Dirty Fanfiction Jacob Sartorius Mga Nobela at Kwento

"For real, though, how many men have you lost?" "Five." Jacob turned his attention back to Scarlett. "You're sleeping in my room tonight, little angel. I'm still convinced you can do better than Griffin. Me, for example, would be a much better boyfriend." Griffin growled. "She would never fall in love with you!" "Ah, that's where you are wrong," Jacob said, smirking. "Your little lady seeks danger, and I'm much darker and brooding than you. Sexier. And I also think Scarlett here loves the taboo and forbidden, isn't that right, sweetheart?"

I can feel his harsh breaths fanning my face, We still share the same gravity which we used to share at collage time, There was some attraction between us, He was fire and he used to call me his oxygen, He was staring at me as if he has been trying to read me, But that girl has been dead for 6 years, whose eyes he could once read like an open book. Stop staring at me Jacob, please stop staring at me like this, or else I'll break down, I'll change my mind, Damn! I am stuck between devil and Den, Whichever path I walk, the end will be mine. **I have grown up listening to stories of fire and moths since childhood, and I always dreamed to have a love story like Fire and moths, but destiny had ot

Let’s just say my technique work since Jacob initiated a move to offer me a ride which is totally opposite of his regular behavior, I know Jacob since our childhood, he hates women who are easy to get laid with, being born in rich family with divine look and body he had nearly fucked half of our college girls during our graduations years of university but never once showed any respect towards them, he literally used to use them like trash in front of his friend, I myself had witnessed Jacob girlfriends getting harassed by his friend in front of Jacob who used to believe they were nothing but cheap slut who are only behind his money. Jacob is a sick bastard but I am worst, I let Ethan listen

Feeling that Jacob was a little strange, the man couldn't help but shout, "Tell me, what exactly do you want to say?" "I'm just afraid that you had fallen in love with Rita!" Jacob didn't dare to hide anything, so he told the truth. After Jacob said that, Liam became silent. Seeing this, Jacob smiled. He patted his chest firmly and said, "But I believe your taste is not bad, definitely. You won't fall in love with Rita, the damn fat indoorswoman!" Liam didn't respond but just stared at the computer deeply.

╭──────────.★..─╮ Selena's POV ╰─..★.──────────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ Jacob took a labored breath, forcing the words out like they physically hurt him. "It's not that I don't like you... as a person. It has nothing to do with you. I have treated every single art tutor the same way over the years. I didn't want to study art. I thought it was pointless. Most of the time I was just being a little shit so they would quit and leave me alone. I was throwing tantrums so my parents would finally look at me. Pay attention to me for once and…"

They used an electric rod to bring him to his knees. Regina was too shaken to say anything as they carted a screaming Jacob away. “You stupid slut! I hate you! You killed Arthur! You killed my best friend!” he yelled, his voice getting thinner. -=- Back in Jacob’s cell. ‘I told you not to do it. Now we’ll be stuck here forever.’ Arthur spoke in Jacob’s head. “You are the reason I am here. All those stupid stories you kept telling me about Ginny got into my head.” Jacob paced around his cell.

“Bet he thinks you're a good little wife. Probably has no idea you're spread open on his bed, dripping all over his sheets while you stuff your cunt.” The words hit me like a spark. I should have scolded him for talking about Victor like that, but at that moment, I didn’t care what he said. I was too aroused to think straight. Nikolai chuckled, pressing harder on my clit while he helped me fuck myself with the toy. “Look at you,” he continued, voice dropping lower. “Getting wetter every time I mention him. Does it turn you on knowing he could walk in any second? That he'd catch his wife letting a stranger play with her pussy?”

I knocked once, then let myself in. He was seated near the hearth, a book in his lap, but I could tell by the way he stared at the fire that he hadn’t been reading. “Emily,” he said, without looking at me. “Alpha.” He set the book down slowly. Then turned. Jacob was a handsome man—objectively, I suppose. Strong jaw, thick hair, golden eyes that flickered with too much ambition. But everything about him felt artificial. His charm was a performance. His strength, borrowed. He wore power like a second skin, but it never quite fit.

"So did you go swapping favorite passages from Naughty Nora's latest rampant CP anthologies while dry humping in public across the 'Literature and Theory' aisle?" I felt heat bloom in my cheeks despite myself at his ridiculous extrapolations. "I was just explaining... and it's not her it's her secretary. Some complex themes you'd miss with your typically crude mindset, asshole. Believe it or not, literary fiction can encompass polemical threads beyond mindless objectification." Jake waved a dismissive hand through the air, lips still twitching over my defensive retort about artistic integrity. "Sure, sure. I get it - you were psychoanalyzing the liberating illustrations of feminine desire an

she whispers. “It was, wasn’t it?,” Jan tells her as she offers a towel. “We also read your wish list,” Jon tells me as he ogles my throbbing erection while I tease him by running a finger tip along it. “You wanted to cuckold Sarah while she watched you flaunt your cock for another couple before they gave you a blow job. Perhaps a fifty-year cougar and her toy boy? Are you comfortable wth that Sarah?,”he asked as another couple appeared. “We would be.