‘I normally don’t go for standing missionary, but lately the thought of being pinned against the wall tightly by the wrists by Jacob’s grasp, seeing his lustful gaze as he stares deeply into my eyes while he strips us both down, just makes my loins boil. The warmth from his bare skin against mine makes me heat up instantly. The feel of his stubble grazing against my skin as he leaves bite marks and hickeys on my neck and shoulders makes me shiver with excitement. The roughness from his grasp on my wrists, that would most likely leave bruises, makes me yearn for him. And as I wrap my legs around his waist, awaiting the feel of his hard and hot length enter deeply inside me with one full thrust makes me quiver. His husky voice whispering sweet nothings in my ear just excites me more to where it leads me closer and closer to the edge as he thrusts harder and faster. And right when we reach our blissful release we just continue with several other positions until neither of us can no longer move by the cause of exhaustion. *sighs* How I wish moments like these with this man could last forever.’

Confession [@mysterous1412]
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