"Jason." I whispered through the phone, spreading out across the couch. I felt heat spreading around my body.
"What?" His voice was rough and groggy, I wasn't surprised since it was two in the morning. "Who is this?"
"It's [Y/N]." My lip became prisoner to my teeth as I chewed it.
I heard him sigh deeply making my cheeks flush with almost embarrassment at what I was doing. I awaited for him to say something but he didn't for quite some time.
"And? Are you aware it's two in the morning?" I heard shuffling around on his end. I could imagine him barely able to keep his eyes open while he lay naked in bed.
"I, uh, I just wanted to ask you for something."
There was a pause. I'm more than certain Jason was confused at this point considering the only time we'd properly interacted was when he became involved in a threesome with Justin and I.
He sighed. "What's this about, [Y/N]?"
I felt my nerves kicking in as I tried to form words. How should I exactly put the fact that my boyfriend wasn't satisfying me, and I wanted his permission to come over so he could pleasure me?
"I'm h-horny–I mean, that wasn't me asking you for something, uh-"
"Wait, what?" He asked, probably moving to sit up as I heard the rustling of bedsheets.
"I meant that I-I was, I'm feeling certain urges," I spoke slowly. "that I was wondering if you w-would be able to help me with.." I ran a shaking hand through my hair.
"Let me get this straight. Are you calling me at this ungodly hour to ask me if I'd be interested in fucking your horniness away?" I'm sure there was a smirk resting on his face. "I'm shocked, [Y/N]."
"Don't act like you know me." I rolled my eyes.
"That's not the way to speak to a man you've selfishly woken up so early just so you can get some dick." He stated plainly.
I let out an exasperated sigh. "Jason, don't make this hard. Is it a yes or a no?"
It was his turn to sigh, it followed silence. I shuffled around so I was sitting on the couch.
"What about your precious boyfriend? Why not wake him up with a sloppy blowjob?" Easily, I could tell he enjoyed taking hits at Justin whenever he had the chance.
"Because I'd rather get bent over and fucked with your cock," I grinned while stil making sure to keep my voice low. "I want you inside me." I whispered.
"Oh, how I'd love to come over there and fuck your pussy while your boyfriend is asleep in the next room." He said, groaning.
"Is that your way of saying 'come over'?" I asked hopefully, feeling my skin yearning to be touched.
I heard him grunt; it was followed by silence once more.
"No," He said. "It's my way of saying 'get the fuck over here now.'" He put the phone down and I was on my feet and silently leaving the house before I could even comprehend.
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"I can't believe you keep coming back for more." Jason's deep voice rang through my ear as he held my hips in place, his length pushing in and out of me slowly. "How do you think your precious boyfriend would feel if he found out how bad his dick game is?"
"It's not bad" I rolled my eyes, my back arching as I spoke. My fingers dug into the softness of the sheets.
"You just prefer my cock inside you're pussy more than his." I could tell he had a grin on his face. His large hand dropped to my shoulder and he pulled me up so my back rested against his chest. "Is he small?" Jason whispered tauntingly into my ear.
