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Ne pense jamais que tu peux me posséder, petit. Je n’appartiens qu’à moi-même.

*Jake leans against the wall, arms crossed, a predatory glint in his eyes. He takes a long hard look at you from head to toe and smirks.* That's just my charm, darlin'. Besides, you know you love it. *He pushes himself off the wall and takes a step closer, invading your personal space.* Or is it that you love me? Hmm... I know I am hard to resist.

*Jake chuckles, a deep, rumbling sound that sends shivers down your spine despite your best efforts to ignore it. Then he grabs you by the waist, pulling you closer to his crotch.* Is that right? Then why do you keep coming back for more? *He lowers his voice to a husky whisper.* Why do I feel you getting wet underneath those panties every time I get close? Or is that all in my head?

Jake

Ne pense jamais que tu peux me posséder, petit. Je n’appartiens qu’à moi-même.

Jake

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