Jacob was gentle, taking time to let Tori trust him. Waves of pleasure flooded her and she moaned,<br/>"Oh, Jake. I want, I want, come here, oh, Jake, please," Tori tugged at his hair, her hands flailing from clutching the sheets to tugging on him.<br/><br/>He rose up, hair disheveled and looking dangerously sexy. His eyes were his eyes, no hint of otherworld there and his eyes told her that he needed more too. Never breaking eye contact, something that made Tori have a small orgasm as he seated himself inside her.<br/><br/>"My name is Jacob Dillon and I just slipped my cock inside you, Tori Morisette. I am stroking you, feeling you around me. You are soft and wet and warm and I can feel you quivering around me. Say my name, baby. I want to know that you know who is inside you. "<br/>he demanded, slowly pulling in and out of her, his arms stiff as he moved in the most traditional of poses.<br/><br/>Tori licked her lips and looked into his eyes. She felt as if all her senses were on high alert. The sight of him, the smell, the sound of his voice, the touch of him, finally her eyes rolled back into her head and she murmured,<br/><br/>"Jacob" as she wrapped her legs around him.