just that type of creature. Beautiful, sexy, and seemingly dangerous. She had a wild side that spilled through her outer shell and hung in the air. Every whiff of her left both men and women mesmerized.
“Jacob, baby, answer me. You won’t, you can’t just leave. You love me, don’t you?”
Annabelle rocked her hips as she spoke. The reverend found her actions inappropriate, not only because he was a man of the cloth, but because no man would be able to give a true answer with her on top of him. Yet, he was intrigued. This young girl was a force to be reckoned with. He wondered if Jacob could really handle her. There he was thinking that she was too young minded yet, with just a sway of her hips, she had him hypnotized.
“Umm, Annabelle, please take your seat.”
Annabelle leaned in, gave Jacob a kiss that looked like it was worth a million dollars, and finally, took her seat.
The session was useless after that point. As the reverend asked his questions, Annabelle distracted Jacob with kisses and touches, and he let her. After twenty minutes of their PDA, Reverend Bell had enough.
“How about we wrap this up?” Neither Annabelle nor Jacob objected. They made their way to the waiting room where Jacob paid cash for his session, as he always did. The reverend did find that weird. Not too many people did that. They would at least use a credit card. Reverend Bell wondered if he had anything to hide, although he seemed like an open book.
Love The Way You Lie
After a short ride, Jacob found himself in Annabelle’s apartment. He knew the minute she straddled him that his lunch break would take longer than usual. As they bumped into the walls and left a trail of clothes behind, she asked him, “You don’t ever think that you could leave me, do you?”
Jacob tried to kiss her, but she pulled away and waited for his answer. “Not now, baby, come on, not now.” Again, Jacob leaned in to taste her lips, but she pushed him away roughly.
“TELL ME, TELL ME THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE ME.”
Jacob scrunched up his face and gave her the ‘what the hell’ look. She was in the mood to play games when he was in the mood to feel her insides.
“You know that I love you, Bella. Come here; let me show you how much.”
She let Jacob pull her close, but still would not let him touch her. Instead, she entered her bedroom with him trailing close behind. She pushed him on the bed, her with just her skirt on and him in just his slacks and shoes. As he lay back on his elbows, she made him watch. Annabelle was well aware of the power she held. Her beauty had always been her crutch. Beauty in the right hands was like having a key that opened every lock in the world. People were always nicer, they were always more eager to please. If they didn’t want her, they wanted to be her.
Annabelle knew that men couldn’t resist her and now that she had found the man of her dreams, she wanted to make sure that she would never lose him. Jacob had everything she had ever wanted and he was to be hers, forever. Her stockings were the last to go. She took them off slowly, one leg at a time. Jacob licked his lips and he thought about the wetness between her thighs… and she noticed. Once completely naked, she walked over to her radio and turned it on. The CD she wanted was already in there. She went straight to number five. As Alice Smith sang the words, “My darling…” from her song The One, Annabelle began to dance. She danced her way to the bed and got on top of it. With Jacob between her legs, she danced to the beat of a desperate lover.
“Tell me, baby, tell me that you will always be mine and tell me that you love me.”
She needed him as badly as he wanted her, each for their own selfish reasons. With each grinding motion of her hips, Jacob fulfilled her request to profess his undying love.
“Bella, you know that you are the only one for me.” Satisfied with his answer, Annabelle dropped her body onto his and made sweet
“Jacob, baby, answer me. You won’t, you can’t just leave. You love me, don’t you?”
Annabelle rocked her hips as she spoke. The reverend found her actions inappropriate, not only because he was a man of the cloth, but because no man would be able to give a true answer with her on top of him. Yet, he was intrigued. This young girl was a force to be reckoned with. He wondered if Jacob could really handle her. There he was thinking that she was too young minded yet, with just a sway of her hips, she had him hypnotized.
“Umm, Annabelle, please take your seat.”
Annabelle leaned in, gave Jacob a kiss that looked like it was worth a million dollars, and finally, took her seat.
The session was useless after that point. As the reverend asked his questions, Annabelle distracted Jacob with kisses and touches, and he let her. After twenty minutes of their PDA, Reverend Bell had enough.
“How about we wrap this up?” Neither Annabelle nor Jacob objected. They made their way to the waiting room where Jacob paid cash for his session, as he always did. The reverend did find that weird. Not too many people did that. They would at least use a credit card. Reverend Bell wondered if he had anything to hide, although he seemed like an open book.
Love The Way You Lie
After a short ride, Jacob found himself in Annabelle’s apartment. He knew the minute she straddled him that his lunch break would take longer than usual. As they bumped into the walls and left a trail of clothes behind, she asked him, “You don’t ever think that you could leave me, do you?”
Jacob tried to kiss her, but she pulled away and waited for his answer. “Not now, baby, come on, not now.” Again, Jacob leaned in to taste her lips, but she pushed him away roughly.
“TELL ME, TELL ME THAT YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE ME.”
Jacob scrunched up his face and gave her the ‘what the hell’ look. She was in the mood to play games when he was in the mood to feel her insides.
“You know that I love you, Bella. Come here; let me show you how much.”
She let Jacob pull her close, but still would not let him touch her. Instead, she entered her bedroom with him trailing close behind. She pushed him on the bed, her with just her skirt on and him in just his slacks and shoes. As he lay back on his elbows, she made him watch. Annabelle was well aware of the power she held. Her beauty had always been her crutch. Beauty in the right hands was like having a key that opened every lock in the world. People were always nicer, they were always more eager to please. If they didn’t want her, they wanted to be her.
Annabelle knew that men couldn’t resist her and now that she had found the man of her dreams, she wanted to make sure that she would never lose him. Jacob had everything she had ever wanted and he was to be hers, forever. Her stockings were the last to go. She took them off slowly, one leg at a time. Jacob licked his lips and he thought about the wetness between her thighs… and she noticed. Once completely naked, she walked over to her radio and turned it on. The CD she wanted was already in there. She went straight to number five. As Alice Smith sang the words, “My darling…” from her song The One, Annabelle began to dance. She danced her way to the bed and got on top of it. With Jacob between her legs, she danced to the beat of a desperate lover.
“Tell me, baby, tell me that you will always be mine and tell me that you love me.”
She needed him as badly as he wanted her, each for their own selfish reasons. With each grinding motion of her hips, Jacob fulfilled her request to profess his undying love.
“Bella, you know that you are the only one for me.” Satisfied with his answer, Annabelle dropped her body onto his and made sweet
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