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his eyes makes me nervous. “ Don ’ t ever … trust me, sweetie … just don ’ t …”
    He comes at me some more. His body
is about to touch mine. I back up, step after step after step. When my back
hits the wall, I gasp. Jake is still coming at me. I can smell the smoke on his
clothes. The way his breath mixes with booze and smoke. He shouldn ’ t kiss me. My mind tells me to
be logical. I ’ m the logical
girl. Jake was with someone else tonight. Kissing her mouth … maybe eher body … and if Jake kisses me, it ’ d be like I was down on another
girl.
    My face burns red.
    Now I ’ m
thinking naughty thoughts of not just me and Jake, but of me and another girl.
    What the fuck, Jade?
    Jake is inches from my mouth and
then he suddenly jumps back. He grits his teeth and shakes his head.
    “ Go
the fuck home, ” he growls. “ Go to your pampered life and
everything being perfect. ”
    “ You
think that ’ s how it is for
me? ” I ask.
    “ I
don ’ t give a shit, sweetie.
I have my own agenda in life. And it doesn ’ t
include some princess like you. ”
    I push from the wall and try to
slap Jake. He ’ s fast, able
to dodge the smack, letting me know that I ’ m
not the first to try and smack him.
    “ You
don ’ t remember? ” I cry out.
    And when I say cry … damn me … I mean cry. My eyes fill with tears. I think of
the other guys who had touched me before. Such an empty, dumb feeling. Even the
one who tried to take my V- card, but I was never sure if it
actually counted. Which means … well … Jake ’ s the first to be inside me.
Like deep inside me. Like making me come while inside me.
    I finish first. The aching throb
attacks my body better than any drink in the world. Now I ’ ve never done drugs
before but maybe this is what being high feels like. I don ’ t know. If it is, then I
totally get it. I ’ m
already addicted and I ’ m
still coming. Jake is still fucking me. He ’ s
on top of me now, the scent of his body … sweat … cologne … all
man … it ’ s everywhere. Attacking
all my senses.
    I reach up and try to touch his
back, his shoulders, but I have nothing. I ’ m
limp. I ’ m
his. And he ’ s
still thrusting deep into me.
    He kisses my chest , his tongue then slices up to my chin. When he kisses me, I lift my
hips, groaning into his mouth. I ’ m
so tender and sore. I need relief. I need him to stop. But I don ’ t want him to though. It
just feels so good.
    Jake grabs my wrists and puts
them above my head.
    “ Fuck,
your tits are perfect like this, ” he says. “ Keep
your wrists like this. ”
    His hand lets go of my wrists
and he cups my breast. I ’ m
lucky enough that my breasts are big enough to still have size, even with my hands above my head. I ’ m
bouncing and dancing for Jake, his body commanding me to move. I ’ m hopeless to him and for
him.
    Jake starts to speed up,
grunting with each hard thrust of his body. He ’ s so deep and I ’ m losing my breath with
each pump. My body is jumping back on the bed. The bed is groaning and smacking
against the wall.
    I ’ m now that person … the one getting fucked
so hard the bed hits the wall.
    Holy shit … it ’ s amazing.
    Jake growls as he thrusts one
last time. I can feel everything inside me. The way his cock starts to throb as
he comes. The pulsing feeling as he fills the condom. I moan each time he
throbs.
    He then slowly moves at me some
more. Gently back and forth, like he ’ s
easing me down from everything we ’ ve
done tonight.
    “ Put
your head back, ” he says to me. “ Close
your eyes. ”
    “ Why …”
    “ Just
fucking do what I say. ”
    I close my eyes. I feel Jake
pull from my body. The next thing I feel is a tender ache. My
legs are shaking, my toes curling. I bite my lip. My sex is sore. I feel warmth
and wetness. I want more, but I can ’ t handle anymore tonight.
    I feel Jake rub something
between my legs. It ’ s
a cloth or something. I open my eyes as he folds the