I answer the door naked because I need Jake in this apartment now. I grab the collar of his shirt, pull him inside, and slam him into the door to close it, my naked body crashing against his still clothed one. My lips close over his, panting over his for a moment, before I pull back and start tearing off his clothes.

I look at that perfect face of his, lust darkening his eyes, and that grin that’s always on his face has an unmistakable look of hunger. His lips part, both of us breathing for a pause before he finally speaks. “Someone’s eager,” Jake says, but his breathing is already ragged. Neither one of us can wait a moment longer. We stare into each other’s eyes, and I can practically hear a soundtrack behind us, swelling before we finally touch each other.

My little sexting experiment has yielded some pretty interesting results, wouldn’t you say? I know that I've never even enjoyed masturbating so much as I did knowing that I was sending Jake those pictures, and the fact that he rushed over here only makes it that much better. That pure male challenge in his voice when I told him he’d need to get here? Well, that’s the sort of thing that just guarantees a repeat performance, no matter how many orgasms you’ve already had. And sure, I had several before he got here, but that was barely a pre-game show to the main event now that he’s here. I have never wanted someone so much in my life; I have never been so wet and desperate to touch a man. I want to please him.

I drop down to my knees and tear at his belt buckle and see that his cock is raging hard, raring to be freed. “You must mean you,” I say with a lighthearted giggle. I look at the full length of his cock and for a moment I’m just overwhelmed; I want to suck his cock and I want to shuck myself on it. I think we both have this generalized excitement that's making us act like wild animals, or like two teenagers that need to fuck as soon as possible.

“At this point, fuck if I know,” he says, grabbing me and pressing me up against the door. My back is against the door and I’m standing up against him, but my legs shoot up on instinct because I need him, and I need him now.

I wrap my legs around Jake and grind my pussy against his cock, my slick folds swiping against his cock so he can feel how wet that he makes me. His hands slide down his pants, finishing off the job I started when I freed his cock. Jake kicks off his shoes, and it's all a blur to me because my mouth is on his neck, his ear, against his lips again.

His hands slide up and down my sides and I shiver against him. My nipples are so hard now, aching for his touch. Jake’s eyes capture my own, and for a moment, our insanely lustful moments are on pause while we share a look.

“Layla…” Jake begins to speak, and I inhale because there’s an actual, present emotional weight in the air around us now. I could tell by that look we shared and now what he said, and suddenly I don’t know what to do. My instincts are torn between panic, excitement, and lust. He started this and now I want to know what he says.

I feel it…something is about to happen. This is one of the moments that I’m going to always remember, and I have that feeling—you know the one, like the bass has been dropped—inside my stomach and I need to breathe it all in. I feel butterflies in my stomach almost like nerves, but also this anxious, anticipatory excitement that makes me want to jump up and down or something. It takes something huge to distract us when we both want to fuck as badly as we do right now.

What’s been happening between us, both of us can feel it. And I think he’s actually saying it. You know…that word that the girl in the relationship never wants to say first, because then she’s desperate? I really think Jake is about to drop the ‘L’ bomb, the bomb to stop all other bombs, right now, despite how our relationship started and everything else about how complicated it is.

Or maybe I’m crazy. Let’s see what Jake actually says to me before I start naming our future babies or something, okay? I mean I don’t have to tell you. You’re biting your nails right along with me.

Okay, now why did I have to say that thing about babies? For whatever biological reason, that gets me even hornier, and now I’m probably giving him crazy eyes while I contemplate this whole future with a man who I really shouldn’t have acted on my attraction toward in the first place. But this spiral of thoughts leads nowhere good, so I take a deep breath and look at him. “Jacob,” I say in a whisper, hoping to summon the energy to say more…and then realizing that, no, I need him to say more. I look into his eyes again, searching for whatever it is that he’s about to say.

Jake’s eyes are warm and he steps closer to me, his hands on my shoulders for a moment, and he squeezes me tightly. “Layla, I love you,” Jake says.

He really says it. The ‘L’ bomb dropped, I feel the anxious energy inside me come to head and I stare at him, desperate all over again to touch him, fuck him, and feel him inside me. His gaze holds mine, his fingers stroking along my jawline, making me shut my eyes and feel the weight of even this feather-light touch like it's the most important thing in the world.

My eyes start to water. I can’t help myself. “I love you, too, Jacob,” I say, sucking in my lower lip and looking down for a second, the sheer intensity of how I feel about him overwhelming me.

“Look at me, baby,” Jake says, gripping my chin so that I’ll look into his eyes again. “You’re the perfect woman for me. I love you and I can’t stand the idea of not telling you right now. I had to tell you. When you come, I want it to be for me,” Jake says, his voice turning into a growl. “Do you want that?” he asks me in a deep voice that sends shivers up and down my spine.

“Yes, Jacob,” I whimper, wiggling my pussy against him, hyper-aware now of the growing hardness he’s bared that is sliding into my pussy folds with its own direction. “I want to come for you. I want to come on you, come with you, and taste our cum together,” I tell him. The words are nasty, I know, but there’s something pure and sweet in them, too. Like, they’re romantic. There’s something about someone who is truly sexually compatible with you and that understands what you want, what you crave, and wants those things, too. Jake understands my lust on a primal level. There’s body language and there’s being fluent in lust, and Jake knows every unspoken word my body says and translates it into bliss.

The head of his cock slips into my pussy folds now, sinking into me. I cry out and wrap my hands around his neck, pulling him tighter.

Jake carts us off to my bedroom, his cock never leaving me, and I feel him thrust into me, stretching me, filling me so perfectly that my eyes roll back in their orbits. He fucks me hard and merciless, obliterating my rational mind with each thrust of his cock. My body crashes down on the bed and Jake is on top of me, pistoning his cock into me with deep, long, incredible strokes that light my body on fire with lust and hunger. His hands stroke up my body, then put my hands above my head. I gasp as he starts to slam longer strokes into my pussy, fully pulling his cock out of me and then slamming back into me so deep that my eyes are rolling back in my head.

I writhe under him, my hips bucking, and I push back in time with each of his thrusts, but Jake seems to take my involvement as more of a challenge than a team effort. He wraps his hands around my stomach and flips me over. His cock pops out of me for a moment and then he slides back into me, pulling my legs up so that my ass is up in the air. I yelp at the deep angle of his penetration. His hand comes down and smacks my ass, sending a sharp sensation of lust sparking through my body and making my pussy clench down on his cock.

“Harder,” I plead, bucking my hips at him and trying to force his cock to go even deeper inside me, the spanking sending me over the edge.

With a groan, he presses his body against mine harshly and starts fucking me in complete abandon, pounding me so fiercely that a pleasant warm numbness starts taking over my pussy. “That’s...That’s it…” I groan, my eyes rolling in their orbits as my brain starts short-circuiting.

I close my eyes as electricity starts crackling under my skin, tension mounting inside of me, and I grit my teeth, bracing for impact. The orgasm hits me before I’m fully ready for it and I’m surging through pleasure on shaky legs, barely holding myself up.

“Now that’s how you get started,” I whisper, breathing hard enough to make me dizzy for a moment. With a groan he slides his cock out of my pussy but, before I can continue my assault on him, he grabs me by the hips and forces me forward on the bed. My arms shoot up by instinct, and I place my hands against the wall for support, jutting my ass back as I do it.

“I love the view from here,” he says, spanking my ass again. This only makes me push my ass out more for him.

Jake brings his mouth to my shoulder and growls against my skin, jabbing his cock between my ass cheeks. That thrust and groan is all the warning I get before he starts to work my clit, rubbing rough circles over my sensitive spot with such fervor that I start to sweat and pant. I wiggle my ass for him again, and I feel his cock slide into my pussy again, filling me up so perfectly. The passionate, rough yet tender fury that Jake shows me now makes me ache. The dull ache within my body pulses through me, and my eyes start to well up. The thick rod of his cock inside me fills me and strokes every sensitive spot within me. I need him with a maddening lust that eliminates everything from my thoughts but desire.

And Jake’s cock has no intentions of relenting. He pumps into me and strokes my G-spot with his perfect 12 inches. The instant intensity of contact makes my pussy tremble and shake, my legs shivering beneath me but managing to hold me up.

“Come hard for me, Layla, because your cum is what I’m using as lube to fuck your perfect ass,” Jake says, lips trailing my spine.

A thrill shoots through my body at the erotic promise. The way Jake and I fuck makes every other sexual partner I’ve had seem so tame in comparison. Jake challenges me, claims me, and makes sure every part of my body is part of the total bliss that he brings me.

Jake’s fingers grip my hips and pull me tight against him, stroking inside me so deep and hard that it feels like an earthquake erupts from my body. The shockwaves start in my pussy and hum through my clit, but my whole body erupts with molten lust. I feel an intensive pressure build up inside me and a warm release, and I realize that I’m not just coming but I’m spraying cum—I’m squirting, and it is a lot.

“Well, you perform very well on demand,” Jake says, and I feel him pull his cock out and rub it all over my soaking wet pussy. He runs the length of his cock up and down my slit before he positions the head of his cock on my ass. I press back against him, feeling him shove inch by inch up my ass. My cum is more than enough to create a smooth, frictionless entry and I cry out at the feeling of being so full of his cock.

Soon enough, the sound of skin-on-skin, my cheeks slapping his thighs, fills my whole bedroom. My high-pitched moans of pleasure add to the sounds and I am utterly consumed by my lust. The instinctual part of me takes over and I push back into his cock and ride him as much as he rides me. I feel free and my whole body is on fire.

“Fuck my ass...as hard as you can,” I tell him, looking back at him over my shoulder. His reply is a simple grin, but that’s enough for me. He starts upping his pace until my eyes start rolling in their orbits. For a moment, I stop seeing and hearing; my brain just refuses to keep on working and surrenders to the unstoppable avalanche of pleasure that crashes against it and I give way to it, letting it all flood my system and take over me. I can get utterly lost with Jake, and he’s always there, anchoring me back to reality as much as he separates me from it.

Jake pulls his cock out of my ass, and I feel how hard he is, but I realize that he hasn’t come yet. Look at me, greedy for all the orgasms and coming down from the high of one now, I still have a plan.

“Now you come for me,” I tell him with a wicked grin, my voice still trembling from the orgasm he just gave me. I put my feet on either side of his chest, angling myself above him to press my dripping wet pussy to his face. Then, I grab his cock with both of my hands and angle it upward, aiming it straight at my eager mouth. I’m literally licking my lips in the moments before his in my mouth; that’s how much I crave Jake’s cock inside me.

I dive onto his cock at once, opening my mouth as wide as I can and taking all of his cock inside me. Sucking and stroking at the same time, just like I was doing before, I ravage his cock, and I do it while he ravages my pussy, his mouth working on me with all of his fury. Sure, he’s going to come, but I most certainly feel another orgasm already setting sail inside my body to take over my senses.

His mouth keeps working his magic but I can’t keep up with him; he’s doing me in with the compounded orgasms from before and how good his mouth feels now. With a wet pop, I pull Jake’s cock out of my mouth and stroke it, breathing deeply while I try to catch my breath. He might be winning this round...or am I? Hard to tell at this point. Lust pulses through my body, electric lust sparking through me to a point where I feel myself teetering on the edge of an orgasm and I know that any moment, I’ll be pushed off the erotic cliff into utter blissful madness.

Jake knows I’m close to an orgasm; he knows my body and what I want better than I do, he’s proven that on more than one occasion, and he presses a finger to my ass, then another, scissoring them to stretch my ass and bring back the sensations he created when he fucked me so hard and so deep. I love the sensation of his mouth on my pussy.

“Jacob,” I moan as he stretches his fingers inside my ass, my insides burning up as he starts fingering it while licking my pussy. “Oh, God, yes!” The words are swallowed, drowned out by lust as an orgasm pulls me under and takes me over.

Both my pussy and ass clench around him, the muscles contracting as the orgasm shoots through my body and makes every inch of me feel like molten lust courses through my veins. I run my pussy down the length of his face before I come back to his cock and sheath him inside me, my hands grasping the mattress firmly. His hands go to my ass and clutch me, holding me tight as I start to ride him.

I squeeze him with my inner muscles, desperate for his cock to unload inside me. I know he can’t resist much longer. I hear a low moan rise from his throat and I know I’ve got him now.

I look back at him over my shoulder, grabbing one of his hands and dragging his fingers to my clit. I hold his hand there against me so that he can feel how much I’m trembling and shaking while riding him.

Plus, when he starts working faster circles on my clit, I throw my head back and moan loudly, and that makes his cock jerk inside me. I feel it then, hot jets of cum shooting inside my pussy. I squeeze around him with my inner walls and milk out as much cum as I can before I go to lift myself off of him, turning around quickly to take him in my mouth. I taste my cum and his cum together and I moan, the vibration making his cock twitch in my mouth. I open my mouth and lap my tongue around the head while he keeps shooting ropes of cum onto my tongue. His fingers scoop up some of my cum from my pussy and I watch him as he rubs it on his tongue. Lapping up the rest of the cum from his cock, I bring my mouth to his and kiss him. Our cum melds together on our tongues, mixing and tasting delicious, and I love that the man I love is kissing me and sharing our cum.

He breaks away from the kiss to breathe and looks down at my face, watching my expression as he pinches and pulls on my nipples. His hips begin to thrust in time with my grinding, rubbing his cock up and down against my pussy slowly. I know we're far from done. My back arches and my fingers dig into his skin. I need to be fucked by him, need to have his cock inside me again. I feel his hot breath against my ear as he leans down and bites my earlobe.

“I love you, Layla,” Jake says in a warm, rich voice that practically feels like honey poured over my skin.

He enters me as the words leave his lips, his cock sliding inside me inch by inch until he is fully inside me, stretching me with his cock. The way that he feels sinking inside me, all 12 inches, is so perfect that in the moment my body stretches to accommodate him I feel like I’m about to see stars. My eyelashes flutter and, I swear, constellations of pleasure go off behind my eyes like fireworks lit up by his touch. My nails drag over the skin of his back, marking him with long scratches. He growls in response and bites into my neck, closing his lips over my skin and sucking hard enough to leave behind a mark.

“Oh fuck, Jacob! I love you too!” I cry out, the way he’s touching me pulling me under into an ocean of lust.

Jake slides his hands under my body, wrapping his arms around my back and holding me close to him as he starts to fuck me. The warmth of him around me feels as good as his cock sliding inside me. Every time he sheaths himself completely inside me it sends a shockwave of pleasure through my body and I never want him to stop fucking me. He rocks his hips with each thrust, rubbing the head of his cock against the walls of my pussy. Jake closes his mouth around one of my nipples, sucking on it and flicking with his tongue. The intensity of pleasure moving through me makes me shiver. “Jacob,” I pant out, just having to say his name because I ache for him.

My pussy throbs around his cock with every thrust. His body rubs against mine, stimulating my aching clit. Jake kisses me, and as I moan into his mouth he gradually fucks me faster. I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him as close to me as I can. Every time he fills me completely with his cock, his body rubs against my clit. My hips rock against his with every thrust. My pussy starts to clench around him, the little throbs signaling my end.

“I’m going to come!” I cry out with a yelp, the pleasure surging through me and making me gasp lungfuls of air.

Jake’s mouth is on my neck, the feel of his lips on my skin bringing me closer yet. “Come for me again, baby,” he growls against my skin. The warmth of his breath sends shivers up my spine.

The pleasure reverberates through my whole being, my blood heating and all my nerve endings firing off at once. “Oh God!” I yell, my toes curling up, ecstasy flowing through my whole body.

Jake brings his cock to my mouth and without thinking about it I open my mouth and wrap my lips around his cock. Sliding my tongue up and down the shaft, I savor every drop of my pussy on his cock and taste him, pre-cum already leaking from the tip again, which I suck down right away.

I bob my head up and down, keeping tight suction around his cock. I hear him groan and it makes me bob harder up and down. Jake starts to take charge, thrusting harder, and it makes my clit twitch at the shift in power. I want him to want this as much as I do, and I can taste the veins practically pop on his enormous cock.

Jake’s cock starts to twitch again and he fucks my mouth, fast strokes inside of me like he would fuck my other holes. I love when he fucks me like an animal, like he’s using my body for his pleasure...because it turns me on just as much. Together, we rely on instinct and don’t think about anything, we just let our bodies show us what we need. I act on how I feel instantly, the way he’s thrusting his cock in my mouth, and I sink my fingers into my pussy and finger myself in time with his rhythmic pumping into my mouth. He pushes his cock all the way down into my throat and starts to come, filling my mouth until it drips down my chin. Tasting his cum in my mouth, I start to orgasm hard again, legs trembling as my own arousal runs down my thighs…I feel like I’m about to blackout just from the sheer ecstasy that’s rushing over me. The pleasure coursing through my body makes me shiver and shake, and it feels like I’m in a full-body orgasm state that won’t let me go.

Jake pulls his cock out of my mouth while I’m still in this ongoing orgasmic state of bliss.

He pulls me back down on his cock. He fucks me harder, faster. He thrusts into me with a raw power that feels more like he’s claiming me than he’s fucking me, and I love it. I am desperate for his every claiming touch, the fire inside me only stoked when he rocks inside me more. I press my hips up to meet his, clamp my inner muscles around his cock, squeezing my whole body as I meet his every thrust. His cock in enormous, filling me up so deeply that my eyes roll back into my head. Low moans escape my throat in quick succession, my mouth going slack as the sounds start to seem to come from somewhere else. I’m almost having an out of body experience, yet I’m so completely part of my body now, like a mystical kind of ecstasy as he fucks me.

I hear Jake groan, a low, growling sound that rises up from his body. I clasp my hands behind his neck and start to pull myself closer to him, because I know that he’s getting close to his own orgasm.

The strokes shorten, and I know that he’s almost over the edge of pleasure now, too, and I want to take him there. I want him to come at least half as much as I have tonight; I want him to experience the ecstasy that he’s brought me now. This is the grand finale, after all the fucking we’ve done tonight…we’re both about to melt from all the orgasms we’re having, but we’re not quite done, yet. He’s building me up, and he’s pushing himself to the edge, too.

His finger takes over my clit, and I cry out. The heat that he’s been stoking within me finally washes over me as the next orgasm finally releases and takes over my thoughts. I fall apart on the bed, coming utterly undone at the sensations that have all built through my body and are taking over, coursing through me. Jake’s hand presses against my clit, and it’s like my orgasm pushes him over the edge and sets off his own. We’re a chain reaction of desire, one firing the other off.

Jake’s cock twitches inside me and his cock explodes into me, and with a deep groan, he falls forward, catching himself on his hands on either side of my body. He trembles as he empties himself inside me, filling me up with what must be another gallon of cum. The man comes more than any man I’ve ever known, and I love the feel of him heating me up inside. I gasp, my walls clenching around him, and I’m hyperaware of his cock jerking inside me. My body does what it’s created to do and milks him of every drop of his lust, spasming in rhythm with him, until, finally, the orgasm releases me and I’m more spent and more satisfied than I have ever been in my life.

Jake collapses on top of me, breathing hard, and my heart hammers against his ribs. His chest rises and falls in time with mine and I remember, we dropped the ‘L’ bombs. We love each other. We just fucked so hard after we said ‘I love you’ to each other. A warmth spreads through my body and I think about just how much I do love him. And he loves me. I am so happy that my heart could hammer and beat right out of my chest right now.

Jake looks up at me and smiles, and I wonder if he’s thinking the same thing. He pulls his hips backward and slips out of me, already softening, and he kisses my forehead. When he lies next to me, I feel more blissful than I ever have in my life. I love this man. I love Jacob Kent, the Cunning Linguist, and the man with whom I am actually capable of having completely unrestrained sex with, even if I don’t have an audience. It turns out your own personal chorus of joy inside your head and more orgasms than there are days in a week can be just as satisfying.

I get off the bed and walk to the bathroom to clean up. When I return to the bed, his arm wraps around me and I listen to his heartbeat as I fall asleep, realizing we’ve spent hours fucking. For so long that I’m not just tired from the sheer energy we expended but because we fucked the evening away. And I couldn’t be happier about it.