‘I love waking up to the feeling of Jacob snuggling me. He would already be awake and would pull me closer to him, my back pressed tightly against him. I’d pretend to be asleep, curious to see what he has in mind. Sometimes, he’d simply snuggle (he’d still fondle me, of course, the sly bastard). Most of the time, however, he’d try “waking” me up by grinding against me, playing with my nipples, fingering me (or all of them). He might even be so horny he wouldn’t even wait for me to “wake up” – he’d simply push his cock inside me, surprised that I’m already wet even when I’m still “asleep.” I’d keep pretending to be asleep just to hear him moan, “Wake up, love, I want to hear and see you.” I’d try to resist, but there’s just no way I could for long.

‘I’d reach back and grab his ass, urging him deeper, but being the tease that he is his slow pace would stay the same. He’d play with my breasts and clit, his lips in my ear, alternating between whispering sweet little praises (“You feel so good”) and growling downright obscene words (“Moan for me, my little slut”). He’d keep fucking me in this unhurried state for a long time. The perfect definition of a slow burn. ;)’