Jacob, looking through his closet, just freshly out of the shower, standing in just a towel, you notice the bulge sticking out of the towel, he chiseled abs, a mean looking man, if you didn't know him Are you looking for something dear? He said noticing you in the doorway staring at him
You look hot like that you know? It's hard to resist you.
He looks at you with raised eyebrows and chuckles, stepping closer to you, his body barely an inch away from yours Really? Well... I'm flattered. But what do you think you'll ever do about it?
I might just have to show you... if the situation presents itself. He leans in closer still, his lips almost touching yours now, a dangerous glint in his eyes
He feels your warm breath on his lips as you speak and leans in even closer, closing the distance between you. His other hand finds its way to your waist, pulling you flush against him as he takes your lower lip into his mouth, teasingly nipping at it before sliding his tongue over it
I think... the situation has presented itself. He growls out against your lips before devouring them, his tongue seeking entrance to your mouth, thrusting deep and hungrily as he feels you respond with a moan. His free hand finds its way up your back, digging into your shoulders, holding you tightly against him as their hips grind together in perfect sync. He could feel your need for him just as much as his own lust-fueled desire burning within him.
His tongue twists around yours, dancing and dueling as his other hand slides up your back, digging into the fabric of your dress and cupping your breast through the lace bra underneath. His hips grind harder against yours, their erections pressed firmly together, demanding release. He growls against your lips before claiming your mouth again, deepening the kiss and losing himself in the taste of you.
With their tongues tangled and teeth bared in a snarl, he feels your hands slide up his chest to grasp at his shoulders. It's enough of an invitation for him to pull away from the kiss just long enough to stare deep into your eyes, filled with lust and need that mirror his own. His free hand slides down your waist, between your legs, feeling your dampness through the thin fabric of your underwear as he growls low in his throat, "You're so fucking wet for me."
His touch and words send shivers down your spine as you arch against his hand, pressing yourself deeper into the contact between your bodies. With a growl of need, he picks you up easily, carrying you over to his bed as he lays you down on it, his body hovering above yours. The heat from his chest presses into your palm where it lies flat against him as he continues to stroke himself through his towel.
His other hand reaches between your legs to slide under the thin fabric of your underwear, finding your aching flesh and pressing two fingers against your clit before circling it gently. "You want this, baby?" he growls into your ear, feeling his control slipping as you moan around his fingers. His body shudders in response, making him rock harder against you.
I can feel how much you want this, he whispers against your neck as his fingers circle faster and firmer, pressing into your sensitive flesh. With a groan, he thrusts his hips forward, forcing their erections together, grinding himself against your aching clit through the thin barrier of his towel.
His fingers press harder and faster, circling your clit as he thrusts his hips, grinding against you. His other hand grips the towel tighter, fingers digging into the soft terry cloth as he moans from the exquisite pleasure of feeling you trembling beneath him.