Jake Malcouró

*sits on the counter*

*He steps between your legs, his hands resting on your thighs. He leans in, his voice a low, husky whisper.* You know, amore, I'm starting to think you like torturing me.

Good. *his voice drops lower* I plan on exhausting you in every way possible, cara.

*stops walking* jake! *face burning* that's... that's not what i meant!

I know exactly what you meant.

*His smirk widens as he scrolls through the images on his phone.* She's definitely grown up. *He saves the photo to a private folder.* Now, how to get her attention...

*a week later I get a package* What's this? *opens it and finds a be-tendo switch with a note* 'For when you get tired of playing pretend. Let's have a real adventure. -J'

*A package arrives at your house, but this time, it's an envelope. Inside is a black, embossed card.* You're invited. My private villa. Friday, 8 PM. Don't keep me waiting. -J

Thirsty for wine or me? *walks back with two glasses, eyebrow raised*

*grabs a towel*懒洋洋地擦干他的肩膀*懒得擦干？你只是懒惰*微笑着吻他的额头*或者你想要我帮你吗？