Bad Baby

19

(A/N: i swear if there's any comments abt morning breath, i will FLIPPPP — let's just pretend that this book is a happy place, where no morning breath exists!!<3)

I woke up to gentle kisses being left on the side of my neck. I groaned quietly, slowly fluttering my eyes open and adjusting to the light coming from my window since I had been too tired yesterday to close the blinds.

Usually, I would have been upset at someone waking me up from such a deep and relaxing sleep, but once my eyes landed on Jacob - wearing only dark boxers and giving me a bright smile with the duvet covering his legs - there was no way I felt at all annoyed that he'd woken me up.

He was supporting himself up by his elbow beside me, and I tried not to think that this was way too early in the morning for me to be craving him like this.

Jacob shirtless and with bed-hair was definitely a health hazard.

"You sleep so long," he told me, still smiling happily, "I was getting bored".

I let out a laugh, running my hands over my face to somehow wake myself up better. I was wearing a simple white tee shirt and sports bra, as well as black sweatpants, that I had changed into last night.

Heat filled my entire body and a shiver of need ran down my spine as Jacob cupped my jaw and leaned closer to kiss me.

I was taken aback by this but definitely didn't mind it as I kissed him back. I brought my hands up to softly feel the skin on the sides of his face.

"Bored, huh?" I teased, a grin forming on my lips against his when I felt something straining his boxers; making them even tighter. Jacob let out a shaky breath, lips brushing against mine as he pushed himself against my thigh to create some friction for himself.

"I-I'm sorry," his voice was so low, still rubbing his clothed member shamelessly against my thigh to gain pleasure.

This turned me on beyond words; Jacob turned on in a way that he was slowly beginning to lose control as well as his nervousness, just going with his primal need.

"Don't be sorry, baby," I told him, gently kissing him again as my hand began travelling down, down and down, until I was able to slide it into his boxers.

A low groan rumbled up from his chest and he deepened the kiss, once I had taken a tender grip on his hot and hard member.

I didn't think this man could turn me on further until he swiftly situated himself between my thighs to hover over me. I began moving my hand along him, slowly jerking him off.

I almost whined into our kiss, just wanting to have him inside of me. I wanted to know if he was slow and gentle, or unable to help himself once he gave in to the primal need to fuck; hard and fast. Just the thought of that had me going wild.

"Can I- can I touch you, Isis?" his voice was so low and quiet, my back arched a little. Jacob pulled back a little to be able to find my eyes with his, as I continued moving my hand along his length with a steady speed and amount of pressure.

His dark eyes searched mine, seeming wide awake while I was still on the brink of being fully awake after being woken up by him. "You want to touch me?" I hummed with a soft smile forming on my lips.

With an excited nod, he gave me the purest and sweetest smile. I was seriously beginning to like this man way too much.

We had taken showers after our morning fun, before we sat down at the island table opposite each other, with a bowl of cereal in front of each of us.

"Do you want to tell me now?" Jacob suddenly asked. It took me a moment to realise what he meant.

"Last night, before Victor came over-" he had started explaining before I nodded with understanding.