Pretense (closed for cnuveau)

The days went by quickly and though they tried to set up another date, making sure work was taken care of for the entire week they were gone had taken up so much of their time that they mostly dated on the phone with calls, messages and photos...oh, those photos!

The first night that Jacob had sent a photo of himself in his boxers, Jenna's eyes were completely drawn to the outline hiding beneath it. She had initially set to touching herself of for no other reason than to satisfy her hunger, but after seeing the photo, she started to play with herself thinking about Jacob. Thinking about the weapon hidden beneath the boxers. Thinking about it inside her as a finger slipped in. It made her sleep a little later and a lot messier than she normally did.

Every night she sent him a photo, the shirts getting a little smaller than the last until she sent him a photo of one barely covering her bottom. Of course, she bought a few evening wears for the trip and two nights before the trip, she wore one of them sending the photo to him, waiting for his response with a bit of dread on what he would say.

The chemise was black silk with lace trimmings and a slit to the side. Her cleavage on full view. Along with the photo, she typed. "Just bought them. Bringing a few on the trip. And my shirts, of course."
 
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As the evenings passed Jacob had noticed Jenna getting bolder and bolder with the photos she was willing to send him. Each seemed to be slightly more revealing than the last. Though they hadn't found the time to get together again since the first date, they'd made a habit of texting and communicating in the evenings. A number of the evenings Jacob found himself struggling to keep the conversations from becoming far more lurid. He didn't expect that she'd mind if it had but he wanted to manage the pace at which things progressed between them.

When the pic of her in the black chemise arrived it took his breath away. Jacob found the image in front of him as close to perfection as he could imagine. Just revealing enough to show the treasures that lays beneath but not giving away their full beauty. Jacob typed then retyped several messages with one hand as the other pushed his boxers down past his hips then glided along the length of his growing hardness. Unsatisfied with anything that he typed Jacob gave up then tapped the button to initiate a facetime call.

"I like that a lot. Are you going to wear that for me?" he said when the call connected and her face came into view on the screen. In the small frame in the corner he could see the image of himself, his bare chest revealed and his shoulder moving just enough to provide an indication of what he might be doing with his hand.
 
The phone ringing had Jenna startled scrambling for the phone as she lay on the bed wondering if she was doing the right thing. Jacob. She sat up and picked up the phone scooting over to the headboard to lean back on.

She did not miss the husky tone his voice had taken and the rhythmic movement of his arm, and she felt her face starting to heat up.

"Yeah. You like it? I have a couple of others in red and white." Jenna bit her lower lip, squirming a bit at the thought of him jerking himself at her. He was right about one thing, knowing that she could arouse him was definitely a high. To know that someone as attractive as Jacob would find her enticing was a thrill on its own.

But more than that, it was also making her throb between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together feeling the ache start and knew that she was going to have fun with her fingers again tonight.
 
Jacob made no effort to hide what he was doing and it was obvious from Jenna's reaction that she hadn't missed it. His hand glided along his shaft feeling the throbbing veins beneath it as his breathing became deeper.

"I do. I bet the white looks amazing on you. I can just imagine how that would feel beneath my fingers." he said as his gaze settled on the cleavage she was revealing. "Why don't you slip that strap off your shoulder and show me a little more." he said, nodding in the direction of the phone before letting his tongue slowly drag across his lips.

For the past week the sexual tension had been slowly simmering between them but now Jacob was intent on turning up the heat to see what happened. There was a thought that, realizing what he was doing, she'd join him but even if she didn't he was prepared to play this scene out to it's conclusion.
 
The changes in Jacob's breathing made Jenna shudder and the ache inside her growing more insistent.

"Why don't you slip that strap off your shoulder and show me a little more."

Jenna hesitated for a while her fingers toying with the strap. Head bowed a bit, she looked up at him with doe eyes as she tugged at the strap battling with who she was and what she wanted. Her breast jiggled with the tugs eliciting a wide smile from Jacob.

"Show me..." He urged her again.

Licking her upper lip, she slid one trap down her shoulder slowly gauging his reaction. A slight hitch in his breathing encouraged her to slide it down further exposing most of her but still covering her now hardening peak clearly outlined on the chemise now.

"That's my good girl..." He smiled squeezing himself letting out a groan of satisfaction.

The compliment elicited a mewl from her. She really did love being called his good girl. as of yet, she hadn't been a bad girl for him, but a big part of her wondered if she liked being called that too.

Jenna's own breathing was getting shallower and her pussy started to beg for attention. But she didn't touch herself, too embarrassed to do so resorting instead to squeeze her thighs together which didn't help at all but make her panties go damp with need.
 
Jacob could see the flushing of Jenna’s cheeks and the rise and fall of her chest becoming more exaggerated. With each breath he could see the peak of her nipple moving beneath the silky fabric coming tantalizingly close to coming into view.

“Is this what you imagined me doing when you were sending me those pictures?” He asked before letting out a soft moan for her.

Jenna’s teeth closed around her lower lip as her gaze cast downward for a moment then subtly nodded.

“Hmmm, I guess you can be a little bad too huh? Teasing me like knowing what you’re doing to me.” He said, his tone low and firm.

Jenna remained silent as the hue of her cheeks reddened more. Jacob knew exactly what he was doing to her too and he was loving every second of it.

“Why don’t you show me the rest and I’ll show you what you really want to see. You want to watch me cum don’t you?” Jacob asked knowing that was exactly what it was she was waiting to see.
 
Jenna shuddered as he spoke. It wasn't her intention to tease him, but she couldn't deny that she wanted to see what he had been keeping all this time from her as well. Sure she had seen porn but as the straight-laced virgin she never actually saw one, and knowing he was willing to show her made her mouth water.

And as herd him calling her a bad girl, she realized that that was a different thrill that sent her spine tingling. She liked being called a good girl but it was thrilling to be bad. Two sides of the same coin making her gush in her panties.

"I want to see you...too." she couldn't say the words, too foreign for her to say. But she rolled the other strap down with as much agonizing slowness as her shyness allowed, and pushed both straps further making her hard buds spring from their confines showing him her perky set enough to fill his hands.

"I feel so hot..." The words escaped Jenna's lips before she could catch them, making her bite her lips.
 
Jacob took in a sharp intake of breath when Jenna’s breasts came fully into view. “You ARE so hot.” He replied even though he knew she might have meant a temperature kind of heat. He meant it though and he wanted her to reassure her of that fact.

Jacob hadn’t quite decided whether or not he’d flip the camera for her. When he offered he’d just imagined letting her watch his face as it happened but given that she’d shown him so much he felt maybe he could give her a little more.

“Oh fuck.” Jacob gulped down as he started to feel his muscles tense and the tension inside him building. “Are you ready?”

Jenna swallowed hard and nodded and he could see the phone move slightly closer to her face. With a tap of the button Jacob flipped to the back camera of his phone then centered it on his cock as his grip tightened.

Jacob watched as Jenna’s lips parted and she gawked at the screen obviously mesmerized by what she was seeing. With a loud groan Jacob’s hips flexed off the bed just as the first jet of cum erupted from him then splashed against his stomach. “You like what you did to me?” He grunted out as his cock jerked again and the streams continued to coat his toned stomach.
 
Jenna squirmed on her bed seeing Jacob's cock for the first time. She couldn't tear her eyes away as his cock twitched and came alive in his hands. The sounds of his breathing and his groans and grunts making her breath hitch as she stifled her own mewls.

She gasped as he came, noting the way his chiseled body grew taut and his hips snap forward. His cock jerking as he spilled on his stomach.

"You like what you did to me?"

Jenna licked her lips. She did that to him. He wanted her, thought of her as he stroke himself. It made her feel wanted...beautiful and sexy. And her core...oh how she wanted to touch herself. To feel him touch her. To feel his cock in her hands...and in her pussy. She felt like she would do anything he asked if she could only feel him against her.

Her face was profusely flushed and Jacob could see her chest heaving with each aroused breath. "Yes..." She finally breathed out. Fuck, she felt so horny as her eyes traced the trail of cum running down his abs. "You're messing me up too."

She groaned at the sight of him as he switched back to his face. Her own eyes were hooded and dripping with desire as her other hand started to hike her chemise up and touch herself.

"I--I have to go." She breathed out as her fingers found her damp panties, finger starting to rub up and down her dripping slit. Her face was so obviously aroused and embarrassed Jacob didn't need to see to know what she was doing as she ended the call. As soon as the call dropped she started to really play with herself, imagining the same hand that grasped his cock tease her. She shoved her panties to the side imagining his cock burying deep inside her, all his glorious length and girth sucked and squeezed inside her walls.

She came quickly, making a mess of her new nightwear. But tonight it wasn't enough. She went to her side drawer and brought out her toys. She needed so much more after seeing him come apart.

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After not having enough sleep, the night before their flight she decided to skip sending him a picture, wondering how he would make her make up for it. No photos, no videos, even when he called her. Instead she deflected coyly, her tone letting him know she was playing a game of cat and mouse.

Of course, Jacob insisted on picking her up so when he appeared at her door, she was waiting with her luggage in a kimono top and backless short sundress that went above mid thigh and a pair of espadriles.

She gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek, smiling. "Thank you so much for picking me up."
 
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When Jenna ended the call Jacob allowed a moment of doubt to creep in and wondered if he'd gone too far and made her uncomfortable. He quickly dismissed the idea though. No, the look on her face was anything but discomfort and as he cleaned himself up he imagined just what she was doing in vivid detail. The image of her fingers buried deep inside her as she dug her heels into the bed and her hips lifted was almost enough to send him into another round but eventually he settled into bed and drifted off to sleep.

The next evening it wasn't lost on him the fact that she chose not to send him the regular picture. Another hint of doubt crept in but he again quickly dismissed it when the tone of her voice let him know there was something more at play. "You know the good news about flying private is no luggage screening." Jacob noted casually before hanging up. "Will pick you up in the morning."

The next morning Jacob loaded his bags into the back of the large black SUV then gave the driver the address for Jenna's place. When he arrived Jacob found the entryway open so he made his way to the elevator then up to her apartment.

When the door opened Jacob noted the length of her sundress and a grin formed at the corner of his mouth. “Of course. It’s my pleasure.” He replied to her thanks.

When Jenna reached for her luggage Jacob reached out seizing her arm. “I think we have the issue of you disappointing me last night to deal with before we go.” He said, his tone firm and serious. Before Jenna had a chance to reply Jacob held out his hand. “Panties. You can have them back when we board the plane.” His words left no doubt to the seriousness of his demand.
 
Jenna looked up at him in surprise when he grabbed her arm. Jacob opened with her little rebellion and looking at his eyes and hearing the tone of his voice, she felt that all too familiar tingle between her legs.

She opened her mouth but closed it as he continued, biting her lips as he gave his demand, heart hammering wildly in her chest. She hesitated for a few heartbeats before she took her hand off her luggage.

"I'll be back."

Jacob shook his head and held her hips. "I want to see you do it. Now."

Jenna let out a little mewl as her hands reached under her skirt and Jacob stepped back. She took the straps of her panties from behind and slowly slid them down her legs careful to not reveal her bare crotch making the slide of her cheeky white panties agonizingly slower.

She finally handed it off to him face hot and flushed. And if her looked, there was a small spot of wetness that told him exactly how she felt.

"I'm sorry," she knew the apology was late, and for the most part, she didn't mean it, but she actually liked the position of submissiveness it put her in. And as he followed him I to the SUV, her body was taut and her pussy started to get wetter with anticipation.
 
Jacob had anticipated at least a little protest from her but got none. With a grin he tucked the panties into his pocket. “Good girl.” He said before grabbing one of her bags and leading her out.

When they exited Jenna’s building the driver was standing at the back of the SUV ready to load her bags. As the walked down the steps his eyes were glued to her as she moved.

“Thanks, appreciate it.” Jacob said as the man loaded them into the back. He couldn’t help but notice the attention he was paying to her so when the climbed into the back Jacob made sure to take the seat behind him so that Jenna was in his view.

The driver climbed behind the wheel and turned back toward them. “To the airport or do we have another stop?” As he asked, his eyes were cast down at Jenna’s legs and Jacob couldn’t help but smile when he noticed it.

“Yeah, private aviation please.” Jacob replied.

As the driver pulled away from the curb Jacob reached over and placed his hand on Jenna’s thigh. “Excited about the trip?” Jacob asked with a grin as he pulled her thigh toward him, spreading her legs so any subsequent glance from the driver would be met with a view of her bare pussy.
 
Jenna noticed how the driver looked at her and she immediately flushed all over. When she climbed on to the back seat, she felt Jacob's hand on her thigh and she shivered.

"Very much," she admitted when he asked and gasped when he opened her legs. Immediately, her hand went to her skirt and pulled it down over her crotch.

Her eyes pleaded with him and she let out a little moan as his hand kneaded her thigh. She leaned over to him. "Please don't let him see me," she whispered, but not resisting the way she spread her. "I only want you to see me."

She clamped her mouth shut at the admission. She didn't know if it was stupidly brazen of her to say so, but if she wanted exposure, she wanted it to be with him. Though this was arousing, the embarrassment was the more dominant emotion. And as she exposed herself to Jacob 2 nights ago, she realized that the initial embarrassment went away quickly.
 
Jacob held her thigh for a moment longer then nodded as he gradually eased his hold, allowing Jenna to close her legs. It was the first real pushback he’d gotten from her and he intended to respect it. To him, this wasn’t an exercise in what he could make her do but in what she’d allow herself to do.

“Good, I am too. I think the scenery on the flight is going to be amazing.” Jacob replied, continuing on the portion of the conversation the driver could hear as his grin widened.

As the car pulled onto the highway and accelerated Jacob’s hand slipped higher onto her thigh until it slipped just beneath the hem of Jenna’s sundress. When he sensed he was only inches from the top of her thigh he stopped then brushed his finger along the inside of it treading dangerously close to her exposed folds.
 
"Thank you," Jenna whispered giving his forearm an appreciative squeeze as she brought her legs together. That he respected her wishes sent a beautiful knot down her stomach. Commanding, gentle, pushy and considerate. Jacob was the kind of man she had only dreamed of but never knew existed.

"I've always just seen the view on a commercial flight. Is it any different?" She followed the thought of the conversation and licked her lips as she felt his hand on her thigh sending goosebumps on her arms.

His hand proceeded higher up her thigh and her breath started to come shorter. His finger inched closer and closer sending a hot trail on the inside of her thigh. She opened her legs a bit to give him easier access. The way he took his time inching his way up was agonizing making her pussy wetter and hotter. And as his finger reached the juncture of her leg and her wetness he gave a light squeeze making her gasp.

The driver looked from his mirror and Jenna quickly buried her face on his shoulder, hiding. She wanted to stop reacting but it felt so good and he wasn't even touching her directly yet.
 
Jacob had expected that Jenna would pick up on the fact that the view he was far more interested in the view between her legs than out the window but she didn’t seem to pick up on it. Regardless, he pressed on with the innuendo. “Well, when flying private you get the opportunity see things that are a lot harder to see on commercial. There’s far less obstructing the view.” He said, emphasizing his words by trailing his finger down the crease of her thigh.

His fingers were so close that he could feel the heat radiating from her core but he made no move to touch her. Deciding instead to let the anticipation build to a fevered pitch.

When Jenna buried her face into his shoulder Jacob leaned in taking in the scent of her hair. After a few more minutes the driver pulled off the highway and onto the approach to the airport. “I hope the pilot is meeting us at the stairs to help us bring the luggage aboard.” He mentioned casually knowing that the thought of having to climb the stairs might cause her a little anxiety.

When he’d taken her panties he’d anticipated making the most of that issue but now that she’d objected he wasn’t quite sure how to handle it. He was sure there would at least be someone at the bottom so he decided he’d just figure it out when the time came.
 
A view? How can the views be different? The windows were the same and--oh! Oh! She felt his finger teasing, oh so close and yet never touching. That view! She gave a low moan and opened her legs a little more trying to get him to touch her but he stilled her. "I...can't wait."

His finger was insistently agonizing. Teasing, teasing. Hinting at what she could have but was denied of.

Jenna moved from Jacob's shoulder to his neck, giving him a kiss as she looked up at him doe-eyed. "Please?" She whispered.

In response Jacob only grinned down at her and shifted his ministrations to to her other leg. She bit her lip to keep from moaning in frustration. Such sweet, sweet torture from a little rebellion. She rolled her hips trying to get his fingers near, but his other hand stilled her instead as his fingers continued their exploration.

"I hope the pilot is meeting us at the stairs to help us bring the luggage aboard.”

Jenna hummed, the only thing on her mind was chasing after the pleasure he denied her. That he hinted on the stairs and how people could see from below went past her.

By the time they arrived, she was dripping wet and her breaths came in shallow and she groaned as he removed his hand. Jenna had no choice but to follow him conscious of the hot ache between her legs.
 
Jacob could feel every fiber of Jenna's body pleading him to touch her but he didn't give in to it's demands. He loved the way he seemed to be able to set her ablaze with anticipation and he wanted to let that build.

As the stepped out of the SUV the whine of theirs and the nearby jet engines was almost deafening. The driver climbed out with them then quickly unloaded the bags from the back. "Flying in style I see." he called out over the din of the engine noise. Jacob offered a humbled shrug, passed Jenna's bags to her then started towards the plane.

"Ready to go when you are." The pilot called out from the bottom of the stairs leading up into the cabin. Jacob had anticipated that he'd be there and it was clear that the gentle breeze that seemed to be blowing across the airport was likely going to be a problem.

Jacob stopped at the bottom of the stairs for a moment to greet the pilot then ushered Jenna onto the stairs in front of him. As she stepped onto them Jacob stepped on close behind her in an attempt to shield the view from below. As they climbed he watched as her sundress fluttered in the wind and a quick glance behind them found the pilot's attention directed up toward them.

At the top of the stairs they entered into the cabin of the plain then made their way back to stow the luggage.
 
As the stairs came into views, Jacob's words finally sank in. She looked back at the pilot and held her skirt as close to her as possible as she climbed the stairs. And then she elt Jacob behind her, shieldi her with his body and she couldn't help but smile a little despite the rising embarrassment.

She couldn't stop the breeze from lifting parts of her skirt and it was all she could do not to dissolve into an embarrassed mess, climbing the last few steps inside the cabin.

Taking a few steps in, Jenna paused, turned around and wrapped her arms around Jacob. Her finger gently tapped the tip of his nose. "Thank you for being a gentleman back there." She pulled herself up and gave him a peck on the lips.

As she felt him around her, the embarrassment started to die down and the insistent embers he started in the SUV started nagging at her again. She was still so very hot and wet under her skirts.

"Am I still being punished for missing a day?" Jenna pressed herself against him trying to get him to lose control and relieve her ache.

"We have to get ready for takeoff." Jacob replied seemingly unperturbed despite the bulge she felt against her belly as she pressed against him.

Jenna let out a huff, pouting as she stepped back. "Where do I sit?"
 
Jacob grinned when Jenna lowered herself from her toes and asked about her punishment. “Well I did say you could have them back when we got on the plane.” He said before producing her panties from his pocket and holding them out. As Jenna reached for them Jacob pulled them away, lifted them to his nose then inhaled deeply as he closed his eyes. “Though if you put them on you might spoil the view.” He continued before handing them back to her.

The main cabin of the plane was laid out with 2 plush leather seats facing each other on one side with a long sofa on the other. Jacob motioned over to one of the seats. “You can sit there.” He said as he took the seat opposite.

The pilot entered the plane a second later and closed the door behind himself. “We’ll be in the air shortly. Let me know if you need anything.” He said before entering the cockpit and closing the door behind him.

Jacob turned from the pilot back to Jenna and smiled. “I’m getting the sense that there’s more to your desires than you let on. Certainly more than Will has been privy to. Would you like me to help you explore the depths of those desires?” He asked.
 
Jenna shivered as he took in the scent of her panties, blushing as she received it back. sh3 wondered what she should do and as she sat on her seat, she smiled wickedly at him thinking to get back at him.

She turned away as the pilot came into view and visibly relaxed as soon as he got into the cockpit. Now, it was truly just her and Jacob.

"Oh. You're worried about the view? I think a man of your means can easily remove any obstructions." She grinned at him as she lifted her leg flashing him the view he was looking forward to and slowly slipped them on letting the material slowly glide up her legs. Lifting her ass off the seat she put them back on, leaving her legs open enough for him to see right under her skirts.

“I’m getting the sense that there’s more to your desires than you let on. Certainly more than Will has been privy to. Would you like me to help you explore the depths of those desires?”

Jenna licked her lips. In every sense of the word, he was the partner she had been waiting for. If he were her real partner, she would have liked to take a little more time to get to know her better but their time was short. A few more days and it will be all over.

Her pussy throbbed and she let out a breath. To hell with the world expecting a prim and proper boss and older sister. She was a woman with needs and still a virgin at her age--of course those toys didn't count. "I would like that..." She said, her voice sounding husky even to her own ears .
 
Jacob's eyes were directed exactly where Jenna had intended them as she lifted her leg then started to slip her feet through her panties. The glistening dampness coating her folds captivated his attention and caused a quiet groan to rumble from his throat. Moments later the exquisite view was gone but he had no intention of allowing her panties to stay on for long.

The pitch of the jet engines increased and they felt the plane lurch forward then slowly begin to taxi out to the runway. "I was hoping you would." Jacob replied with a confident grin as he settled back into his seat then crossed his ankle over his knee. There was a moment of silence between them and Jacob suspected that Jenna's mind was churning through what exactly that might entail. Truth was, had she asked Jacob at that moment, he likely wouldn't have had a clear cut answer. To him, exploration like this was best done without a road map. Once an openness was established, it tended to flow as situations presented themselves. There was, however, one obstacle that needed to be overcome and the timing seemed right to address it.

The plane accelerated down the runway pinning Jacob against the back of his seat for a moment until they felt the plane pitch and the wheels left the ground. A moment later a ding rang through the cabin and the seatbelt light dimmed. "I guess we're free to move about the cabin." Jacob said, breaking the silence that had fallen between them then uncrossing his legs before patting his thigh. "Now why don't you be a good girl and come sit on daddies lap."
 
Jenna couldn't help but squirm in the silence as the engines hummed and she felt the push toward the seatbelt across her body. Wondering what he was thinking of made her bite her lips in anticipation.

Crossing his ankle over his knee, she could see the outline of his desire clearly. So she wasn't the only one feeling a growing restlessness and need. But unlike her, he was in control. he mastered himself while her body was literally begging to be satiated.

As soon as the signal for the safety belt was off, Jacob removed his and gave his first order. It's was all Jenna could do not to rush and remove the belt from around her. She tried to control her movements but she could not control the trembling she felt in her spine. The way he called her a good girl really sent shivers throughout her body. She loved being his good girl.

She made her way to him and sat herself on one thigh and slid backward her back to his chest sending delicious friction between her legs that he constantly denied her.

She turned her head to him and whispered huskily, "Do you really want me to call you daddy? Is there anything else you would like me to call you?"
 
When he said it, Jacob didn't really put much thought into the wording. He certainly hadn't intended to imply that he wanted her to call him daddy and insisting on being addressed as sir or some other title never really appealed to him. It was just something that sounded right in his head at the time. "No, I don't particularly care what you call me." he said softly as his hands slid down her arms then started to untie the knot holding her top closed.

When the knot fell free Jacob's hands moved to Jenna's shoulder then slowly pushed the top off of them. "If there's something you prefer, feel free." he continued, his voice even and firm as his warm breath washed against the back of her neck. Slowly pushing the top down her arms he stopped just as it reached her wrists then twisted it a few times causing the fabric to tighten around them and pull them together behind her back. "I don't need a name to know your mine to do with as I please."

Jacob held her bound wrists behind her back with one hand as the other tugged at the knot holding her sundress up and released it. As he did the the dress fell to her lap exposing her breasts. His arm wrapped around her taking her breast into his hand, softly caressing it as his fingers closed around her nipple firmly. "You are mine to do with as I please aren't you?" he continued as his hand moved to the other breast and his lips pressed hot against the back of her neck.
 
Call him something, anything? Jenna didn't know. But she knew one things, she liked calling out his name. She sighed as she felt his warm breath on her skin, his voice caressing the nape of her neck. She closed her eyes angling her head to give him more access.

Jenna gasped as she felt the fabric trap her arms behind her pushing out her breasts, her back arching, forcing her ass out toward him, her softness touching his own desire ever so lightly.

"I don't need a name to know your mine to do with as I please."

"Jacob," she breathed, shivering at the idea that she was his. "I like calling your name."

A low him rumbled in Jenna's throat as he finally exposed her breasts, her nipples hardening in the cold air and in her desire. She leaned into his large, warm hand, pressing herself against him and moaned as his fingers closed around her nipples firmly. This should embarrass and cause her anxiety. She was a grown woman who commanded her own life! And yet...it felt so good to just release control and just surrender. And it was oh so frustrating as well, but the frustration felt so right even as she tested the ties that bound her wrists. Tight yet not painful, putting her in a position that exposed more of her to him.

"You are mine to do with as I please aren't you?"

"Yes!" She moaned feeling his his lips against her nape and her hips started squirming as she started grinding her pussy on the leg she straddled. Gods how she ached and dripped! "I'm yours to do with as you please, Jacob."

She rolled her head back as another moan escaped her lips as shifted to her other breasts and contrasted the gentle caress with the firm pinch on her nipple.
 
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