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I seemed to be the only person I knew who didn’t swear.
It wasn’t an issue to some.
Others found it weird.
My parents loved that I was a lady.
Jake? Well, Jake wants those words to be saved only for him.
Too lost in my head, I forget about the clamps until he pulls them, making my eyes bounce to find his.
“I’m waiting.” He growls impatiently, then slaps my ass and pulls me in close, my body now pressed against his, my hardened nipples brushing against his chest, and our bodies taut with lust.
“That mouth isn’t dirty...” He smirks when I press my hips forward. “Yet.”
“I…”
He pushes in closer so I can feel him against my clit, and I lick my lips.
“Jake.”
“Hmm…” he hums, his eyes fixed on my breasts.
“I want you to fuck me now.”
His body stills.
His eyes, so dangerous, find mine.
“Fuck. I think I might come with your words alone.” I can’t help the small giggle that leaves me. “Tell me… how do you want it,” he says, his mouth finding my neck. “Nice and slow…” he kisses his way down, “or rough?”
“Both. Just please fuck me.” That word feels good to say to him. Only him, though. I would never say that to any other person in my life.
He pulls away and steps back. As he does, I remove the panties and wait for his instruction.
“Turn around, place your hands on the bed, and spread your legs.” I get into position without asking any questions. Jake comes up behind me, and his hand trails down my back before it stops on my ass. I feel him tease my entrance. “Rough,” he says and before I can say anything, he also whispers, “Gentle.” And then he slides straight into me. His hands find my hair, and he curls it around his fist, pulling my head back as he slides in and out.
“Tell me, do you want me to fuck you faster or slower?” he asks firmly.
“Slower,” I whisper.
He slows his thrusts and ever so gently pulls all the way out of me. I feel the loss straight away and go to turn my head, but he grips my hair tighter.
“Say it,” he whispers, his cock returning and teasing me again. “Say it, Oriana.”
“Fuck me,” I murmur.
“That’s my girl.” He moans before he slides straight back in.
He fucks me until I see stars, and when I think I can’t possibly stand a second longer, he makes me come. Then he flips me over, slides straight back into me, and lifts my legs over his shoulders.
This time he goes slow, his fingers finding my mouth and sliding over my lips, as he takes me in.
“You are mine. You get that, right?” Unable to speak, I simply nod. “Good. Now let me show this cunt how much I love it.” He pulls out, backs away a few inches, then leans down and places his mouth on my clit. My flesh is sore and hypersensitive, but he shows it the respect it deserves and tastes it so tenderly.
I’m lost in him.
And at the end, when I’m delirious…
I think I even agreed to marry him.
