolting for the door. She didn’t think to ask which car was Jarren’s. So, she spent the better half of her time in the parking lot walking around like an idiot. Then, a truck pulls up next to her.
Jarren had leaned over the center console to throw the door open for her. She doesn’t think twice before climbing in.
“So…where am I taking you?” He asks. “I mean…my place isn’t far, but I’ll take you wherever you want to go.” Some of the old Jarren had crept up the second she climbed into his truck. His ears were a little pink and he was fidgeting in his seat. She thought it was the cutest thing ever. She leaned over and pressed a kiss to his cheek before pulling back.
“Your place sounds perfect.” Jarren’s confidence came back hearing her words and his lips curve back into that mischievous smirk. He waste no time shifting the gears and booking it out of the parking lot. He definitely was breaking a few traffic laws, but he couldn’t care less. He had his old crush in his truck and was taking her back to his place. The man was excited, and he didn’t care how it looked.
They pull into his apartment building and get out of the truck. He takes her hand and guides her up the stairs. When they make it to his door, he has to play off the fact he almost dropped his keys. It’s not like he’s never brought a girl back to his place before. He’s just never brought this girl back. The girl that he literally compared every other girl to (hence why he was still single). When he pushes the door open, he lets her walk in first.
The tension from the restaurant was still there, but Jarren didn’t quite know what her intentions were. She walks around a little, just looking around. Some of his nerves creep back up and he shoves his hands in his pockets.
“Sorry, it’s a mess. I didn’t plan to have anyone over.” He laughs awkwardly. She turns to look at him and smiles. God, he was cute when he was all nervous. She felt like an absolute idiot for not seeing it sooner.
“It’s fine” She drops her purse and takes a few steps towards him. “So…what’s the plans?” He chokes up a little, stuttering as she got closer. He wondered where his confidence went. He had enough to get her here, but the closer she got, the more he felt like the same awkward kid.
“Uh…I didn’t really think that far ahead…” He laughs. She smiles at his nervousness. She finally closed the distance and rested her hands on his broad shoulders.
“You sure you didn’t?” She asks, almost as a whisper. His breath hitches and his eyes darken. He was holding back so much out of respect for her. He refused to fuck it up with her. However, the look she was giving him right now made all of that control snap.
“Fuck it” He says before grabbing her waist and pulling her flush against him. He crashes his lips to hers in a heated kiss and backs her into the nearest wall. She moans against his lips as her back hits the wall and her hands trail up to his curls. He bends a little, without breaking the kiss, to hoist her up by the backs of her thighs and wrap her legs around his waist. He pushes her farther up the wall as their tongues tangle.
His lips trail from her lips to her jaw, then, to her neck. He nips at the spot that made her gasp and tilt her head back. He pulls back to look her over. His expression could only be described as pure awe.
“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve dreamed about this” He laughs, she does too. She bites her lip as her thumb runs along his jawline.
“What else did you dream about?” She asks teasingly. He grins and turns to carry her towards his room.
“I could tell you…” He says before pushing the door open. He walks a few more steps before dropping her down onto the mattress. “But, I think I’d rather just show you” He says as he hovers over her. He doesn’t give her any time to respond before his lips are on hers again. His hips started pressing into hers, his erection prominent through his jeans.
She moans against his lips at the friction. Just like that, her panties were soaked again. He pulls back and tugs his shirt off, giving her the perfect view of his chest. She had to bite back the moan that wanted to come out. He was definitely built a little different now. Her hands come up to gently run over his chest. Jarren shivers a bit under her touch before trapping her hands and pinning them to the mattress.
“We’ll have time for that later” He gives her another searing kiss before pulling back and resting his forehead against hers. “I need to taste you” He kisses her again before trailing his lips down her body. He kisses over her top, stopping just at the hem of her shirt and above the waistband of her skirt. He looks up at her, as if asking for permission. When she nods, he waste no time yanking it down along with her panties.
Jarren stands back and just looks down at her. It looks like he was ready to devour her (he was). He slowly kneels down and grabs her legs, placing them on his shoulders. He slowly trails kisses up her thighs until he’s hovering near where she needed him most.
“So fuckin’ pretty” He murmurs before leaning forward and licking a long strip through her folds. She jolts a little at the contact before relaxing back into the bed. He grins against her before doing it again. He starts off slow, testing the waters and learning what makes her moan just a little louder. When he gets it down, he starts going all in. He began to eat her as if she were his last meal.
Her fingers grip his hair as she moans uncontrollably. She started squirming a little as he added more pressure to her clit. His left hand comes up to splay across her stomach and pin her down. She has no choice but to just lay there and take it now. When he adds his fingers, oh it was game over. He plunges two fingers into her pussy, curling them just right to hit that spot that made her scream. He grinned against her when he drew a particularly loud moan from her.
“Come on, baby. Cum on my face. Make a mess for me.” He spoke into her pussy. She was happy to oblige. Her fingers tugged at his hair as she arched off the bed, letting her orgasm take over. He didn’t let up, letting her ride out her high. When she finally came down, he pulled away. He pulled his fingers out, licking them clean as he looked down at her. “That’s my girl”
He helps get rid herself of her shirt and bra before shoving his jeans and boxers down. He kisses his way back up her body before lining himself up with her entrance. He pushes inside of her with a groan. His head drops to her shoulder as he bottoms out.
“Shit. So tight, baby” He kisses over her collar bone as he gives her time to adjust. When he feels enough time had passed, he starts thrusting slowly. “Perfect fuckin’ pussy. Fuck, I knew you’d feel good” He murmured into her collarbone. Soft moans fell from her lips as he fucked her slow. He wanted to take his time with her. He finally got to fuck his crush, do you really think he’d rush this?
“Fuck” She moans out, almost as a whisper. That was his cue to start thrusting a little harder. He begins hitting a little deeper with each hard thrust, drawing more and more sounds from her. He loved hearing the noises she made. It made him want to go all night with her…which, is exactly what he planned to do. He hiked her legs up higher on his waist as he drove even deeper into her.
“You like that, baby? That feel good?” He asks, watching her face contort in pleasure. She nods.
“Yes…” She manages out through her moans. He grins, loving how desperate she sounded. If it were anyone else, he wouldn’t have been so slow. He’d be chasing his own release and then calling it a night. However, with her, he loved the little whimper she let out right before she came the first time. He wanted to hear that sound all night. So what if he didn’t get to cum?
“You’re so pretty like this. Taking my dick like you were made for it.” He reaches down to rub slow circles on her clit, matching his thrust. For such a slow pace, he sure was making her feel so good. He was hitting spots she didn’t even realize she had, causing her to dig her nails into his arms. “You’re so close, baby. I can feel it. Come on, beautiful. Give me another one”
She only needed a few more of his thrust before she was tightening around him and letting another orgasm tare through. His thrusts don’t falter as she rides out her second orgasm. After she comes down from this one, he pulls out. She was about to ask if he came, but he had her flipped over before she could say anything. He lifted her hips, putting her ass in the air, and knelt behind her on the bed.
“You didn’t think I was done with you, did you?” He pushes inside of her again. This time, a little rougher. “We gotta make up for lost time, baby.“ He pulls almost all the way out before slamming back in, setting a punishing pace this time. She buries her face into the mattress as he plows into her. This was a world away from the gentle sex they just had. This time, he was harder, faster, and definitely rougher.
He didn’t like that he couldn’t hear her. That was the whole reason he wanted to keep going. He wraps his arm around her neck, pulling her back up to press against his chest. His bicep was around her throat, not squeezing, just holding her in place as he fucked her.
“Let me hear you, baby. Let me know how good I’m fucking you.” He says low into her ear. She was moaning uncontrollably now. She couldn’t form words as he fucked up into her. He reached around and started rubbing her sensitive clit again. “All that time that was wasted. All those years we could’ve spent doing this. Fuck, baby. Why’d you have to be such a stubborn little brat?”
His words only added to the building pleasure. She was close to another orgasm. By now, she wasn’t even sure she could come again. Of course, Jarren had proved her wrong, fucking her through her third of the night. He released her neck, letting her gently fall back to the mattress. He lets her catch her breath again, but that didn’t last for long. He pulled out again and flipped her back over on to her back.
“One more, baby. I know you can do it” She doesn’t really have time to protest. In a flash, one of her legs is over his shoulder and he’s plunging into her again. She cries out, feeling the overstimulation kicking in. Her pussy was so sensitive right now, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was making her cum again and again. He would stay balls deep in her all night if he could.
He starts fucking her in the same brutal pace that he just did. He doesn’t even need to touch her clit this time before she’s clamping down on him. He still does though.
“So good, baby. You feel so fuckin’ good.” He feels his own orgasm approaching, so he speeds up his movements a little. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum. Cum with me, baby. Come on.” She shakes her head.
“Fuck- I can’t” She cries out, he just adds more pressure to her clit.
“I know you can, sweet girl. Give me one more, baby. Then, I’ll cum inside you. You want that? Want me to fill you up? Make you mine?” His dirty words drive her to the edge.
“Shit- Yes! God- Fuck- Please!” She grips the sheets as her last orgasm approaches. When she does finally let go, she swears she saw stars. He fucks her through it, chasing his own release.
“That’s my girl. Fuck, gonna cum. Gonna fill this pussy. You’re fuckin’ mine now.” He only needs a few more thrusts before she feels him twitch inside her. He fills her up with a loud groan. He lets her leg fall off of his shoulder and drops his head to her chest. He trails kisses along her breast and collarbone as they come down from their high. She sighs, letting her fingers gently scratch the back of his head.
Jarren pulls back and smiles down at her. He leans forward and gives her a sweet kiss on her lips.
“So…” He says pulling away. “Do I get a chance now?” She just lets out a laugh.
“I’ll think about it…” She teases. He raises his eyebrows.
“Think about it?” She sees the look in his eyes and immediately regrets saying it (not really). He pulls out of her and flips her over again, giving her ass a firm smack.
“Guess I’ll just keep going until it’s a yes.”
Oh shit…she was in for it now.
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