By request, I've decided to post a small preview of the second chapter for Revenge Cake, which I sadly won't be allowed to continue until after the contest is over on April 23rd. Anyway, without further ado, here you go:
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LEAH POV
I needed some more cake. I needed to smear icing all over my sweet spots so that he would lick it off again like he had in the bathroom. I knitted my hands into his hair as we fucked in the cramped space of his car, guiding his mouth to those spots the best that I could. He'd driven down an old dirt road, parked us in between some trees, and had promptly gotten to business.
I was ass-up on my seat. Jake was doubled over me, his back brushing the roof of his tiny ass clown car. I ignored the gear shift as it prodded me in uncomfortable places, and concentrated on Jake only as he clutched my hips and pulled me onto him. My walls expanded to encompass his width as he plunged deeper, hitting all the right places as his hand—which he slid between my legs too—rubbed my clitoris with his thumb.
I thought that I was going to go cross-eyed.
Holy fuck, where had Zeus's dick been all my life?
“Jacob!” My head bumped the window as pumped into me.
“Yeah?” he grunted.
“This is so--”
I gasped as he rocked back and pressed into unexplored areas.
“--messed up, but don't stop. Don't ever stop. Let's just—Let's just be fuck buddies for the rest of our lives, okay?”
Jacob's fingers dug into my hips. He ducked forward, scraping my back with his teeth. I moaned, fogging up my window with my breath.
“But we hate each other, Leah. Remember?”
I screamed as he thrust into me hard, knocking my head against the glass again, but not giving a shit about the throb of pain. His hands worked up my sides, cupping my tits. He pinched, he pulled, and he bit my shoulder.
I couldn't move. I was paralyzed by ecstasy.
“Oh yeah,” I panted. “I forgot.”
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