The thing I want the most is Jacob who screams my name during his orgasm. Or when he repeats it, almost whispers in that sexy low husky voice of his, simultaneously caressing my hair, unaware that he’s doing it. He just watches me sucking him off so good that it prevents him from thinking about anything else. 

“Come for me, Jacob,” I say with a wicked smile, pumping his shaft near my open lips, licking them and his tip in anticipation. “Come for me, baby,” I ask him again, until his seed splashes all over my tongue. And he screams the only word that he can remember right now – my name.

Confession [@madamretto]