“I often fantasize about Jacob barging into my room after an especially rough fight club experience, all beaten up and bloody but also pretty smug, then pushing me up against the wall face first and fucking me hard without a word. The thought of his harsh breath on my neck and the sweet sound of his strained groans make me all worked up real fast. Just imagine the pace and the way he’d take anyone while that good dose of adrenaline still coursing through his system. Mhmm~”

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