( okay, let's just be honest here. I'm not going to remind you EVERY SINGLE TIME that this is mature content and if you don't understand STILL that this is going to be very mature content, I suggest you exit out. )
*probably always going to be Bertha's POV just saying*
We walk up the stairs to my room.
As we are walking, I can tell that Jacob is planning something.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask him.
"Oh..... nothing, just how beautiful you are, Bertha." He says like he's hiding something.
I smile.
"Well thank you, Jacob." I say uneasily.
We get to my room and I open the door.
"Here it is! My room isn't very impressive, I know, but it will do!" I say smiling at him.
He looks at me and dramatically drops the chipotle bag.
"Yes. It will DO." He says looking at me with that smirk.
Before I know it, he pushes me into the room and slams the door.
"I've been wanting to do this since the moment I met you Bertha."
And with that sentence, he pushes me up against the wall and starts passionately kissing me.
"Jacob..... wait.." I say barely able to get a word out.
I let out a loud moan.
"Oh so you like this hm?" He says now forcing his tongue in my mouth.
I can't say I don't like it,
In fact, I love it.
It was just....
unexpected.
A/N
WHAT A CLIFFHANGER
WILL HE HAVE SEX WITH HER? OR WILL HE CHOOSE THE CHIPOTLE OVER HAVING SEX WITH HER?
READ THE NEXT CHAPTER TO FIND OUT
deuces.
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Jacob Sartorious Wet Imagines x
Fantasylet your imagination run wild. (drama + sex)