Warning: this story includesmature themes including; profanity, strong humor, death , 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐜𝗼𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, and fear. If you are not comfortable with these things please do not read this book. I also used the hit tv show 'the vampire diaries' for inspiration so credits to Julia. Thank you for listening.
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༆ 3rd person point of view
Jake lays Marisa on her queen-sized bed and gently kisses her lips. Although his actions were gentle, his intentions were hungry and lustrous as he positioned himself on top of her.
Marisa deepens the kiss by kissing him back, not hiding her intentions.
The two were having a little day to themselves and this is how they ended the night. That one thing everyone is raving about, the phenomenal sex.
Their make-out session was interrupted by Marisa pulling her shirt off. Jake looks at her, admiring her confidence; that turned him on more than anything else about her.
Jake begins to unclothe himself, preparing for a beautiful Marisa. She helps him out his shirt and he unbuttoned his pants.
He goes in to embrace her soft, pink lips again. Just as Marisa leans in, he stops.
"What", Marisa quickly says between panting.
"Did you hear that?", a nervous Jake replies.
"Jake, stop playing.", she then holds his face and kisses him.
He kisses her back, stroking her plump thighs as he continues; causing her to let out a moan. Jake slips his tongue in her mouth, starting a fire in her core.
He stops again.
A sexually frustrated Marisa lifts herself off the bed.
"What the fuck, Jake." She says annoyed.
" You're telling me, you didn't hear that?" He raises his voice a little in his response.
She rolls her eyes.
"No jake, if it's bothering you so much make it stop." She raised her voice as well.
"Ok", he says sternly. It's crazy how fast moods change.
He gets up and rebuttoned his pants. He goes to where the source of the noise was, the window.
His bravery was only to mask his fear since it's not manly to have that emotion. He quickly opens the window and is relieved when the wind blows on him.
"If you don't want to have sex with me, just say that." She says, rolling those eyes again.
He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion and utter annoyance.
