submission

Jacob and I thought of playing a prank on Henry as it was his birthday. But we stopped dead in front of Henry’s room door when we heard moaning. The door was not shut properly (how careless of Henry!) We took a peek and saw Henry and Evie, I thought he found it shocking to see what we just saw together. He closed the door as gently as he could and took my hand. We went into his room and he threw himself on the bed.

“I cannot believe what I just saw,” he said. It was mean of me to laugh at him but I did not laugh long when he grabbed me and kissed my lips while grasping at my breast. “Judging from your kisses, Jacob, you seem hungry,” I said. He stopped and said, “And only you can satisfy that hunger.” I looked at him and I knew he was serious when he said that. He nibbled at my neck, knowing my neck was sensitive.

Things got more heated up between us and he peeled my clothes leaving me naked before him. “That’s not fair!” I said seeing he was still clothed. Jacob smirked and started tasting my skin with his tongue. His fingers stimulating my clit giving me ecstatic pleasure. He flicked my nipple with his tongue causing me to beg for him. “So, who is hungry, now?” he teased, stopping. I grin and took off his clothes. There he was, in front of me, naked and smirking.

He lied me down and went between my legs. He gently pushed himself in. It felt good to feel him filling is length inside me. He tried to be gentle but I knew he was hungry when he picked up his pace. I dug my nails into his flesh as he thrust deep inside me. That powerful thrust caused me to reach an orgasm. “You are so wet, you naughty girl!” he teased, putting his thumb on my clit. His thrusts got powerful while he rubbed my clit. It was euphoric that our moans got louder. He forced himself in as we both came at the same time. Jacob collapsed next to me, catching his breath.

The door swung open when we were about to cuddle (over the sheets, mind you). At the door, Evie and Henry stood, fully clothed. Henry looked horrified and walked out of the door in a hurry but as calm as possible. “It is you two! We thought it was some dying animals. Lock the door or put a sock on the knob next time.” Evie said, closing the door behind her. I looked at Jacob and Jacob looked at me. “Look who is talking? She’s given her birthday present, I’ll give mine.” Jacob commented. “My birthday isn’t until next year, Jacob,” I replied. “Whatever, but you enjoyed our sexy time,” he grinned. Then, without a care in the world as we continued cuddling in all our naked glory.

The night was spent quietly. Nobody had searched me and I had slept in the warm and strong arms of my Jacob, safely. But now the sunrise was coming and I have to go away. I stay a bit still at the window, in our little apartment, admiring the last stars of the night and wearing his white shirt. Suddenly his breath on my neck and his hands on my breasts. The usual Jacob. Fast, rough and so sexy! Sexy and burning like hell!  “It’s wonderful the quiet of the night, my love!“ “Yes!” His voice was deep and intense. His eyes were flames of passion. His naked and horny body was like a hot radiator and he’s coming to burn my skin. “Yes, my love, wonderful and naked under my shirt.”

Jacob starts running his face down your back, his nose gently tickles my skin and his beard provides a lovely contrast to his soft lips, kissing down softly, licking, nibbling and biting my skin. “Jacob, I have to go!” “No! Not yet! When the sun will rise, you will go!” He takes away the shirt and I try to escape from him. He reaches me and pulls me back, taking me over his shoulder and carrying me on the bed. He presses me against the sheet, kissing me passionately. Then he widens my legs and presses his mouth between them, licking and massaging me more fiercely than ever before, seizing my buttocks in his strong hands. I am delirious with pleasure and I scream his name in the first lights of the new day, enlightening our room. “So…you will remember me all day long. I will be the only man in your thoughts, honey!”

London. And ancient doorway in a main avenue. The needed darkness.
The hotness and the mastery of the man that I love. Jacob Frye!
“Jacob! I have only ten minutes!”
“Don’t worry, honey! Your ten minutes will be enough!”
“Really? Don’t you think you are overestimating yourself?”
His cheeky smirk shows me that I was wrong while his voluptuous hands slip into my pants, teasing my clit.
“What did you said, love? Not enough? And your wetness? My hands are totally moistened!”
“Jacob! I can’t wait! Take me! Now!”
At your service, my Lady!“
So he sinks into me, completely. One only thrust. One deep, intense, hot, impetuous thrust. I start burn like an ardent ember and he feeds my dep desire with his hotness. Fast. Always faster. Till the world all around us loses his outlines and my mind finds the oblivion in his deep and wild groan. Then his fingers on my clit make me come, loosing completely my senses and moaning his beloved name.
Nine minutes for going till the heaven.
One minute again for enjoy our last hug and an unforgettable kiss.
Then I come back to the normality of my silly life.
Because the Victorian conventions don’t allow our love.
But we are stronger than them. We will win!

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!”