Jake couldn’t remember how often he had played the game ‘catch me’ when he was younger, but one thing he was sure was that he didn’t like being caught. He didn’t like it then and he definitely didn’t like it now. He hated what a certain brunette was doing to him.
He didn’t want to feel or care or show that anything mattered, but It was just one night and her innocence changed his views and dominated his mind, now he couldn’t look at her without conjuring up the image of her face tainted with colour against his pillow and how her dark hair splayed around her. He couldn’t forget how extremely exquisite she had looked with her eyes shut as she sighed his name.
Her skin as soft as silk he couldn’t forget the feel and he could think of nothing right now but to have her in his bed again naked
