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You sit down in your bed with your phone in hand, groaning right after taking a shower to get ready for school. Jake mised two days of school. When you texted him, he said he was sick. You sigh softly, missing him and wondering if you should text him again today, just to see if he's going to school today but you don't wanna sound extremely intense. Your phone vibrates as you have an internal fight with yourself. You're heart skips a beat when you see it's a message from Jake.

6:30 a.m [Voice Note] Mr. Sim: Hey, gorgeous, sorry I didn't text you all weekend, heh, I've been really sick.

6:30 a.m [Text] You: It's okay :3

6:30 a.m [Text] You: You coming today?

6:31 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Miss me?

6:33 a.m [Text] You: Yeah

You drop your phone right after saying that to him and avoid looking at it even when he replies. You start getting your clothes put to get dressed for today. Jake was coming back today, you knew you didn't have to do it, but something in you makes you want to look so pretty for him and only him that you get the cutest skirt and top out. You sigh imagining how it'll be to see him again today, to stare at him while he teaches, to wait at the end of the class to sit on his lap.

You bite your lip looking at your drawer and your body shakes. You open it and look at the little lacy set you got a week go. You stare down at it. It was a pair of white lacy panties with bows and a quite see-through bra. You got ir because the second you saw it at the online store you thought of Jake. What would it be like if he saw you in it. Would he praise you? Would he say you're a mess? You haven't worn it yet, because you're a little embarrassed. But today, something just pushes you to do it.

You look at yourself in the mirror, the bra hugs your tits so well that you're sure Jake will notice the difference. You bit your lower lip and start getting dressed, only thinking about him, about his reaction, about what he'll say. And it drives you crazy, it makes you shiver in anticipation. You give yourself a last look into the mirror and grab your stuff to live knowing you'll be wet all day thinking of last period.

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You lay your head on the desk, covering a little and closing your eyes. Math class, finally. But it wasn't expected. Jake was acting weird, he wasn't looking at you, or coming to you, or smiling at you. Nothing, he was just there, acting all profesional. Insecurity eventually hits mid-class when you notice he isn't giving you any of the usual attention and you can't stand it. You bite your lip, trying not to think about it, but it's inevitable when the man you're so obsessed with, the man you so missed, the man you've given so much trust isn't acting like the usual.

Suddenly you feel someone caressing your hair. It's short, so short that no one could have noticed. But you know it happened, because Jake is there, smirking. You look at him as he walks away, the feeling of his fingers caressing the top of your head still there even though you didn't even have time to process it. He doesn't look at you after that, but you can see that smirk on his face, like he knows what he did. Is he doing this on purpose?

You don't lower your head anymore after that. You look at him, stare, get lost in the way he explains everything and fantasize a little more about what he'd say if he saw what you're wearing under your clothes. You bite your lip at the thought and straighten your body, fixing your top, somehow showing a little more of skin. If he was playing that little game of zero attention then you'd play with him.

Jake's heart drops when he glances at you for a second. He was planning on teasing you but the second he saw you, he almost forgets what he was saying. He tries to play it cool, praying he doesn't get worked up but his eyes slide down again, and again, and again.

At the end of the period, when everyone is leaving, you go to his desk, worksheets in hand, pretending you have a question. To others, you're annoying, because you always have questions. It isn't suspicious though, you always have questions for all of your teachers in every class, part of the reason you get good grades. But not with Jake, you didn't have questions for him.

"Go to my office" He whispers as he organizes his desk. It's not the first time you end up in his office after school with the excuse of tutoring so you nod and walk away.

Jake is a very organized man, you can tell from how clean his office always looks. You leave your backpack on the floor right when he opens the door and closes it behind him. He smiles when he sees you beside the desk and quickly moves in your direction. Jake acts fast, doesn't let you talk, his hand wrapping around your waist and making you sit on his lap. You gasp, surprised as he nuzzles your neck.

"God, I fucking missed you" He whispers huskily. "You're driving me crazy"

You shiver a little and can't help but smirk at his sudden needy behavior. Something about it making you happy. Happy that you're not the only needy one.

"Are you feeling better?" You ask and hear him chuckle while burying his face in your chest like that's what he's been dying to do since you pulled your top down in class.

"Now I am" He responds "You smell so good today, did you get a new perfume? God, it smells devine"

You blush. So he noticed the new perfume. You bite your lip, hands moving up to caress his hair.

"And you look so pretty" His nose teases your neck, making you lean more against him. "That skirt is new"

Oh so he was paying attention to you. Your heart starts beating faster at all his compliments and the way he's nuzzling into you while his hand slides between your thighs. Something in the way he notices everything about you makes your heart flutter.

"You got all pretty for me, mmh?" He asks softly placing a kiss on your neck. "I love it, baby" he murmurs against your skin and then chuckles. "I saw what you did"

"What?" You ask faking innocence but Jake moves his hand up and his finger tuggs on your top between your breasts.

"I'm trying to be a responsible teacher, you know?" He says and chuckles.

"You were just being annoying all class" You say and gasp, shocked that you even said that to him. "I mean—"

"Annoying" He repeats with a smirk and chuckles. "Damn... I don't look at you for two seconds and you hate me?"

"That was 45 minutes"

"30" Jake corrects, his finger brushing your skin up your neck. "You pulled the top down 30 minutes into the class"

You just look at him frowning, shocked that he even knows that and Jake chuckles, his finger now caressing your cheek.

"You want my attention that bad?" He asks and leans to whisper in your ear. "So bad that you even decided to wear cute underwear?"

Your heart goes crazy when he mentions it. You look down, and part of the lacy bra is sticking out. Jake grabs your chin in his fingers and makes you look at him.

"You're so dirty" He says softly and presses a kiss on the corner of your lips, then your lips. You shiver slightly and press your lips against his. "And eager" He says against them. He deepens the kiss, tugging on your lower lip, making you gasp just so he can shove his tongue in. Jake's kisses weren't like any other kiss you've had. For sure, you've had good kisses, even makeout sessions, but never as good as Jake's. It was like his lips were made to kiss and his tongue was made to suck on it. Kisses with Jake always get ao messy. He gropes you, pulls you flesh close to his own body, his tongue explores every corner of your mouth. It gets dirty, sloppy, and noisy in a disgusting yet delicious way. Jake pulls back looking down at your tits. "Fuck, I wanna see it" He whispers, his hands roaming over your body.

"Can I?" He asks pulling back, smirking at your deep blush when you nod. His fingers tug on your top pulling it over your head. The lacy bra wrapped perfectly around your tits. Jake feels his cock twitch at the sight, his hands quickly moving to your hips. "Fuck, it's so pretty" Jake sighs deeply and dives in between your tits. His lips leaving kisses and bites all over them. You gasp holding onto his shoulders. His lips wrap on your skin and suck deeply, leaving marks, his tongue darting out to lick the dark spots.

"Jake" You moan softly tugging on his hair and he looks up at you with desperate eyes. "I've missed you, you know" He whispers, nuzzling his nose between your tits. "Fuck"

Your heart skips a beat and you nod while he pulls you off his lap to take off your skirt. "Jesus" He whispers when he finally sees you in the set. His cock hardens completely and he feels like he's going to explode if he's not inside you for one more second. His hands wrap on your waist bringing you close between his legs and his face buries in your neck, leaving aggressive, wet kisses on your skin. "I want to fuck you so bad" He whispers, making you shiver. "Will you let me, mmh?" And you nod desperately.

You know you should feel embarrassed by how desperate you are for this man but you aren't, at all. Jake smirks and makes you sit on the desk opening your legs in front of his face. He leans, burying his face in your cunt, inhaling your scent through your lacy panties. You moan softly looking down, locking eyes with him. In a swift motion he pushes the fabric to the side, the cool air hitting your heat and he smirks so satisfied. "So wet" He whispers. "Bet you've been wet all day haven't you?" And you nod in such a submissive way that he has to hold back not to pull out his cock and shove it in you right now. "Does dressing up for me makes you so desperate and wet, huh?" You nod again, no shame. "Words, sweetheart"

"Mmgh... Yes" You say sweetly, his cock twitching at your tone and he can't hold back no more, his face is already buried in your pussy. You moan, hands landing on his hair hard. His nose digs against your clit while his tongue darts out to lick a long stripe. He hums, delighted by your taste. You being already so wet makes it messier, He pulls back leaking his lips watching you shake.

"Not gonna let you cum like that" He says unbuckling his belt. "Not when I can do it properly. Your eyes widen a little when he pulls out his cock and your entire world reduces to the fact that he's really in between your legs right now about to fuck you up.

You tug your fingers on your panties but he holds your wrists. "Leave them on" He says and presses the head of his cock against your pussy. "I wanna see how messy they gets when i fuck your pretty cunt, mmh" You moan softly as he grips your wrists and places them over your head againat the desk. "I'm gonna turn you into a mess, you want that, princess?"

You moan desperately and he grabs your chin. "Words." You nod quickly. "Yes, please" You say weakly, so desperate for him to just shove it inside. You've been waiting for this, you can't lie to yourself, or him. "Please fuck me"

Thats all he needs. He shoves it in in one go. The sesation of your wet gummy walls squeezing him driving him absolutely insane. His legs shake at the feeling before he starts moving. You moan and he leans down to cover your mouth. "Shut that pretty mouth if you don't wanna get caught, princess"

You roll your eyes back, his lenght was certainly something to talk about and his thickness was stretching you out at levels your pussy never reached before. You squirm when his thumb presses on your clit. Jake looks down, your pussy so wet and making disgusting noises that only turn him on even more.

He holds your waist and lift you up only to sit down with you on his lap. You bite his neck to surpass a moan. The new position allows you to feel all of him. You shake against him. "Jake" You protest, a little uncomfortable but he nuzzles your neck almost making you forget about it. "Yes, princess?" He says before he lifts you up a little and lowers you back down, making you bounce on it slowly. He then grabs your hips making you grind, riding him in a delicious way.

"Agh" You moan holding onto him feeling your legs shake. "Jake, I'm- I can't"

"Shh, I know" Jake kisses your neck to sooth you. "You can, princess" He encourages you while helping you bounce. "Cum for me, sweetheart, you gonna cum for me?"

You cling to him unable to form proper words and bite his neck again to hold back your sounds. Jake hisses, the pain mixing with the pleasure. He can feel your walls fluttering around his cock and it makes him see stars. "Mmh baby, cum for me, yeah?" He whispers squeezing your hips.

Your moans grow louder. Jake pulls back to kiss you, swallowing them. You bite his lower lip hard when you feel yourself at the verge of the orgasm and he lets you because he's almost numb by the feeling of his own. The knot in your stomach finally explodes inside, drawing waves of inmense pleasure across your body while cuming hard on his dick. Jake whimpers, breathy, the sensations almost making him pass out. His own orgasm peaks, and he pulls you up in a reflex not allowing himself to cum inside you but inevitably coming all over your stomach and panties.

You're so high in pleasure that you don't even have time to process what he just did, you just know this has been the best orgasm you've had ever. Jake pants, resting his forehead on your shoulder while you finally come down from it.

You try to calm dow, but he nuzzles your neck so good that you just moan sweetly. "Jake" You say. "Mmh I have to be home at 6..." You whisper, now a little aware of yourself but Jake wraps his strong arms around your waist bringing you closer. "Mmh, no" He whines softly.

You bite your lip, eyes rolling back at the feeling. Jake pulls back, finally back in his senses. "That was so fucking amazing" He says and leans his head back. "Jesus, I dreamed of that" He confesses with a stupid smile on his face and you chuckle because you know you did so as well.

"You did?" You ask, in a teasing tone, testing him but he doesn't get the hint, he just buries his face back on your neck, kissing it.

"Every single day" He murmurs. "And fuck, it was better than I imagined"

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[Part 2]

[Part 3]

[Prof Jake]

Dating Jake is the closest to heaven that you'll ever be. He's sweet, caring, loving and he's absolutely obsessed with you and your body. Whenever you come over, he's all over you, toucing you, kissing you, nuzzling into you like a puppy who just wants your full attention and you just gotta give it to him because that's your baby. But sometimes Jake is just a desperate little mess. Sometimes he acts in that needy way that drives you insane. He looks at you with those round eyes like he's begging you to let him touch you and you love it. You love every second of his short suffering.

"Baby please" Jake says, wrecked voice looking up at you from in between your legs.

You were both watching a movie. But with Jake things always escalate. He starts by subtle touches, then he goes for squeezimg and kisses. Then he will attack your neck until you're shaking against him and then he'll just dive into you.

But today was one of those days where Jake was just a mess. He was tired from the day and his body was aching for you. Drunk in your scent, in the feeling of your skin against the palm of his hands. He kisses your thighs, nose nuzzling against your skin while he waits for your permission.

You're not giving it to him, not yet. Not until he's a complete begging mess. He's on the floor, kneeling down, nuzzling on your thighs, kissing them desperately and nibbling on them.

"Mmh baby I need you" He says, whimpering. His voice cracks and it's the most beautiful sound you've ever heard. "Please"

"Jake" You say, trembling slightly. But still taking your time, still making him wait.

Jake looks up at you with those desperate puppy eyes and sighs softly before speaking. "Please, princess" He says softly, whining and pressing his face against your inner thigh. "I'll make you feel ao good, just say yes, please..."

Oh you knew he would.

"Baby...Baby, I'll clean for you...baby please" He says again almost sobbing and it just turns you on, you're sure your panties are soaked at the view of your boyfriend almost crying between your legs. "Princess..." He whimpers again sighing shakily while his fingers play with the waistband of your shorts but not daring to pull them down. "I'll make you cum so hard, my love, i'll be so good..."

Jake whines again, his cock literally straining againat his pants. "Baby it hurts" He murmurs and you have to do your best to hold back a smirk because the way he's so broken right now only makes you want to torture him even more.

He kisses your thights, desperately, like he's convinced that if he does that you'll finally let him eat your pussy. "Baby, my princess, please let me taste you, I can't–" He whines again when you suddenly tangle your fingers in his hair. "Just say yes, please" His voice breaks even more and you're sure he's about to fucking cry. "Please, just...let me..."

"Ow you're so desperate" You say softly caressing his hair, making him look up at you with desperate eyes. "I can't keep you waiting no more, right?

"Baby, please..." He begs one more time tugging his fingers on your shorts again and his eyes brighten once you slightly lift your hips inviting him to take them off.

Jake ia quick, he removes your shorts and buries his face between your legs, his nose pressed on your pussy throught the fabric of your panties.

"Mmh, you smell so good, oh my lord" He murmurs while you caress his hair. His mouth opens desperately sucking on it through your panties. You moan softly.

"Jake" You say tugging on his hair.

"Can I take these off too, please?" He asks softly but desperately and you nod because how could you say no to those brown eyes.

Jake finally gets what he wants and in seconds his tongue is running through your folds. He presses his face on your pussy like it's his favorite food and he's been starving. You moan.

"Mmh, thank you" He whisperes with honesty, like it came out of his chest. "You taste so good, baby"

"Shut up" You say breathy pressing his face against your pussy and he moans, muffled against it.

Jake's tongue slides in, reaching between your walls. Your pussy has become a mess between your own juices and his spit. He rolls back his eyes, like he's the one recieving pleasure. His cock throbs at you words and every time you pull his hair he can't help but moan.

Jake swears he's in heaven right now. There's nothing better than his girlfriend's pussy for him. He can't think of anything else. He moans again against it, completely pussy drunk. His fingers join the party, tips eager and teasing. It drives you insane how easily he can bring you to the edge with only this combo.

Jake's skills are no joke, he might be a begging mess for you but this man knows what he's doing. It's like he was born to eat your pussy. His lips are always ready to nibble on your folds, to wrap around your clit and suck. His tongue is long enough to reach that good spot inside you and fuck whenever his fingers join. Not always he uses them but when he does he makes you see stars.

"Baby, cum for me" He says feeling your walls squeezing his fingers. His voice is husky and needy, he can barely breathe properly but he doesn't care, all he cares about is making you cum.

He promised he'd make you cum so hard now he has to. Something about Jake, he'll do anything for a praise. Just like he'll do anything for you to let him fuck you.

He groans against your pussy and you lean your head back. You're so close that you pull on his hair and press him down, your hips moving against hia face. "God, yes" his voice comes out muffled against your pussy. He's so far gone that he just lets you fuck yourself on his face.

He moans sharply, his cock leaking in his pants but he doesn't care at all. You moan desperately, thr knot in your stomach finally exploding and your orgasm hits you making you squirt all over his pretty face. He licks and swallows what he can while the rest just soaks his hair and clothes. He stays there, face deep in your pussy until you come down. He looks up at you, eyes expectant, waiting for you to tell him how good he did.

"You look so pretty like that" You say brushing his hair and leaning your head back. Jake blushes and leans to kiss your thighs making you tremble. He smirks looking up at you and it makes you want to ruin him. "Stand up" You say and he almost trips because of how fast he did it.

You stand up too, quickly pressing yourself against his body. His hands find your waist quickly while your lips find his. You kiss him desperatley, messy, tasting yourself in his lips, moaning against them while your hands slide under his shirt, feeling up his toned body. He moans too, at the feeling of your body.

"Baby" He whispers, his cock begging for release and you smirk. This man has not an inch of control here.

You walk him to the bedroom while he holds you. His large hands roaming over your torso, struggling while trying to remove your top. You help him, letting him finally strip you and at the same time doing the same to him. He grabs your breasts as his lips collide on your neck, squeezing them desperately. You make him sit on the edge of the bed and quickly climb over him, sitting on his lap.

Jake groans smirking against your lips while squeezing your hips. You smirk too and it's like only you two understand each other this well and only you two know what is about to happen. You kiss his jaw and then his neck; leaving marks. His hands hold your hips, fingers digging in your skin. You whisper softly againat his ear "Lay back."

Jake lays back in seconds, looking up at you whike you caress his chest wondering what you'll do to him this time but so excitedly waiting. You salide off his body, unbuttoning his pants and sliding them down together with his boxers. Jake arches up a little and licks his lips with excitement.

You wrap your hand around his hard, leaking, cock and start moving it up and down. Jake moans, throwing his head back while fisting the bedsheets. "Oh baby" He moans looking at you with hooded eyes. You smirk leaning forward, spitting on it and mixing it with his pre-cum. Your hand moves with skill and you can see him visibly struggling to hold himself together. His hips buck up a little when you grip him harder. "Shh" You whisper.

Jake groans struggling to stay still but the closer he gets the more he struggles. You smirk watching him, watching his face contracted in pleasure. And when he's about to hit that high, you just stop. Jake gasps loudly, opening his eyes. "You thought" You joke and he protests with a small growl.

Jake knows this game too well. The game where you play with him as long as you please. He secretly loves it but he hates to show it. He hates to admit he is that vulnerable with you.

You start moving your hand again, making him shake. The fun part for you os that you could do this to him as many times as you wanted. Ending Jake was probably your favorite thing in the world. He gets whiny, shaky, a little mess that only knows how to beg and you love it and you know he loves it.

You go about two times. Two times cutting him off, denying his so wanted orgasm. He moans sharply shaking violently. "Baby...baby please, please don't stop" He begs. "Please let me cum...please, please I need it so bad, please"

You smirk, his begging state only turning you on impossibly more. Your hand moves again and you just bite your lips knowing you will deny him again. You love to make him think you'll let him cum just to deny him over and over again because he gets louder and weaker every time.

Every muscle in Jake's body is tensed, his hands grip the bedsheets like his life is on the line, his abs are flexed, and his entire body is covered in sweat. He shakes, breathing heavily, on the verge of crying. You feel your pussy pulsatimg only at the sight of him almost crying. You stay still while tears form in the corner of his eyes. "You look so pathetic right now, baby" You say, it slips. You've never really called him that or even tried to degrade him at all. It has really never crossed your mind even tho Jake loves to degrade you when the roles are switched up. But right now he just looks absolutely broken, a total begging mess, pathetic.

Jake whines, hips bucking up at the sudden insult. He moans again. "Yes..." He whispers breathy. "I am so pathetic..." He admits, his head burying down in the bed. "Please baby...let me cum" He begs more. "I'll be a good boy" His cock is red, sensitive and painfully hard. "I'll be so good, princess, please, please I can't take it anymore, it hurts"

You start moving your hand again, but painfully slow on purpose. Tears finally roll down the sides of his face and God, he just looks so perfect like this. "Fuck, Jake, you—" He moans again, feeling like he's being tortured in the most delicious way. Jake could never imagine he'd end up like this, so weak and mindless but ever since you became his girlfriend he just felt this need to please you however you wanted, including letting you edge him as many times as you considered enough.

You stop for second, seeing how overwhelmed he is and bite you lips. "One more time baby?" You ask him, giving him a choice. "You think you can take one more for me?"

These are the type of situations that drive Jake crazy. He wants to cum, he needs it, he's convinced his dick is going to fucking explode if you don't let him cum. He can barely speak or think. But there's that little feeling in his chest, that desire to just do what you want. He really never thought he'd feel this with someone but he can't say no to you at all. His body aches for that orgasm but he just want to be so good for you even if that means pushing himself to impossible limits.

"Just one more..." He says barely over his breath. "Just one more...then let me cum, princess"

"Good boy" You smirk as you say it knowing it'll drive him absolutely isane.

Jake moans loudly at the prise, his hips bucking up desperately. You start moving your hand, working him only to stop at the peak again. Jake cries loudly, his hands fisting the blankets and trying to wip his own tears. "Oh baby, please" He begs between tears. His cock is red and swollen, you swear is the prettiest view. He moans and cries, unable to speak clearly, just whimpering and shaking. The pain is almost unbearable for him, he really feels like he will explode.

You look down at his cock and finally start moving your hand with the intention of giving him that relief he needs. You reach out caressing his stomach to give him some comfort. It's very quick, the second you work him towards the realease he keeps begging for, he starts shaking violently. He screams, from the bottom of his lungs as he finally reaches the orgasm. His body bucks off the bed, as thick ropes of that white sticky liquid spill out and shoot everywhere. You work him through the orgasm, his cum ending in your chest, his stomach and your face. You lean forward, licking his cock to clean him, swallowing his cum and huming like it's the most delicious thing you've tasted.

Jake whimpers, still sensitive while you clean him up a bit with your tongue, reaching his stomach and kissing it while leacking it. "God, you look so pretty, my love" You whisper looking up at him and finally climbing up. "You did so good, baby" You praise. "Such a good boy" You kiss his cheek and smile. "Such a good boy for me, I'm so proud of you, baby"

Jake wraps his hands around you smiling like his life is complete. His hands slide down, reaching down between your bodies. You pull back.

"Love, it's okay, you can rest" You say softly kissing his cheeks again. "You did so good already, you're so good for me, don't worry, I can wait now"

Jake is stubborn and you know it. He looks visibly done, tired, eyes heavy and tear stains on his facr but he wants to make you feel good because he knows you're unsatisfied. "No... I wanna make you feel good, please... Let me do it"

"You need to rest, baby boy" You say softly and he shakes his head pushing you down. Still incredibly strong despite his state.

"Mgh baby please" He says softly hovering you lazily and kissing your collarbones.

You sigh softly, how could you ever say no if he begs in such a sweet way? "Alright, what do you wanna do, mmh?" You ask softly caressing his hair.

"I want to eat you out again"

You gasp softly at his request, clearly worked up enough to be shaking at the simplest touch from him. You know you're dripping, needing it, honestly. He kisses your chest down to your stomach when he sees you're just letting him. Jake is really tired, almost sleepy but he buries his face in your pussy with intentions. He's not deaperate to taste you, he's doing with purpose, wanting you to feel it.

You tug on his hair moaning softly, your legs over his shoulders. Jake hums, his tongue licking up from your entrance to your clit. He can feel how wet you are and it makes him smile. His eyes are closed, too tired to even look up at you but his tongue is working you slowly. He's open mouthed, licking every corner that he knows makes you shake. You whimper sharply when his fingers joing.

He pushes his middle and ring finger in, deeply, curling them to hit your sweet spot. He moans against your clit as he sucks in gently and pumps in and out his fingers at a slow, delicious rythm. He can feel his cock hardening slowly against the bed just at the way you moan his name. Jake pushes his fingers a little deeper making you arch up while inevitably thrusting against the mattress. He looks up at you and pulls back a little.

"Baby..." He calls you softly kissing down on your clit. "I need to be inside...Can I be inside?"

You moan at his sweet request and nod opening your arms, inviting him to climb you up. He does, Jake's body is tensed, sweaty, he feels his muscles heavy so he isn't being too desperate, he's slow. You moan softly when he presses down againat you, resting his weight on you while lining his cock with your entrance. "Oh, Jakey" You moan when he pushes in slowly.

Jake starts moving his hips slowly and hides his face in your neck tiredly. His hips move so slow, almost at the loving pace he takes whenever he's actually making love to you instead of fucking you like an animal. You love when he does that, when he pours his love for you in the way his hips move against yours.

Your hands wrap in his hair and he whimpers softly. "Am I doing good, love?" He asks softly nuzzling your neck. "Please tell me I'm good"

This is the first time he asks for a praise. He never does that, he never admits he's a little lost puppy without your praises. You kiss his shoulder softly and nod. "Yes, baby boy, you're doing so so good, don't stop, keep moving slow like that" You say softly and moan sweetly in his ear. "Good boy"

He moans softly feeling you squeezing him inside and gently shifts his hips to hit a better angle at a faster rhythm. You wrap your legs around him. "Baby, I'm close" You warn him softly.

"I known I know" He gasps, his hips moving nonstop. "Can I cum inside you?" He asks biting your neck.

You nuzzle his neck and nod. "Yes, please" You say in a moan. "Fill me up, baby–" You moan arching a little beneath him finally cumming on his cock. Your permission to cum inside and the fact that your sentence was interrupted by your orgasm easily drive him to the edge. He snaps his hips one more time before finally spilling inside you.

Jake kisses your neck one or two times while both of you come down from the mutual high but hr's too tired to speak no more and before you have time to recover he has fallen asleep, snoring in your neck and still buried inside you.

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Jake wakes up again around 4 a.m. He groans feeling a little uncomfortable realizing he fell asleep inside you. He carefully pulls out trying not to wake you up but you were barely asleep aince it was a hard position to sleep in.

"I'm sorry" He whispers kissing your forehead. "I don't remember falling asleep"

You chuckle reaching to caress the top of his head making him close his eyes contently.

"You did so good, you know" You whisper gently snuggling up closer to his body reaching for his warmth. He wraps his arms around you and smiles.

"Thank you baby..." He whispers feeling tired again. "I love you"

"Mmh, I love you too" You whisper drifting to sleep again.

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First year of college had been close to hell. The huge change from High School to college was almost unbearable. Your A+ grades from High School were equal to a C in college and your need for academic validation was killing you. It was messy, the dorms, and campus, and the lectures. You were a mess as well, trying to just pass your classes. But what was making it really a living hell, was your boyfriend, Jay.

Jay was your boyfriend since sophomore year in High School, he used to be sweet and romantic. However, during senior year he became colder, yet so possessive. When you graduated, both ended up going to different colleges. You went to MIT and he went to NYU. You're still dating him, but he has become more and more controlling and toxic throughout the year. To the point where he will call you every time you get off campus.

It gets to a point, right? You couldn't bear it. He came to visit you in campus, you acted normal. But once you mentioned his controlling behavior he got defensive. It escalated into a huge fight, yelling, and insulting until your roomate stepped in and kicked him out.

Your fingers move quickly through the phone, tears in your eyes while you deal your best friend's number. Sunghoon picks up after a couple of minutes. He's sleepy, sounds like you just woke him up. You feel a pang of guilt in your chest. Sunghoon was in Japan right now, so it was probably really early for him.

"Hey, sweetheart" He says. "It's 6 a.m you know—" Sunghoon's heart drops when he hears you sob. He sits in his bed in one quick motion. "Hey, hey, what happened, tell me" He knew the reason you were sobbing, he knew the idiot who was making you cry. He tightens his fist on the sheets. "What did he do"

You break into tears, nonstop, just crying on Sunghoon like you always do. Every time Jay did something you'd just go to your comfort place: Sunghoon, your best friend since you were in Middle School. You tell Sunghoon everything through the phone as he tries to calm you down.

"I just wish you were here" you sob, sniffing a little and he chuckles.

Both staying silent for a little longer before Sunghoon speaks again.

"What classes do you have tomorrow?" He asks, something in his voice tells you he's got something in mind.

"Tomorrow's Friday, just one economy lecture" You say softly, your throat feeling rough from crying. "Why?"

"You up to book a flight right now and come to Japan with me for the weekend?" Your heart skips a beat. You can hear the excitement in his voice. "I'll pay it for you, a little treat, you'd stay with me, forget about Jay for a couple of days, clear your mind, yeah?"

"Sunghoon...I—" You knew Sunghoon was rich as hell but it was still hard for you to accept things like this, especially when it's so sudden. Yet your heart is almost breaking right now. "Yes, yes, thank you, Hoon"

You depart from LGA Airport at 10 p.m and arrive in Tokyo around 1 a.m on Saturday. Sunghoon recieves you with open arms and you just crash in them for a hug, a needed one. He takes you to his hotel, lets you take a shower and then you just fall asleep in his bed. He wakes you up around 8 p.m of the same day and chuckles at your state.

"Do you wanna hang out?" He asks. "I just got invited to a place"

You agree with Sunghoon to hang out and get dressed quickly, doing a simple makeup and spending more time than you should on your hair. The place where Sunghoon takes you is not exactly your type of place but you didn't care since you were with him. It was kinda like a bar, drinks, food, music, people dancing. Sunghoon guides you to a specific place where two guys are having a drink. One of them stands up waving, black hair, sharp features. He greets Sunghoon with so much excitement, perfect english and a thick aussie accent.

"Yo man! So long— That's your girl?" The guy lands his eyes on you, big smile, so happy.

"Nah, that's my best friend" Sunghoon chuckles as he introduces you both. "This is Jake, he's the guy that invited me" I nod and smile at Jake.

"Your best friend's so beautiful, huh" He laughs and you all glance at the other guy. Sharp eyes, a cigarrette between his fingers, hands full of Chrome Hearts. He's hot. "This is Riki, High School friend"

Riki nods and extends his hand to Sunghoon and then to you, giving you a nod, lips curling up in a smirk. You guys sit, Sunghoon next to Jake, and you next to Riki. Sunghoon and Jake quickly start catching up, Riki occasionally participating in their conversation. You feel a little akward. Suddenly Riki offers you a cigarrette.

"You smoke?" He asks. Oh. His voice was deep. You quickly shake your heard and he chuckles. "No smoke? damn"

"Nah I don't like that" You say softly while you see him take the cigarrete to his lips, following it with your eyes.

"You drink?" He asks next as he takes a drink to his lips as well.

"A little..." You say. It was true, you didn't really like it that much. He chuckles again, irritating you a little bit. He drinks a little while you get lost in your thoughts.

Somehow your mind flying back to America, to New York, where your boyfriend was. Your boyfriend that hasn't even tried to contact you yet. You chuckle and Riki looks at you as he exhales the smoke off his lungs. You grab his drink from the table and take it to your lips swallowing it all. When you stop, Riki is just looking at you with a smirk, he's not impressed, much less worried, he's excited.

"Damn" Jake says and you both look at him. "You okay?" He asks and you nod.

You look at Sunghoon but he isn't looking at you. You follow his eyes and they're set on a girl, blonde, good curves, at the bar. You tap his leg with your feet under the table and he looks at you. You smirk, doing a motion with your eyebrows. "Go" He bites his lips, indecisive and then leans closer to you.

"Will you be alright?" He asks, still worried about you and you just nod smiling. "Fine, don't drink too much" And with that Sunghoon disappears from the table.

"Oh that bastard" Jake says and stands up looking down at his phone. "I gotta go, it'll be quick" He glances at Riki and warns "Don't do anything stupid"

Riki lifts his arms like he's offended as Jake leaves. His eyes settle on you once you're both alone.

"So...rough day?" He asks looking down at his empty cup. You nod, not really wanting to talk about it. "You're good" He said. "That one was a strong one"

"The fact that I don't drink that much doesn't mean I'm bad at it" You say, loosening a bit with him. You've been akward and seating like a statue for about 20 minutes. He smirks at your response.

"Should we get another round? Two cups this time"

You don't even hesitate. You were totally down for more. Your mind just kept reminding you about your boyfriend, and how heartbroken you felt yesterday when he yelled at you. It's okay to sit down with this handsome stranger and have a drink, right?

About half a bottle later, you lean your head against Riki's shoulder, in a tipsy state. Riki chuckles. "Giving up already, princess?" You giggle biting your lip at the petname and then sit up straight.

"Did I tell you my boyfriend is a toxic bastard?" You murmur looking at him, honesty coming pureley from the effects of the alcohol in your system. Riki doesn't seem surprised or tuned in, he drinks a bit more and smirks.

"Yeah? Why don't you leave him?" He asks leaning back. You take in his appearance for a second, longer than you should. His fit was extravagant, baggy jeans way too baggy, tank top, jacket and a lot of Chrome Hearts accessories. Dude was a Chrome Hearts freak. You blush a little when you look up and realize he was staring at you the same way you were staring at him. "So?"

"What?" You ask, blushy and giggly.

"Your boyfriend"

You bite your lower lip and sigh. "I love him, I can't just..."

Riki turns around a little, irritated, not by you but by your stupid argument. He serves another drink for himself and one more for you. You grab it, no hesitation. Music sounds in the background, Champaign & Sunshine, one of your favorites. The new song makes you excited. You stand up. "Oh my god, I love this song. Riki looks up at you with a smirk on his face. You swallow the rest of your drink and start moving to the music.

Riki presses his cheek against his hand, looking at you while biting his lip. He had to recognize you were probably the most attractive woman he had ever seen. You were smily, and blushy, and adorable, but his heart rate went up whenever you moved slightly towards him and the V line of your top moved lower. He wanted to be decent but every time you laughed softly and he looked down at you, you're breast were on his face. He watches you dance, as you move your hands down your body. The little set you're wearing making your curves more pronounced, Easier for him to imagine how'd be like to hold your waist while you dance.

You laugh when you look down at him and see him just staring. "What are you doing!" You say, yelling over the music. "Dance!" That's all you say before climbing on the table and starting to dabce up there. Riki moves quick, leaning back, finally a little surprised but quick to adopt his teasing demeanor. He smirks looking up. He has a good view of your ass from this angle and if he just moves a little he can actually see your panties. God, he was fighting demonds, he really wanted to be decent.

You look down at him, your heart skipping a beat at how attractive he suddenly looks. I mean, you already thought he was hot but now, now that he's leaning back, now that he's manspreading, legs taking more place than they should, looking up at you with that smirk and those hunter eyes, now he looks extremely attractive. Something in you just snaps, you start moving, slower, seductive, sexy. You wanna impress him, because you like the way he's looking at you. Because no matter what you do, he won't stop, and it's driving you crazy.

Your body heats up, you're not sure if it's the alcohol or how hard you're blushing right now. He takes that damn cigarrette in his mouth, eyes glued on your body as you put up a show for him. Your hands slide up your body, tugging on the edge of your top and you do it, what you never thought you'd do. You remove your top, right there, on the table. No one notices, everyone is past drunk, in their own worlds. And you don't care, you only care about the pair of eyes burning beneath you right now. You look down, Riki shifts in his position, bothered, he's feeling the heat too.

You're wearing a little lacy bra, small, tits pushing out, causing Riki to almost choke on his cigarrette. He knows you're doing it on purpose, he knows the show it's exclusively for him and that he has the VIP access. He bites his lips leaning his head back, groaning softly. He's getting worked up fast. You wave your hand at him, inviting him and that's it, something snaps inside him too and he climbs that table before his brain processed the invitation.

His body glues to yours from behind, hands on your exposed waist, his Chrome Hearts rings colder than ice making contrast with the heat of your skin. His face on your neck, lips against your skin. You can feel his breath tingling next to you ear and it makes you shiver, pushing yourself back against him to feel him. And you dance, moving your ass against his half- hardness. You arch a little, feeling him up, lifting your arms and leaning back against his shoulder as his hands roam your body.

"You're so beautiful, you know?" He murmurs in a low voice that makes you want to take off your panties too.

"Yeah, I get that a lot" You say playfully and he chuckles.

His hands slide up, easily wrapping around each of your breasts and you gasp but don't pull away. His lips press againat the crook of your neck and you shiver gasping again, making him chuckle.

"You're so sensitive" He whispers. "I'm not really doing much"

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You stumble against Riki's body as both of you exit the place from behind, he holds your wasit, kissing your neck while walking. He devours your neck, wet kisses mixed with bites. You moan softly, the alcohol getting the worst out of both of you. Riki slides down his hands, gripping your ass. You moan softly as he presses you against the brick wall of the parking lot.

"Fuck" He whispers.

You moan softly, wrapping your arms around his neck while holding your top in one of your hands. He chuckles while he continues to taste your neck. He pulls back smirking, admiring your flushed face and then leans down for a kiss. His lips crash with yours in a passionate kiss. Intensity of a huracane. He bites down on your lower lip, his tongue eager to explore your mouth. You moan softly and pull back. Suddenly feeling aware of your actions.

"No— No, I have a boyfriend" You say worriedly but Riki buries his face in your neck, kissing it deliciously, making your knees weak.

"Is he here?" He asks between kisses. "I don't see him"

His hand slides under you shorts, quickly reaching your pussy, feeling your wetness through the fabric of your panties.

"You're so wet" He whispers. "And I bet it's not for him?"

You moan softly, fisting Riki's jacket. His fingers move quick, pulling your panties to the side. Once you feel his fingers and the cold of his rings directly on your skin it's like you lose yourself. You moan again, his fingers teasing your entrance. Riki's breath becomes heavier, and he rests his face on his arm against the wall behind you.

"That's it, see? I'm making you feel so good, aren't I?" He says and chuckles seeing how you clinge to him while he fingers you slowly. "Want me to stop?"

"No– Please" You say leaning back your head. "Don't stop"

Riki's fingers tease your entrance a little, tips sliding in and out before finally shoving his fingers entirely in. You moan clinging to his jacket and he buries his face in your neck again, resting it there. His fingers move with precision, he knows what he's doing. He curls his fingers inside hitting your sweet spot and you hold onto him like your life depends on it.

From afar you two look like a couple having a cute moment, hugging each other. But no one can see his hand shoved in your shorts and his fingers working you like you've never been worked before.

Riki can feel your walls squeezing his fingers and the wetness spreading to the palm of his hand.

"Fuck, you're so wet" He says in a husky voice. "Come for me, princess"

You shake in his arms and he presses you against the wall a little while covering your mouth when you finally come undone. He works you through your orgasm until you've calmed down, then he removes his hand and holds you for a little longer whike kissing your neck.

"You okay?" He asks, licking your shoulder and you nod, too satisfied to even talk.

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Oh that bricks wall wasn't the end of it, once you two got in his car and Riki started driving, things just got even more heated and messier. You're next to him, legs open, panties gone, squirming and whining while his fingers sink in your pussy over and over again in every red light.

"Riki" You moan softly and he chuckles removing his hand again once the light turns green. You protest and he bites his lips.

"You really cannot wait" He says turning right and driving into a building's parking.

"What?" You protest again at his words but he's already leaning for a kiss.

His lips collide with yours with more intensity. Something about Riki is that he gets more and more excited and every new kiss becomes more dirty. His tongue licks your lower lip while grabbing your waist and pulling you into his lap. You can smell the alcohol and cigarrettes in his breathe and it somehow just turns you on in a nasty way. He buries his face in your neck, hands on your waist. You're only wearing your bra by now.

"You look so pretty like this" He says in a husky voice. "All naked in my lap"

You moan softly leaning your head back. This man hasn't stopped giving you compliments since you two escaped from that bar without telling Sunghoon or Jake. His compliments sound sweet, he isn't trying to be nasty yet.

"Where are we?" You ask softly and he pulls back smirking at you with messy hair.

"My building" He says breathy.

You tilt your head, leaning for a short kiss. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush against him and groaning into the kiss. You bury your face in his neck and start nibbling and licking. Riki groans again, shifting in his seat and you can feel his cock straning against the fabric of his pants. Your hands slide down his body and up again only so you can remove his jacket.

Riki groans, rolling up his hips. You moan softly sliding down your hands until your fingers reach his belt. Your hands move quick. Riki smirks, seeing the change in your demeanor. You were holding back until now, torn between your loyalty to Jay and your attraction towards Riki, whose last name you don't even know but thinking of Jay only makes you want to throw up every time. Riki helps you with his pants, his hard cock springing free right in front of you.

Riki gasps, looking down and hisses when your hand wraps around it. You smirk biting your lip and squeeze it a bit before moving your hand slowly. It's already leaking pre-cum so it's easy for you to move your hand. Riki holds your hips and leans back his head groaning and gasping.

"Oh fuck— Oh don't stop" He says between moans.

You increase the speed of your hand and lean forward to attack his neck with bites and hickeys. Riki moans, his fingers digging in your hips.

"That's it, Oh– don't stop, you're doing so good" He whispers looking at you with hooded eyes. You bite your lip feeling his hands move to your back to finally unhook your bra, removing the last piece of clothing on your body. You moan softly when his hands wrap around your breasts and aqueeze them.

"God, you're so perfect" He whispers and you moan again. "Fuck, I want you to ride me"

You stop for a second looking at him and he smirks pulling your hips towards him. It's quick, one second your hands were on him and in a blink his cock was on your entrance. He pushes you down slowly and you just moan hiding in his shoulder.

"You're so wet" He whispers breathy. "So tight"

You moan sharply when he bottoms up an lean against his chest. He doesn't give you time to adjust, his hips snap, moving upwards at a fast rythm while you hold onto him. You're sure your moans are heard in the entire parking lot and you don't really care right now. You're only thinking of the way Riki's cock is filling you up. He thrusts up into you, making you moan harder with each one.

He stops for a second and you take over, moving your hips in circles, Riki groans letting you move by yourself. You moan again bouncing a little until he starts moving again, pressing you against the wheel and thursting up into you again at a diabolical rythm.

He grabs your breasts again, squeezing them and then leans to take one of your nipples into his mouth. The moans and the sound of his cock going in and out of you echo inside the car. You can feel your orgasm building up and he can feel your walls squeezing his cock impossibly.

"Oh, fuck—" He groans against your chest, his thrust becoming erratic.

You moan louder, your head leaning back as you feel it coming. It's hard, almost leaving you with no breath, your legs shake violently and your nails dig in his shoulders. You coming on his cock was his last straw. He thrusts up two or three more times before pulling you up, grabbing his cock and fisting it quickly until every drop of his cum has splashed over his own clothes and your bare stomach and chest.

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The night didn't end in the car, once you two managed to get to his penthouse—yes, gis penthouse—without getting caught, Riki probably fucked your soul out. He fucked you against the kitchen counter first, then you two somehow fell on the couch, where he ate you out. His tongue moved so perfectly that you came undone in seconds. Then, you ended up in his room, fucking again like there's no tomorrow. He probably made you diacover new positions because the way this man found a new angle every time to deatroy your insides was insane.

Something is for sure, you've never had such a crazy night in your life. No, Jay does not fuck like this.

You sigh against the pillow. Not a single inch of guilt in your body. Riki groans next to you, his arm covering his eyes. It's been about 30 minutes since the last round. You stir in his bed and manage to speak.

"Are you tired?" You ask, very innocent question.

Riki chuckles. "You wanna go again?"

"Oh– That's not what I meant"

"I can go again if you want to, princess" He affirms and smirks looking at you.

"Where do you get that energy from, oh my god" You laugh softly. By now, you're both sober.

"Uhm...I'm young?" He laughs too and turns to his side.

"Young and rich, I see" You say looking around. "Fancy place."

He chuckles pulling closer to you, his fingers on your chin while leaning for a kiss. "You're welcomed whenever you wanna forget about that asshole"

You bite your lip rolling your eyes. "I'm gonna break up with him when I get back to America"

Riki smirks. "Yeah?" You nod looking at his lips shortly. "That's good" He whispers. "He doesn't deserve those skills of yours"

You chuckle as he buries his face in your neck, kissing and nibbling.

"I can't believe I'm in a stranger's penthouse right now" You laugh softly. "I don't even know your last name"

"Nishimura." Riki says pulling back. "Nishimura Riki"

Gosh, even his last name is perfectly moanable.

"Nishimura? Like the clothing brand?" You say tilting your head and he chuckles.

"Where do you think the penthouse came from?"

"No way" You say but you're not really that interested, just shocked that you're really in Nishimura's bed right now. "Damn"

Riki kisses your collarbones. "Impressed?"

"A little" You respond.

"Enough to make you wanna stay 'til morning?" He asks, his kisses getting a little hungrier.

"Mmh is that an invitation?" You ask tangling your fingers in his hair. "I'll have to accept it, would be rude to say no"

Riki smirks as he settles between your legs and continues to devour you whole.

If there was something you loved to do was to scroll on Twitter to see what your boyfriend was doing. It wasn't in a controling way, more in a teasing way. You loved saving certain tweets just to tease him or make fun of him later. Today wasn't the exception. Jake was out with the members, bowling or something, he mentioned in the morning.

You opened the Twitter app as you laid in your bed, having your own fan account and all, with lots of followers and mutuals that would never imagine who's sleeping by your side every single night. You scrolled, interacting with some posts from now and then but nothing really getting your attention. Your stomach flips when you see it: a little ad. an app. an app you knew very well. Tumblr. It brought the memories back immediately and made you bite your lips, nervously, indecisive.

The Twitter app almost closed by itself because of how fast your fingers moved across your screen to find it. There it was, the app that held all your fantasies for years. You closed your eyes. Not only because the thought of it was incredibly embarrassing but because you've had it for a while now, behind Jake's back.

You installed again about a month ago, with a solid, healthy purpose. But oh, when you logged back into your old account and all those fantasies recieved you, you couldn't help it. You read through it, Jake was out that day. Your cheeks burned when you saw all the new filthy things your boyfriend's fans were writting, some accurate, some total delusion, and some a little tempting. But the thing is, you kept doing it, coming back to that app whenever you found yourself alone, sometimes out of boredoom, sometimes just to chill but always ending in the same situation: getting yourself off to fantasies of your own boyfriend.

You scrolled.

Carefully, calculating, keeping it together, for now.

A title catched your attention That Damn Nose. Your stomach did the thing, that delicious little feeling, making you squeeze your thighs togethet. God, you were so embarrassed. But you couldn't help it, you clicked on it, hands a little shaky, and you start reading. You knew you shouldn't be doing it. It was stupid, and you knew you didn't need all this fantasy when the man was literally yours. But your fingers almost moved by themselves.

It happened the same way a month ago, like your hands were possessed. And it kept happened, multiple times after that, just like today. Something would remind you the app was there, that your little fantasies were in that cute little box. All with your boyfriend's name on them. You bite your lip, you miss him.

You keep going, you can feel your own body heating up at the thought of your own boyfriend doing what he was doing in that fanfiction. You whined, softly, almost inaudible, like a prayer, followed by a gasp. You laid back, arching your back a little, your eyes glued to your screen. Shivering, shaking, whining softly. The mere thought of Jake touching you right now burned you from inside out. You squeezed your thighs, fighting it, thinking you could just wait til he was back to seduce him and make him fuck you good without telling him the reason you were so desperate.

But you were way more desperate than you thought. Jake knew this about you, you were so damn sensitive and needy for him. God, you wanted him to be here right now, why was he out with the members anyway. You read a little more, oh the writting was so good and so fucking accurate. That little fan was describing Jake so well, rough but soft, hungry, wild. He was just like that, with you, because he was yours. And it makes you blush even more, the fact that you've been doing this behind his back, for no reason, when he's out, when you miss him, when you need him. Knowing you could just call him, knowing his voice would get you off in seconds.

"God." You whine softly and your hand slides down to your tits, nipples perking, small and soft. "God, Jake—"

You try, you really do try to ground yourself. You could wait, you could just sit there and wait for your man to be back. He'd give it to you with no hesitation. But you're a needy little thing. You can't wait, you can't help yourself. Your hand slides down, before you know it, sliding under the waistband of your shorts and you hiss at the wetness. You're soaked and so are your panties.

So easy, so sensitive, so needy and desperate. No, you can't wait for him, you never can. You need it now. You're halfway the fanfiction, in the middle of the scene where Jake is eating the reader out like a fucking animal, just like you know he would in real life. You arch your back at the tought of it and finally pull your panties to the side, caressing your clit. You moan, loud, no one will hear you.

"Oh, God." You moan again caressing the little bud. You were so wet, so sticky, so perfectly ready for him. You wanted to call him and rush him home, a part of you wanted to wait for him but the needy whore in you just wanted to cum. Your fingers slide down your folds, easily, with a little obscene sound that only turns you on more. Your lashes flicked, wanting to read a bit more. The mere mention of his nose made your stomach flip deliciously again and you shove your fingers in, moaning loud.

Warm, so warm and wet, and thight for him.

"Oh Jake! Yes, yes, yes." You whisper, so fucking lost in the feeling.

You push another finger in, deeper, curling both of them, hitting that sweet spot Jake likes to hit when he's the one using his fingers on you. And again, the memory makes you arch your back, gasping, chocking on a moan. You can't read anymore, your hand is moving desperately, dumbly chasing for that high. Your fingers move fast, deep, desperate, moaning, gasping, dropping your phone and fisting the bedsheets. His name escapes your lips again, and again, and again.

So good, so damn good, not him, but still so good.

"Jake, baby— I miss you." You say desperately, like he could hear you. "Oh, please." You beg, like you always do for him. Imagining his reaction, knowing he goes feral when you beg him to make you cum, when you beg him to move, to go faster, to go deeper. It hits you like a fucking tidal wave. The orgasm. Making your legs shake, cursing through it.

"Oh, fuck!" You say, shaking. You remove your hand from your shorts, fingers wet in your cum and your forearm cramping. "Lord..." You whisper to yourself, staring at the cieling, blushing. "Dumb." You murmur in a whisper, spent, squeezing your legs like your pussy haven’t had enough of it.

Your body tenses when you hear the door open. You have no time to react before Jake is walking in. You quickly hide your phone under your pillow but he sees you, he's fast, he doesn't let anything slide, not with you.

"Hey baby," he says, casual, sweet, lovely, but he can sense something is wrong. He raises an eyebrow. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, just reading." You try to sound calm, but you know he can hear the little roughness in your throat from moaning his name just monutes ago.

"Yeah?" He hums walking towards the bed. "What were you reading, mmh?" He sits at the edge of the bed looking down at you. You stare back, taking in his pretty features, those brown eyes that are slowly darkening, and those round pink lips, and that damn nose. "I'm talking to you, baby"

You snap out, a knot in your throat. He places his hand on your thigh. Oh, fuck. You shiver, not usual, not if you're in your normal state. He smirks. Oh, he knows, he might not know what you were reading but he for sure knows what you were doing. He knows you too well for your own good.

"Missed me, baby?" He asks, cocky, smirking like he owns you. And he does.

You nod, why would you lie. You know lying to him about this is useless when he can see the way you squeeze your thighs together, how your hips rolled up slightly when his hand moved higher, and that damn blush in your cheeks.

"Oh, my love, doing it all by yourself?" He says, fake pitty. His hand moves a little higher, you gasp and he smirks wider, the corner of his lips curling up in that attractive way that drives you insane.

"Did you cum?" He asks bluntly and you nod. He tsked, disapproval. You know he doesn't like it when you touch yourself all alone. "Without me, baby?"

"I'm sorry" You say softly, feeling small. You knew him, he wasn't gonna let this slide. "I couldn't help it"

"Oh yeah?" His thumb draws circles on your thigh. "You must've been so desperate, baby, so wet, mmh? Like always, so wet for me." And you nod, shamelessly. He had this weird control over you. You couldn't lie to him at all. "What got you so wet, baby?" He asked biting his lip. "What could possible turn my girl in such a little mess when I'm not even home?"

He reaches for your phone under the pillow, almost not giving you time to react but you grab his hand. "Jake" You warn. "Hands off." He warns harder, making you weak, but you keep holding his hand back. "Jake I—"

"I said hands off, didn't I? Mmh?" God he was so strong without getting physically involved.

"Baby, don't, please." You beg, but his eyes are hard on you.

"I'm not gonna ask twice." His voice isn't hard though, it's soft, way too soft and still having a heavy pull on you. You hands weaken a little and his finally reaches your phone, briging it up to his face. Your face burned, God, he was reading it, all the filthy things you had in there. He sticked out his tongue, biting it against his lower lip whike the corners of his lips curled up. Fuck, the view only made your body heat up again.

He hummed, the sound going straight to your pussy, pulsating, making you squeeze your thighs. "Oh baby, you know you could call me when you miss me and I can make you feel good." He chuckles. "Why this instead?"

"I—I couldn't help it." You say softly.

"Just like always." He finishes. "You couldn't help it, you had to get off while reading horny fanfictions about me, huh" He teased, God, you wanted to smack him. "How wet?"

"Huh?"

"How wet are you. I know you're probably soaked, you always are for me." And he was so right. "Let me see" He doesn't let you do anything, his hand is already sliding in your shorts, making you gasp instantly. Silence, like he's in shock, but he isn't really, he's just extremely turned on now. "Jesus. You're fucking dripping." You hiss, because he presses his finger on your entrace through the fabric of your panties.

"Lord, baby, do you want me to eat you out that bad?"

You whine at his words, unable to hold back anymore when his hand is shoved in your shorts and that cocky smirk is on his face. "I asked you a question" His finger presses harder and you arch your back but he uses his free hand to hold your hips down.

"Baby I was just— I'm sorry, I missed you, yes, I—"

"Couldn't help it." He finishes your sentence. "Like the little filthy thing you are for me. Always so wet, not able to walk around me without getting every pair of panties that you own soaked."

You moan. You moan because he was right. You were a mess around him, couldn't control it, he had that effect on you. One look, one slight touch, and your pussy was already soaking your underwear. He knew you, he knew how sensitive and desperate you were and how easy it was to turn you on.

"You still want more." He whispers. "It isn't enough, huh" He leans. Fuck his scent, that damn expensive perfume he recently bought. He notices how he affects you and chuckles mockingly. "You're so pretty when you're this sensitive." He licks his lips, biting them. "I bet you want me to move my fingers" He says it with a mocking tone, teasing you but he doesn't move them. "Oh I bet you want me to shove them inside your precious pussy, mmh? I bet you want them deep, soaked in your own juices"

Your stomach flips at his dirty talk, you loved when he talked dirty. You arch your back again trying to move your hips against his fingers but he doesn't let you. "But do you even deserve that? Do you think you deserve that treatment from your boyfriend when you were jerking off to fanfictions of him?" He drags the words, really driving you insane, you little composure runing out. "I guess you could just read those and get off..."

You hold onto his shoulders gasping softling, almost sobbing. "Jake, baby, don't do this" You beg him like it's the end of the world the fact that he's deciding whether touching you or not. "I just missed you, baby, please, please...I won't do it ever again"

Jake stays silence, fuck he loved to see how down bad youwere for him. There's fire in his eyes. "How desperate" He says, chuckling and leaning lower, his nose nuzzling your cheek. "So cute when you beg"

"Jake—"

"Shhh" He nuzzles your jaw, his hand still in your shorts, not moving, torturing you. "Tell me, out of all those fantasies you got in that app, which one you want me to do the most right now"

Jesus, his question got you literally shaking. He noticed and pressed a kiss to your jaw. "Easy, I'm not doing anything yet"

"Baby— Go down, please" You say, tripping at your words, agitated, needy, digging your nails in his shoulders.

"I do that almost all the time, princess" He says smirking, chuckling.

"Please, Jake, I need it" You beg softly, still feeling his hand in your shorts but not moving it.

"God, you have a thing for it, don't you?" He buries his face in your neck, pressing kisses on your neck, not soft, wet. His tongue draging around that portion of your skin, making you whine. "You love having my face in between your legs, mmh? You love it when my nose and tongue do all the job"

"Jake, please." You beg again. "Please." So soft, so sweet, melting him.

"Fuck, asking so nicely, my love." He says and kisses your chest. "So good for me, mmh?"

You arch your back again. If his dirty talk wasn't enough to turn you on, there was his gentle dirty talk. When he said filthy things in your ear in the most lovely tone, gentle and sweet like he was talking about love. That drove you insane every single time.

Jake moves quick after that, pulling out his hand, his fingers tugging on your shorts and panties, taking them both off in one go. He looked down at how you squeezed your legs.

"Oh look at you" He says, laughing softly. "So fucking desperate"

"Jake—" You're about to beg when he forces your legs open with his hands. Pussy exposed, glistening with your recent orgasm, almost dripping into the bedsheets.

"Jesus" He whispers. His mouth waters, his eyes sparkling. His favorite treat on earth, all messy for him. Right in front of him. "Fuck, baby— Oh God"

If there was something that made Jake weak was your pussy. Jake ate you out like a god. He ate your pussy like it was oxygen for him, like he needed to survive, like an animal, starving, wild, desperate. Just like you had a thing for his nose, he had a thing for your pussy. Perfect match, some would say.

He leans, immediately smelling your arousal, it killed him in the best way. His tongue darts out, hanging, making your legs shake in anticipation. He presses a kiss on your clit, his hair teasing and tickling your thighs. He hums, sending vibrations through your body. You whine softly, his tongue sliding up and down your wet folds. His lips wrap around your clit, already swollen and sensitive from your first orgasm and you let out a sharp moan. Your hand reaching out, your fingers wrapping in his hair.

Jake moans against your pussy, satisfied, like he was the one receiving. He loved eating your pussy. There was not a single time he would refuse. Ever. You arch your back whispering his name breathless when you feel his tongue in your entrace. His tongue goes in. Warm, deep, while his sharp nose presses on your clit. It drives you insane, making you pull on his hair. He groans at the pain that only adds to the preassure building up in his pants.

"I could do this forever" He murmurs, you can barely hear it but you know that's what he said. "Fuck, come here"

Jake pulls back, you can see his hardness in his pants, his cock straining, begging to be freed. But his attention is all on your pussy right now. He pulls you up by your wrist and lays down. You immediately get the hint and crawl on him. He looked so good beneath you. Your heart pounding has you carefully lower yourself. He's too impatient. His tongue darts out, waiting, while his hands go to your hips and his fingers dig in your flesh with such a force that both of you are sure it will leave bruises.

He can't wait, like a starved dog. He pulls you down on him, making you fully sit, putting all your weight on his face. You moan, feeling his nose rub on your swollen clit.

"Oh, Jake—" You moan sharply unable to control the movement of your hips. You start rolling them on his face, grinding, feeling his wet tongue fucking your hole and his nose sliding in between your folds.

You loved riding his face. Something so attractive and sinful in the way he looked up at you while he was laying down. He had a fire in his dark eyes like he wanted to devour you whole. Your hips shift, like a jolt of electricity was cursing through your body. Oh you're so close to mess up that pretty face of his and he knows it because he doubles up his efforts.

His hands hold you down, pressing you against his face and helping you rub. Your moans become sharper, talking a little nonsense, you're at the verge of your orgasm and you forget that what your riding is his face. Your hips move at a desperate rate on his face, not gentle, rough on him, chasing it, until you do and it's the best feeling you both have felt. Your body almost collapses but he rolls you over, staying between your legs and laps up all your cum, licking you clean.

"Fuck, baby, you taste like fucking heaven." He murmurs breathy and presses his face on your pussy. Not moving or doing anything, just resting his face against it like your pussy is his comfort place. You caress his hair a little. He loved that. "You did so good" He says softly and your body shivers at the praise.

He looks up and quickly crawls up your body, hands on each side of your face. He smirks, his chin covered in cum and he kisses you. Deep kiss, charged with feral, primal need. His teeth tease your lips, his tongue darts out licking yours, making you taste yourself and then his lips move to your neck.

"What else?" He asks, his voice rough. "What else have you been reading. Tell me"

You struggle to speak, still shaking from your orgasm. You're embarrassed and he notices. He pulls back, grabbing your chin. "Tell me"

Oh that tone again, so gentke but clearly, so demanding. His hand slides down. "You're such a messy thing" He says grabbing your pussy, cuping it, full hand. And you moan, still sensitive. "God, you really were masturbating to all that? Since when, mmh? For how long?"

"Jake—"

"I'm not mad, baby. I just wanna know for how long has my girlfriend been jerking off to me" He says mockingly.

"A month"

His body tenses, he is mad. The problem wasn't really you reading. More like the fact that you never even once told him you wanted him to do something. What made him mad is how you waited 'till he was gone and ended up like that.

"Why?" Before you could talk he continues. "Couldn't help it? You have no self-control when it comes to me? Not even a little comon sense? You're just a whore for me? Just like that?" His fingers slide between your folders, it's a little torturing, you're beyond sensitive. "I love and hate that thought"

His fingers slide in, easy, you were so wet from your orgasm mixed with new arousal. The way he called you a whore only made you wanna get destroyed by him right there.

"God, the thought of you needing me so bad that you just had to touch yourself..." He says it like it's a fantasy of his. "But why the hell are you doing that, mmh? Never though of telling me?" His fingers move harder. He was mad yet turned on by the thought. You don't even try to understand, that's just how he is. Besides, you're just shaking and whining beneath him.

"You're a fucking mess, you could've told me" He says as he buries his face in your neck while his fingers move roughly. "You know I'd come home and fuck you all night if you asked me to" His fingers just move faster when he hears you moaning loudly. "Fuck" He whispers kissing your neck feeling his hand getting wetter.

You're so stimulated that you can barely think properly. "What a mess" He whispers. "Fuck I swear to God..." His voice sounds rougher, with anger. "I'm gonna fuck you till you forget your own fucking name, you hear me? He asks with a smirk. "I'm gonna fucking ruin you tonight"

That's all you needed for you to explode. You hold onto him, scratching his back through his clothes. Your pussy explodes, squirting all over him, yourself, and the bed. You cry out a moan, teary eyes, unable to stop and he covers your mouth, not to shut you up but to demonstrate how much power he had over you. Then he presses a kiss on your forhead.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good, baby" He whispers pulling back, Hands to his pants. You pant, he's not letting you catch your breath. His pants are off in seconds followed by his shirt. The view of his bare body in front of you made your pussy throb again, hips rolling up unconsciously. "Fuck, you're such a whore" He whispers and you love it.

"Oh, Jake" You moan and he chuckles.

"You love that, don't you? When I call you a whore" He leans down, his naked body pressing against yours. "Isn't that what you are, darling? A little whore who can't help it but get wet at the mere existence of her boyfriend"

You moan at his words and he bites his lips, hand back in your pussy. You shake, you don't think you can handle it again if he doesn't even let you recover first. "Say it" He whispers, thight circles on your sensitive clit. "Say you're just a fucking whore"

You cry out, moaning, mumbling, his fingers press harder. And you nod dumbly. "Yes, yes, baby, I am" You moan. "I'm a whore for you, baby, yes, yes"

Jake nearly cums at your words and leans to kiss your cheek, it's a tender kiss compared to the way he's treating you right now. "Want me to fuck you, darling? You sound so desperate, of course you do. You can't wait"

You moan when he opens your legs settling between them and his hard cock slides up your folds. You moan again, this time scrating his back. Jake hisses in pain and it just adds to the pleasure. He buries his face in your chest, grabbing one of your breats in his big hand and taking the other one in his mouth. You arch off the bed as he starts rocking his hips, getting his length soaked in your slick.

"Fuck, you're so wet" He murmurs nibbling on your nipple and leaving dark marks around it.

"Jake, Oh my God" You moan, feeling desperate to have him inside. "Jake, baby"

"What?" He says roughly but instinctively kisses your neck softly again, like he can't allow himself to be that harsh with you. "Can't wait? Want me to shove it in already?

"Please"

That shaky, teary plea is all it takes for him to take his cock in his hand and shove it inside you in one go, almost leaving you with no air in your lungs. He gasps too, your warmness wrapping around him in such a prefect way. He buries his face in your neck as he starts thrusting, deep and slow at first. His movements making you scream immediately scratching his arms.

"Oh, fuck" You whine, unable to form coherent words at the moment and he smirks against your skin.

"You like that?" He aks and purposely starts thrusting harder, his hips smacking against yours now and all you can hear in the room is the sound of skin crashing against skin and littke cries mixed with gasps.

He doesn't really let you talk, he's going hard, still a little mad. Jake doesn't usually goes so hard on you, but God he can feel his blood boiling whenever he remembers you just choose not to tell him whenever you were needy. He'll show you how good he can make you feel. "After tonight, you better fucking delete that app"

You feel like he's breaking your body from the way he's fucking you. His hips slam against yours, relentless, and you just hold onto him, letting him absolutely deatroy you. Because it doesn't really matter how hard he was going, you liked it, you know you'd let this man destroy you all night if he decides so. You hold onto his arms feeling your orgasm fluttering closer, making you moan louder, his name joining the mix of noises that fill the room and with one last thrust your body shakes beneath his, orgasm hitting like a tidal wave.

"Ahgh fuck" You manage to say before Jake pulls back. He doesn't pull out, he kisses you deeply. Feral, wild, his teeth taking your lower lip in between them, making you whine. Then he pulls back completely, sitting down and grabbing your hips, lifting them off the bed. "Jake!" You scream when he starts thrusting again. The angle only making it easier for his cock to go deeper. "Jake—"

"You can do it" He groans, his hair stuck on his sweaty forehead. "You're gonna take it" His fingers dig in your hips painfully while he thrust into you.

Your body rocks back and forth at the rythm he ser while your tits jiggle. Jake's eyes focus on them, his heart rate increasing at the view and his hands aching to grip them. And he does, his hands gripping your tits hard while he keeps fucking into you like an animal. You scream scratching his arms. "Jake, baby I ca—"

"You can" He whispers, breathless. "You're gonna take it like the fucking whore you are for me"

And there you go, cumming again at his simple words. Squirting on his cock, making a mess of his lower body. His hands lands on your neck, you moan. He never does that, he doesn't like it, but he knows you do. Your eyes roll back into your head as you try to get yourself together. His hips twitch, he isn't done. You moan, knowing he can least long as hell. It excites you and scares you at the same time. He leans down for another wild kiss before pulling out and turning you around effortlessly. Face down, ass up.

He looks down. Your pussy looks like a mess and it makes him wanna bury his face in it but he holds back on that and shoves his cock back in. His hands on your hips while his start moving again. You moan against the bed, so fucking wrecked that you feel like you'll lose your mind at any second.

"Fuck, you're a mess, God, I kove it" he says lost in the feeling of the orgasm that's about to hit him. He holds back, just wanting to wreck you a little more. His hips move relentlessly, and he leans forward, hand in your lower back, pressing you down on the bed. He groans at the noise your pussy makes with every thrust he gives.

"Fuck, Jake I can't—" Your legs shake again, you're over the edge, way too ovestimulated. "Baby, please! Please" You beg, only pushing him closer to his orgasm. He leans forward, his chest pressed against your back.

"Fuck, baby, I love when you beg, you sound so fucking wrecked" He murmurs, his voice weak, he's about to cum. "Cum again, darling, I know you can do it" He says against your ear. "One more for me, princess"

Oh the way he suddenly started talking gentler, he's definetly back to himself. He can't keep up that dominant attitude forever, not when he's a softie for you. You cum, at the way he keeps whispering you to do it in that needy tone. He's waiting for you do it so he can let go. You moan softly against the bed, he grips your hips thighter when you cum, feeling how you shake. Tears roll down into the bedding from the intensity. And finally, he gives in, cumming inside you. You feel his cock twitching inside, thick cum filling you up for way too long.

Jake falls down next to you, eyes still trying to focus because he can't see anything at all. You sob against the bed, no energy to even turn around. You're wrecked, shaky, overstimulated and your body can't really take anything more. Jake's heart drops when he hears you sob, and he immediately pulls you closer. You sob against his chest, not that you didn't enjoy, but you enjoyed way too much. He kisses the top of your head.

"Shhh, you did so good, baby" He whispers reassuringly. "It's okay, I'm here, I've got you" He hugs you thighter and smiles when you start calming down. "That's it, that's my girl"

You whine softly against his chest and try to move closer searching for that comfort that he always provides you. Jake caresses your back, drawing soft circles in it and pulls back a little.

"You okay?" He asks and smiles at your little nod. "That's my girl" He whispers.

"I'm sorry for not...telling you" You whisper softly and he just shakes his head.

"Shh, just get rid of it" He whispers comforting you. "I'm not mad at you, baby, I just love you so much and I hate that you didn't even tell me whenever you needed me"

"I'm sorry, I don't know why I didn't aither"

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Jake is humming a song while caressing your stomach. You're lying on your back, with your phone in your hand right after unstalling the app. He kisses your shoulder softly, looking at your screen while you do other stuff on your phone. He nuzzles your shoulder and you smile knowing he's for sure back to being sweet and lovely and unable to hold back his love for you and his need to be touching you even in a non-sexual way.

"Baby" He says softly but serious. You hum indicating him to continue. "I'm serious, tell me when you feel needy, I'm here for you, I will never deny you anything. Even if I'm out, I'll fucking run back home if you need me to"

You chuckle. "I guess I didn't wanna disturb you when you were out with the boys"

Jake groans. "Baby I'll go to the end of the world and back for you, stop messing with me."

You feel like your heart is going to explode at his words and you just turn around and kiss him softly. His lips quickly following your rythm. A slow loving rythm as his body settles back on top of you and you let him. Because even if you're tired, you'd do anything for him, you'd let him ruin you over and over again. He places gentle kisses on your neck and whispers, leaving a fuzzy sensation within you. "One more?" And you nod against his neck making him giggle. "You got it, love"

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You moan softly against your hand, eyes rolling to the back of your head. Jake works his tongue on you from behind. He moans against your pussy. You had waited 'til the end of his period to ask him a question about the class but instead you got bent over his desk with his face buried in your pussy. It had been like this all week. Every day, after his period, in his classroom, he'd eat you out, every time better than the last one. Sometimes you would suck him off. Mostly, he'd prefer to have you on his face. You rock your hips back against his face and he chuckles.

"Mmh, like that, baby" He murmurs behind you as you grab the edge of the table and whine softly.

"I'm close—"

"Good" He says while his fingers press on your clit for more pleasure. You moan again. "Quiet"

You try, you really try but when the knot in your stomach explodes and your orgasm hits. You only see stars. Jake cleans you up with his tongue, helping you ride your orgasm. Once your breathe calms down, he kisses you ass cheek and bites it softly.

"God you taste so damn good, I could do it all day" He murmurs standing up to help you get off the table. He kisses your neck from behind and sits down on his chair with you on his lap. "You okay?

You nod leaning back against his body, resting your head back against his shoulder. He looks down and his cock throbs in his pants at the view of you looking so spent. You whine softly when he caresses your body. "What was that question you had about class?" He asks gently with a soft smile that only makes you blush intensely. You whine again, softly, sweetly, nuzzling his neck a little.

"The theorem" You murmur, his scent making you feel drunk. "It's so hard" You say again, all lost in the aftermath of your orgasm.

Jake chuckles, his hands holding you against him. "Oh look at you, so cuddly" He murmurs. "You liked it that much, princess?" And you nod, no shame. "Thought so"

Jake feels like he could die. Having you in his arms makes him feel all fuzzy and at the same time in so much power. You're all spread, sitting on his lap, nuzzling his neck, talking nonsense, all wet and sticky from your orgasm, a complete mess. And he knows it's because of him. He knows he did this to you. He knows you're like this only for him. And it drives him crazy.

"Jake?" You say softly seeing how he got lost in his thoughts. He snaps back quickly. "Will you explain it to me?"

Jake looks down at his wrist and frowns. "Oh, angel, I wish I could, but look, it got so late" He says looking down at you. "I'm so sorry darling"

"But the exam is tomorrow" You say, sitting straight, a little scared. "I asked you—"

"It's not that I don't want to, princess" He says. "I just cannot keep you here for longer, they'll notice you're missing" He sighs and removes some hair from your face. "Let's do something..."

"What" You look at him, waiting, nervous, you need to pass that exam.

"Later today, I'll call you, okay? And we can have like an online review of the exam" He says and right now he just sounds like any other teacher, if we forget that you're half-naked on his lap, of course. "You okay with that?"

You nod quickly, agreeing with him for an online review. You had no idea how you'd handle having his voice on your ear for that long without getting your panties off your body but all you needed to do was pass that exam with good grades because you got a B on the last exam and your mom was mad.

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You felt like a total mess. It was infurating, frustrating but at the same time, so hot the way Jake turned you on. He didn't even have to do anything, just his mere existence made your legs shake and your pussy throb with need. The fact that now you get eaten out by him on a daily basis doesn't help. You shake slightly, sweat all over you, hand between your legs. Yes, again, you were just touching yourself for him. Thinking about how he gets hard for you, about the times you've touched him, about the way his nose runs down your pussy. "Jake" You whine softly, bedding wet again, fingers deep inside you. You wanted more, more than just a head on a tuesday afternoon in his classroom. You wanted to have him inside you.

Every time you saw him get hard, every time you took his cock in your hands to pleasure him with your mouth you could only think about how he'd feel inside you. How he'd stretch you out, push deep, hit that spot that you can't reach. Your mind only raises with more and more thoughts. Jake balls deep into you, kisses all over you because you know he's so fucking gentle with you. Pretty pet names and praises coming out his lips while he absolutely destroys you.

Your phone rings, eyes open abruptly, the ringtone disturbing your fantasy, interrupting the perfect rythm your fingers had. You reach for it to turn down whoever is calling. You weren't expecting the name that showed up on the screen. And then it's like your brain shifts. The online review. Fuck. You remove your fingers from your pussy and pick up, still twitching with need in your bed, not knowing what to do but desperate to hear his voice.

"Hey, angel" He says softly, enough to make you gasp and squeeze your thighs together. "You okay?" He chuckles. If he knew.

"Y-yeah..." You say softly, trying to sit down but he speaks again and it only makes your head spin, falling back again, legs squeezing and moving.

"So, just calling to let you know we can start whenever you want, we'll do a little facetime so you can have a better visual of what I'll—" He stops, he knows something's off, you're too easy to read even on call. "Sweetheart are you there?" He asks.

Your heart beating like it's running marathon at the new petname. He was being so fucking sweet with you while you were here, spread out in your bed and fighting the urge to moan and touch yourself while he speaks in your ear. He called in such an unfortunate moment. Right when you were imagining his dick buried in you.

"Yes" you say, breathy. He notices immediately. "Just woke up" You lie, and he knows it.

"Just woke up?" He says, sweet, but he's smirking, like he knows and continues talking, waiting for the right second where you fall apart for him. "Oh, darling, I'm so sorry to hear that I woke you up" He says, faking this time. "If you want I can call later, maybe?

"No." You quickly say, way too fast. Like you're possessed. "Please" And there it is, falling apart.

Jake's cock throbs at your trembling voice. "Oh?" He reacts immediately. He knew that "please" wasn't you asking him to explain you that theorem. "You want me to stay, baby?"

You nod, forgetting he can't see you and then you manage to talk again. "Yes"

"I'll stay, darling" He says softly, knowing exactly what he's doing. "Do you want me talk to you, mmh?" He says, teasing, waiting to see how you'll confess what you so clearly were doing.

"Yes" You whisper, weakly, oh you were slowly falling apart. You couldn't help it, it was so easy to melt to his voice.

"How adorable, did i catch you doing something?" He asks, your heartbeat quickening, hands fisting the phone and the bedsheet, still fighting the urge to bury your hand in between your legs.

"Jake—" You try to speak, but you're almost shaking.

"Of course I did, your voice is telling me everything about it." He chuckles biting his lips. "Were you thinking of me, baby? Thinking of what I do to you every day? What I still haven't done to you?"

You moan, unable to hold back anymore. back arching off the bed.

"Talk to me darling, tell me what you want" He says softly, filthy in some way.

"Jake I—" You gasp softly. "I want you" You confess. Not like he didn't know that. "I can't do this" You continue, weak, vulnerable.

"You want me?" He asks teasingly.

"Oh yes" you whine like you're in pain from not having him.

Jake chuckles, his cock already hard in his pants. He bites his lips, thoughts immediately raising. "What are you wearing, baby?"

Your heart skips a beat when he asks that and you feel embarrassed to even answer it. "Just a shirt"

Jake almost goes into cardiac arrest at the though of you almost naked. "In bed?" You nod and hum. He smiles, finding you adorable. "Jesus christ" He whispers. "You sound desperate, what a mess" He chuckles, his hand eager to touch himself. "I bet you're soaked" You moan softly. "Yes, you are"

"Jake— Jake please" You say, not really knowing what you're begging for exactly.

"Yes darling? What do you want me to do?" He asks softly again, his hand slowly moving to his growing cock. "Want me to help, mmh?

"Oh God, yes, please" You moan gripping the sheets.

"Oh baby, why are you torturing yourself, go ahead and keep touching yourself for me" The second he gives you permission your hand is buried in between your thighs again. Fingers searching for your clit and a curse escaping your lips. "I'll guide you, baby, don't worry"

Fuck, he'll guide you. That's all there is in your mind right now. Your back arches off the bed.

"How wet are you?" He asks. It was impressive how sweet his tone always sounded compared to the filthy words he said.

"So wet, Jake, I can't—" He smiles at how overwhelmed you sound.

"Shhh, easy, just listen to my voice" He says and smirks at your whiny voice. "I want you to get your pretty fingers soaked in your own juices, then spread it around"

You moan at how dirty he sounded and immediately do as he asks. Your fingers already soaked and spreading the wetness around your pussy and even your inner thighs. Jake was loving it even though he couldn't see it.

"That's it baby, now find your clit and and give it some touches for me. Imagine it's my fingers doing it for you, do it like you know I would" He orders carefully. You're so desperate that you can't wait until he's done and your fingers are already working your clit.

You were so desperate that your clit was already swollen and so, so sensitive. You arch your back. "Jake..." You whine and he chuckles.

"Good girl" He whispers palming his cock through the fabric of his pants. "Now slide them down baby, I want those fingers sliding down your folds"

It was so dirty that you were sure you were getting way wetter at his words. You do as he says, fingers slippery and sticky sliding down. Up and down while he keeps talking. Praising.

"You like that, baby? When I tell you you're doing good?" You moan and nod desperately. He knows you're probably nodding and chuckles. "Words, love"

"Oh God, yes, please tell me I'm good"

He chuckles at your desperation, never in his life has he met anyone so desperate for him. "You're such a mess for me. You'd do anything for me to praise you, huh?"

"Yes" You say breathy and whimpery almost immediately.

Jake nearly moans at your response his hands quickly reaching his pants, undoing them and pulling out his cock. "Fuck" He whispers. "You're gonna regret saying that later" He leans his head back. "Just keep touching yourself for me, okay?"

You keep going, faster, whining loudly.

"Slide your fingers in for me" Jake orders, breathy, his hand moving up and down on his cock.

You arch your back when you do it. You're so fucking wet that your fingers go in easily. You're sure that you could fit another finger but for now, two is fine. Your hand moves fast, Jake's groans on the other side of the line pushing you closer.

"That's it, baby, just like that, such a good girl" He whisper and moans, unable to hold it. "Oh God, I wish I was there with you" He says out of breath, whimpery. "Fuck, baby, I'd make you feel so good" His hand moves relentless, up and down, squeezing, imagining it's your pussy wrapped around it.

"Jake" You moan, pussy making the dirtiest noises. "Jake, I'm gonna cum" You warn.

"Wait a little, darling, until I tell you, can you do that for me? I know you can do it" He says lost in his pleasure.

You moan in response slowing down to delay your orgasm until he tells you. All because you wanna be good and get praised.

Jake moves his hand, whimpering almost in your ear. "Fuck, baby, I want to fuck you so badly" He confesses making you arch your back and see stars. "You have no idea how much I'm holding back every time I see you"

You moan at his words. You wanna ask him why is he holding back. You've had plenty of opportunities this week yet he didn't take them. However he interrupts you.

"Fuck, I'm so close" He whispers. "Cum with me, princess"

You start moving your fingers faster again, synchronizing with him. Both of you moan and gasp and finally the orgasms hit, almost at the same time.

"Oh fuck" You hear him say. "Oh—Oh...Jesus"

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You set your phone on your desk biting your lip, cam app open. Your eyes sharp and your door locked. A knot in your throat from how nervous you are. You've never done this. You've always been quite reserved, never even took a single nude in your life. But lord, Jake. Jake's existence just hits you like a train at high speed. He's just that man that drives you insane. That man that makes you forget all your values. You'd do anything for him. You know for sure since the first time he ate you out two weeks ago, that exact moment is what convinced you: You'd do anything for him and more just to get his attention and specially, his praises.

After having sex through the phone with Jake last week, you and him have been texting a lot, not just sexual, but also just casual. He's always sweet, attentive and he helps you with homework. He never tells you the answers but he loves to help. He's a funny guy too and he likes to overshare about himself. He's always askinghow your day is going, how are you, if you ate. His attention makes your heart flutter.

Phone sex also happened again, and again, and again. And yesterday, after you two finished, he asked you to make a little video for him. This is probably what he meant when he said you'd regret saying you'd do anything for him just to get praised. The thing is, you don't. You don't regret it, you don't even feel shameful.

You press record and lean back, laying in your bed, legs open, completely naked. Your fingers sliding down to your tits, squeezing them, your mind easily creating the fantasies you so like to have about Jake when you touch yourself. Your hand slide lower, reaching your pussy, wet already. The single though of recording yourself for him was arousing and had you turned on all day.

You hiss at the sensation of your fingers on your clit and moan once you start moving them in tight circles. "Jake—" You moan softly, his name coming out so easily, like your lips were always meant to say that single word.

You slide your fingers up and down on your wet folds, so sticky and messy. You bring your fingers up to your face and make direct eye contact with your phone as you take them in your mouth, sucking, and then down again, placing them at your entrance. A silent moan reflected in your face when your dig your fingers in. Jake was gonna lose it, you knew it. Your fingers start moving in and out, everything on a perfect angle for the camera to capture.

You moan, feels good and the thought that Jake will watch it later and probably get off to it only pushes you closer. You moan again, your fingers desperate to reach deeper and deeper, Not quite giving you the same pleasure his fingers or mouth give you but close to make your pussy sound beautifully disgusting. You can feel yourself getting wetter, you can hear it. Your fingers are soaked, making you whine his name over and over again while shaking. You feel the stickiness spread to your inner thighs and before you know it, your hips lift off the bed and you squirt all over yourself and the bedsheets as your orgasm hits.

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3:30 a.m [Voice Note] Mr. Sim: "God I just came three times to that video, you looked so sexy, baby, you did so good. I swear, you're a fucking goddess."

You blush at his voice note. His voice is sleepy, tired, spent. He clearly sent that audio immediately after cuming and it just made you blush even more. And his accent behind every word only made you fantasize again.

3:34 a.m [Text] You: Really? It was messy...

3:35 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: You did amazing

3:35 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: The perfect mess for me

You bite your lip and smirk, feeling proud of yourself for doing it. Not a single piece of regret in your body, only that good feeling of doing something for the man you're so obsessed with and him prasing you for it.

3:38 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Bet you're smiling

3:38 a.m [Text] You: Nope

3:38 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Say no all you want but when I have you pressed against my desk you're saying yes to anything I say

His text almost turned you on again but you try to stay calm and think of an answer.

3:39 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Cute

3:39 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Nothing to say?

3:38 a.m [Text] You: 🙄

3:40 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: You should sleep

3:40 a.m [Text] You: Okay

3:41 a.m [Text] You: Have a good night

3:41 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Good girl

3:42 a.m [Text] Mr. Sim: Sleep well :)

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[Part 2] ₍^. .^₎⟆

[Part 3] ₍^. .^₎⟆ - you're here ! (˶˃⤙˂˶)

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