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I really shouldn’t have been thinking about that right now. I should’ve been enjoying the moment, letting Jacob take complete control until it was over, letting Jacob turn me into even more of a complete mess?—

“I love fucking your mouth,” Jacob groaned above me, as he grabbed onto the back of my head, forcing me to take even more of his shaft. “It feels like your mouth was made for my cock.”

I wanted to nod in agreement, but all I could do was moan around the size of him, my tongue licking across his tip. Imoaned again when I felt my own cock throbbing between my legs, shamelessly straining up toward the sky.

Fuck.

I was going to physically combust if Jacob didn’t fuck me soon.

“Play with your cock,” Jacob instructed, looking down at me. “Play with your cock and think about how good it’s going to feel when I’m buried deep inside you, baby.”

I reached down for my aching shaft, grateful for the chance at physical relief. I started to stroke myself while Jacob continued, “But don’t come. Don’t you dare fucking come. I want to be buried deep in your ass when you do.”

I whimpered as I steadily stroked my cock, my mouth still full of Jacob’s shaft. I tried my best to think of anythingotherthan Jacob fucking me, since I knew that if my mind went there, I was going to explode all over my fingers. By the time I could feel Jacob’s cock throbbing between my lips, I was proud of myself for holding out so long, knowing that his come would be landing on my tongue soon enough.

But just before it felt like he was going to come, he pulled away from my mouth.

“You don’t want to…?” My words trailed off; my tone filled with confusion. “You just said I had the perfect mouth.”

“You do.” Jacob smirked. “But that’s not where I want to come right now. Wait one second, baby.”

Jacob moved away from me, walking over to the dresser before heading back. When he turned back around, I could see that he had a condom and lube in his grip, his eyes trained completely on me. When he made it back over to me, he handed me the lube before he nodded toward the floor.

“Turn around. Bend over as far as you can go,” Jacob started. “And get yourself ready for me.”

“Wait.” I was still confused by what he wanted right now. “You want me to?—”

“I want you to finger yourself. I want to watch,” he continued. “And then, I’m going to fuck you until you can barely take it anymore. Sound good?”

“Yes, sir.” I felt my cheeks turning red as I moved into position for him, lifting my ass in the air. A few seconds later, and I’d spread some lube across my fingers, already moving them toward my waiting hole. I cautiously slipped one finger inside of me, gingerly sliding it in and out of my tightness as I could feel Jacob’s gaze burning a hole right through me.

Just then, I felt his hands on either side of my ass, spreading my cheeks even further, like he wanted to get an even better view. I quietly whimpered, feeling way too exposed, even as I slid a second finger toward my entrance. I continued to finger myself for him, stretching my tight hole open, just as I felt Jacob’s fingers pressing even deeper into my skin.

Without saying a word, Jacob suddenly moved my fingers away from my hole, entirely, replacing them with the tip of his huge cock. He then slowly slid every inch of his shaft inside me, my body instinctively shivering with pleasure as he did. A few seconds later, and his fingers were grabbing onto my thighs, as I felt him changing position, his body sliding down toward the floor.

He didn’t stop moving until his knees were tucked underneath him, and I was seated on his lap, with his cock fully buried inside me. He wrapped one arm around my waist as he pressed his free hand against the nearby wall for good measure.

And then, he started moving. I gasped at the intensity of it, the way his cock drove even deeper inside of me, each of his thrusts coming fast and quick with no breaks between them. It felt like I was trapped between Jacob and the wall, in the very best way, being fucked so perfectly that I never wanted it to end.

“Jacob! Fuck! Jacob!” I couldn’t think of anything else to say, my mind so overloaded with pleasure.

“You keep screaming my name like that and everyone’s going to hear you, baby,” Jacob groaned. “Is that what you want? You want everyone to hear you being fucked like this?”

“I don’t care… I don’t care…” I groaned now, too. “I’m yours… I don’t care if anyone knows it… I’m all yours, Jacob…”

Just then, Jacob turned my head toward his, kissing me deep. I came for him, in that same moment, my cock spilling against my thigh and the wall. Jacob was right behind me, though, his own cock throbbing inside of my ass as his hips quietly stopped thrusting against me.

We stayed like that for a while, tongues exploring each other’s mouths, bodies pressed against each other.

And when we finally broke off the kiss, Jacob held me even tighter in his arms, like he never wanted to let me go.

“You’re mine,”Jacob said the words so softly that I almost missed them completely.

We were lying next to each other in bed, my head resting against his chest, his arm wrapped around me. We were still naked from earlier, but it didn’t seem to really matter, as if we’d gotten so comfortable with each other that being naked meant nothing and everything at the same time.

Like we’d seen it all a million times.

“What?” I turned to look up at him. “What’d you just say?”

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