*Author’s Note: This is the first part in my three part Jey Uso x Female Reader series. Happy reading!*

You and Jey had worked together for a few years now. You were his assistant–well, technically The Usos’ assistant as you handled tasks (like scheduling meetings, Uber rides, catering, etc.) for Jimmy, too, but Jey all the time seemed to need you more. And he needed you often.

While he kept you busy with admin tasks, he also gave you special assignments…yeah, those kinds. Yes, you were Jey’s assistant but you were also his lover. No one knew about it, not even Jimmy. It was just between you and him. It started almost immediately once you were hired. The way you and Jey would exchange heated glances, charged touches…you both knew it would end with giving into the urge to kiss and fall on top of each other. You were only two months in on the job and already fucking your boss. You felt like a cliché, but you couldn’t give a fuck because Jey was sexy and an incredible lover.

You never experienced anyone like him. He had this energy that was frantic yet gentle. Chaotic yet attentive. Rough yet passionate. Jey knew how to make you wet with just his coffee-colored eyes on you. He knew how to make you cum by listening to your body, your moans, and taking his time to coax orgasm after orgasm from you.

You didn’t think sex like this was even efficient but here comes Jey, sneaking you into the restroom during company meetings when you should be taking notes; pulling you into his locker room backstage at an event; or shoving you down onto the bed in his hotel suite to spread your legs and make you scream for him until you were begging him to stop.

You knew when he desired you and on those busy days when he couldn’t get to you fast enough, there was nothing you could say or do to make Jey stop when he wanted you out of your panties and wrapped around his long, thick, pretty, brown dick. You didn’t complain because it was exciting to be with a man like Jey. And you certainly didn’t complain when he unlocked the door of your hotel room after he stole your keycard from you earlier in the day, letting you know that you better be waiting for him on the bed when he got back from his company conferences.

It was past eight in the evening and Jey was late. He said he’d be here around six and he didn’t call or text to let you know he’d make you wait. You heard the hotel door click closed and his heavy footsteps on the tile as they neared the bedroom where you sat on the king-sized mattress. You were showered, moisturized, and smelled good under your silk, black robe–doused in the perfume he bought you a week ago when you said it was your favorite…and he said the scent made him want to pound in your pussy.

You were a little annoyed that he was late but you knew he was gonna make it up to you, and as he stormed into the bedroom, your pussy heated up between your legs to see him. He was fucking gorgeous, as all the time, tall and brown-skinned with tribal tattoos that accentuated his lean, but toned muscles. But his handsome face was twisted in a snarl, his gold bottom-teeth grillz peeking through between his thick lips. He looked pissed off and you were slightly alarmed but curious about what had frustrated him.

“What’s the matter witchu, baby?” you asked as he stomped towards you, kicking off his Nikes and pulling his fitted white t-shirt over his head, his taut chest, abs, and tattoos looking yummy on him. Jey didn’t answer as he yanked down his black joggers and boxer briefs, his dick springing free and nearing your face as he approached the edge of the bed where you sat. He put a big hand on the back of your head and made you make contact with his dick, already semi-hard and twitching as he held it to your lips.

“Suck me, Y/N,” Jey demanded, ignoring your question. His deep voice was gruff, irritated, but not at you, and shaking a little with desperation for your mouth. So you gave him what he wanted. You opened your mouth and let him slide his dick into it, feeling his warm, smooth skin on your tongue. He smelled good but he tasted a little like sweat, like he’d gotten hot during the day and you couldn’t care less. It made your pussy throb, regardless, just to have his dick in your mouth. You moaned on his dick as you lapped at it with your tongue, your mouth drooling for him and making it easy to get him wet enough to suck him in slowly and hear him moan back to you.

“Unhhh, fuck…you must of been fantasizin’ about this dick in yo’ mouth, huh? Gotdamn,” Jey groaned as you slurped and moaned on his dick, your drool sliding down his shaft to his balls and dripping to the floor. He was fully hard now as he pulsed in your mouth, loving the attention you gave his dick when all he had to say were three words. You tried to nod your head to his question but it was redundant–he knew you were feening for him because look at how he found you: obediently sitting on the bed as you waited for him to get here and fuck you up. And now you were sucking his dick on command.

Plus, the way his heavy hand held your head down on his dick made it difficult to do anything but keep sucking him the way he liked.

“You so pretty with my dick between them sexy lips…” You wondered he would cum with the way his breath got shallow as he spoke, the way his balls pulled up and got tight as you gently massaged them in your hand, the way his salty pre-cum spilled freely onto your tongue…but Jey continued to fuck your mouth, first letting you bob your head on his dick but then making you pick up the pace as he tangled his fingers in your hair and pushed your head to meet the quick thrust of his hips, making you take more of his long dick into your mouth. You were no deep-throat expert, and he knew this, but he seemed to be pushing you to try your best as his thick dick prodded the narrow opening of your throat. You gagged on him as he moaned and looked down at you sucking his dick with tears dotting your eyes.

“Shit, baby, don’t look at me like that…makes me wanna dig off in that pussy,” Jey said as you gagged on him again, staring up at him with confused but enamored eyes as you thought what triggered his sexy ass to come in here and make you choke on his dick like this. You moaned to him, anyway, knowing the vibrations from it would tingle on his dick, and you watched him bite his bottom lip before he moaned, too, and made a fist in your hair, pulling it tighter and making your scalp sting a little as he pushed his dick halfway into your throat. Your eyes widened at the sudden, slightly uncomfortable sensation of his dick wedged in your throat, but to see Jey gaze at you with those intense, beautiful eyes as you took it made you reach a hand down between your legs, sliding your robe apart and spreading your legs to play with your clit.

“Unh unh, baby. You ain’t touchin’ that pussy before me,” he said and yanked your head back and off his dick before he pushed you down onto the bed by your shoulder. You sucked in a greedy breath as you fell back, your legs dangling off the edge of the bed as you watched Jey reach for you with his long arms, his hands clamping on your waist to pull you closer to the edge, to him. He didn’t bother to take off your robe and rather pushed it apart, like you did, to reveal your bare pussy to him. Jey then grabbed your thighs and pushed them aside wider, sinking down to his knees and admiring your pussy already glistening for him for a few seconds. He didn’t put his thick fingers in it like he usually did to test the waters and warm you up for his tongue, and eventually his dick. He just licked his lips, stuck his tongue out, and pressed it right to your swollen clit, making you jerk on the bed and stutter a moan.

Your legs automatically tried to come together from the abrupt, powerful pleasure that came from his wet, warm tongue flattening on your clit and drawing wide circles on it, but Jey pried them back open and pinned them to the bed, splitting your pussy open for him with his tongue as he focused on your clit for another moment–just until you were trembling and lacing your fingers through his soft, wavy hair–before he dragged his tongue up and down the length of your pussy, licking up your wetness, tasting how turned on you were for him, and moaning on your pussy when it twitched on his tongue. Jey licked you even lower, his tongue slipping between your asscheeks to spit and lick on your asshole and make you moan even louder, especially when he slid a hand from your thigh to your pussy, his thumb rubbing at your clit.

You were close to cumming in his mouth, squirming and pulling his hair as Jey slowly licked you from your clit to your asshole over and over, teasing at your clit with his thumb between every stroke of his tongue. It felt so good and you were so damn close that even his warm breath on your pussy nearly sent you over. But then he pulled away and crawled on top of you, his weight almost crushing you as he threw your legs around his waist.

“Whoa, what the fuck? I was about to cum…” you cursed at him for not finishing what he started while he was down there. It was already unusual that he didn’t talk his shit while eating your pussy, telling you how good you taste, and now this. But Jey disregarded your question again, instead grabbing you by your throat, his big hand easily making you shut up as he gripped and looked at you with those gorgeous but formidable eyes.

“Okay, and? I need to get in this pussy right now…” Jey said and you felt him push his helmet-shaped dickhead into your wet pussy. Both of you moaned as the first two inches slid in without resistance as his dick was still soaked from your head and, while you were irritated, you were desperately ready for his dick to get in you, too. But he had a girthy dick that got wider around the shaft and the next five inches he had to grind into you slowly, making himself fit in your pussy and listening to you whine as he did.

“Hmph. Look at you. Bet you’ll cum if I do this, though, huh…?” he taunted you with a slick smirk on his lips as he began to fuck you how you liked. It made you want to smack it off his gorgeous face.

Jey squeezed his hand around your throat a little tighter, knowing you liked that shit, but it was almost too tight, making your moans labored as he made you look into his eyes as he gave you long strokes, his tip nudging up on your g-spot when he pulled out and his thick shaft nestling against it when he slid back in. He filled you up and tapped the back of your pussy as he did it, dipping his head down briefly to kiss on your neck, and you heard him take a big inhale of your scent before he hummed and winded his hips into you with more fervor. Yeah, you were gonna cum if he kept this up, but you didn’t appreciate his damn attitude because whatever had set him off wasn’t your fault. Yet it was becoming clear to you that he was gonna take his anger out on you and make you do what he wanted.

“Fuuuuck, baby…unhhh,” you moaned helplessly as Jey stretched you out with his thick dick, rubbing it on your g-spot until you felt warm, shivering waves begin to flood your pussy before they washed over all of you.

“Yeah, that’s what I fuckin’ thought,” Jey said as you fell to pieces beneath him, writhing and moaning as your pussy fluttered on his dick. “Cum, baby. Mmm, shit…cum on this dick so I can fuck you how I want…” he groaned to you, his deep voice a growl, his gold chain dangling all in your face.

He kept his hand on your throat and moved the other to grip your ass, pulling you up closer to his groin and making his dick hit deeper as you came on it. You were a moaning mess, your hands clutching at the bed sheets as you were afraid to touch him and hold him close as you came–something you usually did but from the way he glared down at you as you quivered made you think your touch would set him off more.

It wasn’t like Jey hadn’t fucked you good and rough before, making you curl up in a ball after he was done giving you orgasms that made you cry before he loved on you with kisses and cuddles…but tonight felt different. He held you by your throat like he wanted you speechless. He drove his dick into you like he wanted it to hurt you so good. He stared at you like you were gorgeous but also like you were just a way for him to stroke his own ego, alleviate his own stress. It was a little frightening and you hated how hard it made you cum.

As your orgasm subsided, Jey didn’t let you rest or ease you into how he actually wanted to fuck you. No, he started slamming his dick into you, one rapid thrust after the next that hit the end of your pussy in a way that made him moan and made you whimper as you were sensitive. He could usually detect that sensitivity in your voice, your moans cracking as he pumped in your pussy, and he’d back off a little to let you catch your breath. But not tonight.

That very same crack in your voice seemed to make his dick harder, make him thrust faster inside of you as he kept you pinned down to the bed by your throat and leaned up, tossing one of your thighs over his shoulder. It felt delicious but too delicious, teetering on pain, and just as you went to grab his wrist on your chest to subtly tell him to let up, Jey pulled out and flipped you over. Your feet hit the floor and his hand hit your ass, slapping it before he snatched up your robe into his fist to keep you in place as he shoved his dick back into you. Now the robe was choking you slightly as Jey smacked you on your ass again and gripped a handful of you as he pummeled your pussy that clenched with each stroke. Your moans quickly grew even louder but Jey clearly wanted more from you, releasing your robe and grabbing you by your hair again to pull your head back as you shouted from his dick digging in your pussy.

“Mmm, that’s right, Y/N…take this dick…just like that,” Jey groaned as he grasped your waist and made you throw it back at him. “This my pussy, right?” he asked, breathing a little heavy.

“Yesss, baby…” you cried but he still demanded more.

“You gon’ take it how I give it, ain’t that right?” Jey said.

“Yessss,” you yelled as he broke your back on his dick, making your eyelids flutter as he buried it in your stomach. Jey simply let out a dark chuckle at the sight of you and after a while he released your hair and let you hide your face in the sheets. The pleasure and pain he gave you made you want to run but you knew you couldn’t go anywhere with his strength holding you in place, his long dick driving into you, his thickness stroking on every sweet spot along your pussy walls that gripped on him. He knew he was making you go crazy, he could hear it, feel it as your body fidgeted in his hands, on his dick, but he was in the mood to fuck with you, make you pay for whatever went wrong before he burst into your hotel room.

“What? You can’t handle it, baby?” Jey teased as he watched you bite and drool on the sheets, your fists around them as you felt him relentlessly pound your pussy with his naked, warm, hard dick. “Answer me,” he commanded with another hard thrust that hurt a little, his dick was so damn big, making you let out a sharp moan and dig your toes into the carpet.

“Fuck you,” you moaned instead, knowing no matter what you said, he would reply with another hard thrust just to listen to you scream.

“Whatchu say?” Jey’s voice boomed in your ears before he leaned down and his heavy body pinned you to the bed again…the angle pushing him deeper into you. He slung an arm around your neck like he was about to put you in a sleeper hold–which was wholly unnecessary as you were already feeling worn down from his dick and would pass out as soon as he let you–and put his lips to your ear.

“Say that shit again, I dare you,” he warned, moving his dick in and out of you so that it dragged along your g-spot. Oh, so he was angry enough that he denied you an orgasm from his head, but also angry enough to teach you a lesson and make you cum on his dick again? You wanted to cry from how pissed you were with him being an asshole, from how good he felt burrowing his dick in your pussy, keeping the right pressure on your g-spot.

“Fuck you, Jey. God. Oooh, fuck…fuck you…” you dared and moaned pathetically. You heard him breathe another dark snicker. He wrenched you up by the neck, making you arch your back beneath him as he grinded his dick into you. That shit felt incredible and you started quivering on him, feeling your orgasm creep into your soul and make you moan as he licked and kissed your earlobe.

“You must not want me to make you cum again, then…” Jey said in your ear before you felt him begin to pull out.

“Wait! No, please, fuck me, Jey…fuck me, baby…” you begged as he lingered inside you with just his dickhead. It was delicious torture and he knew it.

“Yeah? You gonna act right?” Jey moaned and you could tell he didn’t mean to. He wanted to sound intimidating but the way your pussy throbbed on him–his tip right on your g-spot and teasing your orgasm to come closer and closer–took him down for a second.

“Yesss, I’m sorry, now pleaseee. Fuck me,” you moaned, deciding to be compliant as you knew if he thrust his dick inside you just one more time, one more inch, you’d cum. And Jey knew it, too, as he took his time sinking his dick deeper in you, holding you by the neck, which made it a bit difficult for you to breathe but you still moaned for him. He put his face in your hair, inhaling your scent and moaning back.

“You gonna cum all over this dick?” he breathed on your cheek.

“Yeah, unhhhh…I-I’m gonna cum…” His and your words sounded like an echo in your ears. You felt lightheaded, from his weight and dick knocking most of the wind out of you–and from your orgasm as it suddenly came crashing down on you, fast and pulsating. Your moans were barely moans at this point, but hoarse little yelps as Jey massaged your g-spot with his big dick and made you cum hard.

“Unhhh, gotdamn, Y/N…” Jey moaned with you before his dick twitched in your pussy. You were still cumming and you knew he was about to cum, too, from the way his body got tense on top of you. And a second later, he tore himself out of your contracting pussy that tried to suck him in deeper and make him cum inside, and instead he tugged at his dick with his hand as he came on your pussy lips. He finally released his chokehold on your neck and you gasped for air as you felt his thumb return to your clit to help you ride out the rest of your orgasm as you felt his warm, sticky ropes of cum spray on your pussy.

As angry as you were with him, nothing felt better than cumming with Jey. You moaned with him from your orgasm, from the feeling of his cum glazing your juicy folds that still pulsed as you came. He kept his thumb on your clit as you slowly started to come down from your climax, leaning over to kiss on your shoulders and neck. When Jey collapsed on the bed next to you, you glared at him.

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” you panted when you found your breath. You almost didn’t want to bother with what had upset him before he arrived as he seemed to have finally come to his senses, his arm slipping around you and pulling you to his hot, sweaty body to hold you. He felt so good on you, but you wouldn’t let him off the hook that easily.

“I know, I know. I shoulda put on a condom…but I was about to lose my mind. I needed to fuck you right then and there,” he panted back, his face close to yours which meant his lips were only inches away. He scooted an inch closer to you and pressed them to yours, making your body feel warm against his as he kissed you for the first time all day. His lips still tasted like you but you didn’t mind. You were too involved with how soft and plump they were, and you hated how slowly they moved on yours and made your pussy twitch. His kiss made you want to neglect your follow-up question, but you grabbed his bearded jaw with your hand and pulled back, both your lips making an audible smacking sound as they separated, staring him in the eyes.