‘Me and Jacob had a quarrel and haven’t been talking for while. When I go to bed, he presses me into the mattress. “No good night?” “No!” “Are you sure? Because when you say “no” it is usually means “yes”, love,” he giggles but I kick him in the face. “No means no!” He wipes small drop of blood from his lips. “You’re lying!” Despite me hitting him, Jacob captures my mouth with his roughly as I try to push him away, but his blood tastes so good for some reason. “Fuck you!” I roar and he laughs. “Yes, please.” His lips crash into mine again and I give up, because he’s right – I want him so damn much. He fucks my brains out ruthlessly, leaving me all sore with the taste of his cum on my lips. I savor this moment while both of us are lying in bed tired, but happy.’

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