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Jake-In his parents house

I felt his hands run down my body, stopping at my waist as he gave my throat the softest, most gentle kisses. He placed me on his bedroom study desk, in between all the comics and papers. It was his room from when he was younger. We were visiting his parents in Australia since I had some errands to run there

"Jake, we can't right now..." There was a throbbing that I had, y'know, down there, and I was trying my best to ignore it. "Why not? Little Jake always dreamed of this. Well, horny teenager Jake did. He deserves a lil something, no?" I roll my eyes from both annoyance and a burst of tingles running through me.

"He's gone. And now adult Jake needs to step in and realize that his parents are in the room only a staircase away from us," I whisper shouted the last sentence and tried to wiggle out of the way, but his arms were firmly pressed next to my build, pinning me to stay seated. "I don't know, Y/n...I'm sure that they would like grandchildren anyways, so," he continues to kiss along my neck and throat, slightly moving his kisses to under my chin

"Jake," I whimper. His hands roam around my body once again, finally stopping under my skirt on my inner thigh. He grazes it with his finger nail, kneeling down to give me stomach kisses. I stop trying to resist him and instead enjoy the moment I'm in

His lips come in contact with my inner thigh, tongue slowly making circles and cute hickeys being placed. I can do as much as a tiny, unbearably soft moan. He smirks and continues until...
"Hey guys, I- OH!" I look up to see Jake's mom staring at our current position. I get off the desk and Jake stands up, surprised

"I'm so sorry, Mrs. Sim, I can explain-" she cuts me off. "Oh, lord, no. It's perfectly fine. Kids will be kids, young and in love, having intercourse on a very antique wooden desk that has been in our family for hundreds of years," she mutters, disappointed. My eyes widen when she says that. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry ma'am, please, let me clean it or make it up to you somehow!"

My cheeks are burning, heating, on fire. Instead of a low bellow or grumble, she laughs. She chuckles so loudly that I even flinch a bit. "I'm sorry, I'm confused?" She walks to me and cups my cheeks. "You're such a doll. I was pulling your leg, okay. Calm down, love." She tilts her head to look up at Jake. "You've got a good one. Don't loose her," she says before walking out.