Jacob is coming! I can feel his odour in the air. I can hear his quick steps. And finally, he is before me.
He looks at me with his cheeky smirk and my mind already flies toward endless paradises of pleasure.
“Jacob, do you know that every your single step makes wetter my thighs, don’t you?”
“Oh yes, but I’m able to make them still wetter, honey!”
“Well…show me!”
“I’d love nothing more!”
‘I have a really hard time playing Rogue, because I can’t stop thinking about all the naughty things I want to do to Shay.’
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‘I’m such a whore for male sex sounds that it’s actually a turn off for me if the guy I’m having sex with is quiet with only the occasional soft grunting reminding me that he’s still into the act. I want him noisy and there’s nothing that can convince me otherwise that Jacob is a real moaner in bed. Loud, uninhibited, and just downright sinful. I actually came hard while I was masturbating the other night because I imagined that I was giving him a blowjob and he couldn’t stop moaning those beautifully erotic sounds. Can you even imagine how he’d be like if he needed to stay quiet, like if you’re having sex in a public place? It’s so hot just thinking about Jacob biting on a pillow or even his own hand because he’s trying so hard to keep the noises in. I think this is the reason why my favourite sex position fantasy with Jacob is the spooning position, because I would imagine his mouth pressed against the back of my ear (which is quite sensitive) and the sounds he is making would set me off quicker than him playing with my clit.’
“I’d like to sit Evie on a chair, placing my knee between her thighs to caress her shoulders as slowly pulling her shirt off, kissing her neck and fondling her boobs till I hear that soft moan escaping her bitten lips. I sit on her lap kissing her and slowly grind while brushing my thirsty hands against her twitching back. Getting my head gradually down on her and leave my fingers to slide her naked torso, seductively stick out my butt to her as I lick her until she squirt warm juices on my lips.”
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I run. In London streets, I run! I want run away from my duties, from my obligations and from my marriage. Tomorrow I marry the worst man in the city. Tomorrow I marry Crawford Starrick because of an old debt of my father. I’m running but I’m tired so I stop in a little alley for taking breath and he comes. He comes always when I need him. It is a long time that we are lovers. Secretely, we meet and we live our love. I’m breathless while he comes closer to me. He pushes me against the wall, loosing my corset and I feel his strong and warm hands on my breasts.
His tongue leaves thin and wet strips on my neck. His lips bite my nipple and I’ve already lost my control. His hands lift my skirt and he pushes his horny cock inside of me. No sweetness. Only pure desire. We have not much time. His cock slides inside me, fast. Always faster. His finger on my clit melts me completely but all that I want is hearing him to moan. “Please, Jacob…I’m coming!” This is my desperate moan while every bit of my defense collapses and I come like never before. And he satisfies me, moaning deeply while he fills me. Completely. I don’t want to go but I have to. And he knows well. So he comes closer to my ear and he whispers these wonderful words before he vanishes in the fog.
“Tomorrow you will not marry Starrick. Trust me!”
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Just Jacob being sexy 😉
Second image on the left is close to Jacob’s ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) face, hmmm? Wonderful art as always @iceplatinum! May we use it in future confession edits? 😀
I imagine that I have Lucy Thorne tied to the wall completely naked. She is horny. She protests about being tied up but is more frustrated by the fact that she can’t touch herself. I stand there with a huge grin on my face as I watch her squirm in her restraints. After a while my own arousal gets the better of me and I throw myself against the Templar. I kiss her fiercely and suddenly feel her gasping against my face when my fingertips slowly work against her centre. She is bucking against me and crying out for release. I give Lucy a sly smile, “I’ll give you what you want,” I whisper, “But you must promise to fuck me senseless afterwards.” Lucy gives me a knowing look and I thrust my fingers into her sopping wet core. I barely needed to touch Lucy’s over sensitive clit and she climaxes hard. Once Lucy has come down from her orgasm, she turns her gaze back to me, “Now get me out of these restraints. It’s your turn, darling.” As I loosened the ropes from around Lucy’s body, I could barely contain myself. I was wet already.
‘I like to think that as a fellow British Assassin, Jacob’s teasing and low-key flirting would be a usual part of life, so THAT night after I’d been defeated in the fight club didn’t seem that different. While being patched up, lounging on the sofa, I’d not notice his wandering hands, the touches gradually getting closer, until I opened my eyes as the lightest kiss over my lips. He’d been towering over me, the kisses then beginning to grow heated before the roughest night imaginable.’
‘Arno on top of me; his hands pinning my wrists down to the bed; Arno inside me, his impressive length penetrating me, his breath hot against my neck and his voice cool and caressing as he whispers my name. He’s about to come; I can feel him shudder, he bites into my neck and I feel the pleasurable sensation of his hot seed filling me. I wrap my thighs around his waist and I do not let go until he is done.’
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