Little Things.

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~That's your main character, Raven. Jacob's coming soon..~

It's always the little things that get me going. Like when he brushes his cool, soft fingers against my cheek and down my neck. Or when he nibbles on my jaw. Or when he lifts me up into his strong arms and presses me firmly against the wall. Just little things..
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"Raven, come on! If we're late, my mom will kill us!" His voice rang unmistakably through the small apartment. This morning had been an adventure.
I blushed as I jumped my way into my jeans. "Yeah, yeah," I said under my breath. Always so pushy. It wasn't like we haven't ever been late before, but his mom was scary when she was mad. I slid a cropped sweatshirt on and I bounded into the bathroom before he could, first.
His voice muffled through the thick wood of the door, "Ah, Raven, no," he complained, "we don't have time for this! You better be just brushing your teeth." I giggled as I heard him slump in defeat against the door and onto the ground. I opened the door after a good 5 minutes and I lightly stepped over him, making a little "Hmph!" as I did.
I got in the car and waited, proving to him that I could be ready in less tire than he could. I watched as he got in on the driver's side.
"Why do we have to go to your mom's house?" I asked, "she hates me!" I crossed my arms over my chest, my breasts bouncing along with my arms. My mouth twitched a little in satisfaction as he stared at them, making a desperate face. I took this opening eagerly, hoping I could change his mind. My hand slid and pressed against the side of his neck while my lips pressed against the other side. He moaned, but kept his eyes open. I'd have to try harder. I slid to the edge of my seat and then raised my right leg, flipping myself over so that I was on his lap. I pulled the collar of his shirt down while I kissed and sucked on the nape of his neck eagerly, really getting into it. I could feel my panties getting wetter by the minute..
He finally gave in as I unintentionally started to grind against him. Sorry not sorry. He grabbed my waist possessively, controlling my grinding. I had no problem with that. He opened the car door and grabbed my ass, shoving me against him as he walked into the apartment.
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Once we managed to get through the threshold, he slammed the door closed, pushing me against our bedroom wall. I moaned as he kissed my neck hungrily, leaving me breathless every time his teeth made contact with my skin. I bit my lip as I felt his bulge press against my folds and I moaned his name.
"Jacob.." I sighed. I always used his full name when something pleased me. He liked that.
I gripped his dark, thick hair as he moved then, quickly, pressing me into the soft sheets of our bed. He impatiently pulled off my jeans along with my lace-filled thong. He undressed himself after he unhooked my bra and slipped my shirt over my head. His fingers caressed the skin on my side as his other arm held himself up, making sure I held none of his weight. My legs automatically wrapped themselves around his waist, my fingers trailing lightly up and down his back. His lips cupped themselves perfectly around my right nipple, sucking and licking at the same time. I didn't have time to moan as he slid himself inside me. He massaged my breasts, making me arch my back and throw my hands up. I grabbed at the sheets as he penetrated deeper and harder into me.
I moaned his name, "Jacob, b-baby, please.. Don't stop." He grabbed my sides, his strong fingers feeling like electric shots through my body. I loved it when he grabbed me.
"I love you, Raven." He told me right as he same inside of me.. Then I did. Loud.
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⏰ Last updated: Aug 16, 2018 ⏰

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