With a guttural groan, Jake came into my mouth, his essence flooding my senses with an intoxicating taste. I eagerly drank him in, savoring the taste as if it were the most exquisite honey. Jake coming into my mouth was the sexiest memory I had ever had to remember.I then felt Conrad’s movement quickened, his cock reaching deeper into me. I had just come, but the stimulation triggered a mounting of pleasure inside me once again.As I swallowed Jake’s release, Conrad’s powerful thrusts intensified, making my walls clench around him. I clung desperately to Jake’s legs for support, my body trembling with the overwhelming intensity.I could hear Jake’s voice, low and raspy with desire, as he whispered sweet words and dirty words about how good I was. His words thrilled me, burning me.“Fuck, she’s so tight,” Conrad rasped, his voice thick with desire. “She’s taking every inch of me, Kingsley. Such a good girl.”His words sent a shiver of pleasure racing down my spine, making me clench ar
JAKEMy fingertips were itching, and my chest felt like exploding. Standing at the altar, I watched as she walked down the aisle, her beauty taking my breath away. I had to control my emotions. I had to control my heart. Damned, she was so young and beautiful. Her eyes sparkled with happiness, her smile radiant as she made her way towards me. Why so fucking slow? Was her dress heavy? Or maybe her heels.She drew closer, and I could feel my heart thumping in my chest. This was the moment I had been waiting for. She’d be mine forever. But wasn’t she mine in the first place? Yeah, right. She was mine, but now, finally and completely.Pride and possessiveness gripped my heart, but for how long? How long did I have to wait before I could peel this dress off her?I let out a soft breath. As crazy as it sounded, she was very determined to abstain from sex after that encounter with Conrad. I was initially scared, thinking she didn’t enjoy it, but she said she wanted to preserve something spec
JAKEKnown for its traditional temples, serene gardens, and rich cultural heritage, Kyoto offered us a unique and romantic experience. Bringing Cassie here was something I had wanted to do, especially since she loved animations. Japan was a country of her imagination. How cute that was.Cassie’s eyes sparkled with wonder as she took in the sights and sounds of Kyoto, her smiles infectious.As we strolled through the historic streets of Kyoto, we saw a group of elegant geisha walking gracefully in their traditional attire. Cassie’s eyes widened with wonder as she watched them, her fascination evident in the way she leaned forward, eager to catch every detail.I smiled at her excitement, feeling a swell of pride in my heart to show her this glimpse of Japanese culture. “They’re called geisha,” I explained.Cassie turned to me, nodding eagerly. “I’ve only seen them in anime. They’re so beautiful,” she breathed, her voice filled with admiration.She’d likely say that because she saw beaut
“I’m alone now,” whispered 8-year-old Cassandra, her innocent eyes bloodshot and swollen from relentless tears. Her heart felt so heavy. The anguish within her wouldn’t stop, and her heart-wrenching sobs echoed through the emptiness that surrounded her. A seemingly endless week had crawled by since the moment her foster parents were tragically laid to rest; stranding her in a world that suddenly felt lonely and cold. “No one loves me. What should I do now?”Her foster parents unfortunately died in a car accident on the way home one evening, leaving Cassandra with everything. She couldn’t forget them, not when they showed her love no one had ever shown to her before. At six, they were her light in her very dark life, but now, her light was taken, and her life was in darkness again.A soft knock on the door made her wipe her tears and compose herself.“You should sleep, Cassie; I’ll stay here with you. Come here,” he opened his arms, inviting her onto his lap.She hesitated for a moment
CASSIE“Jake, I don’t get why you’re being so difficult about this.” I pouted, crossing my arms. Instead of his place, he brought me home. My home!He let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. The last time I remembered, his hair had these highlights and was a darker shade of brown, but now his hair was as black as the raven’s. “Don’t you mind about what people might say about you staying in a man’s place? You’re not thirteen anymore.”I knew I was messing with fire, but I didn’t care if I got burned. “Why do I need to mind their business? We haven’t seen each other in years. I just want to stay with you.” I nibbled on my inner cheek, hoping he would give in.He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to contain his exasperation. “That’s exactly why I can’t let you stay over. I’m protecting both of us from making a mess of things. Staying with me is not a good idea, Cassie.”I knew my eyes flashed with irritation despite my effort not to show it. “Then stay with me th
CASSIEScanning my eyes, this cafe was not so crowded roughly this time but at eleven, students would begin to occupy seats for their business.“So, that’s it? He stormed out of your room?” Sasha asked, laughing. She knew everything about Jake. She was my best friend.“No. He stormed out of the house.” I sighed, leaning my chin on the book I had no interest in reading. Jake got mad and left me despite my pleas and apologies. His anger even boiled within reason when I couldn’t stop staring at his saluting soldier inside his sweatpants.“Seriously, Cass, you’re like stuck in this endless loop of emotional ping pong. Why don’t you give up? Jake is not for you. Yes, he’s hot, but there are other guys. Look at Carl. Give him a date already. He’s handsome.”“He’s just a friend. Carl is a good man. I can’t give him false hope. That won’t be fair to him.”“Yet, you’re keeping false hope yourself. Don’t force yourself on Jake. You’ll only get hurt. That night you cried your heart out, did he c
CASSIE“What are you doing? People are staring,” I protested, trying to wrestle my hands from his firm grip, but it was like wrestling with a brick wall. Curious onlookers were openly casting their eyes our way.“Let them stare,” he retorted, his tone icy and angry.“Caleb. He’s still inside. I have to go back,” I insisted, feeling his grip tighten as he pulled me along, trying to match his strides.I was scared. I could feel the anger radiating off him, the heat rising with every step toward the elevator at the back of the mall, leading to the basement. We were walking quickly, attracting more stares.Jake ignored my pleas, dragging me forcefully. All I could do was match his speed, avoiding eye contact with anyone who dared to watch us pass. Finally, we reached the elevator.“Why are you doing this? What will Caleb think?” I protested as he practically shoved me inside.“Do I look like I fucking care what the boy thinks?!” Jake snapped, his voice cutting through the air.“But I care
CASSIEI reached home.“She’s here,” I heard Rosa say on the phone before she hung up and walked to me, worry plastered on her face. “It was Jake asking—what happened?”The mention of his name, coupled with the realization that he hadn’t followed me home, hurt even more. “Trouble at school, Rosa,” I said weakly, hoping she wouldn’t ask further.“Trouble at school? Bloodshot eyes, red nose, look at yourself, I don’t buy that. Jake called so I knew it was about Jake this time,” she said, her concern deepening.Even to her, my feelings for Jake were not a secret. Like a mother, she had that instinct I couldn’t understand. I couldn’t lie to her. “She’s with someone else, Rosa.” Even though I tried to hold it, I still couldn't. Sniffling, I cried again, tears flowing, my throat aching. My knees couldn’t hold me anymore. I felt weak.“Oh, little Cassie,” Rosa murmured, wrapping her arms around me in a comforting hug. “Don’t you think it’s time to let it go? You deserve so much better, mi qu