My Future Wife

"Do you wanna have fun, Jacob?" Tori was sensually asking while I was leaning with eyes closed what this naughty girl might be thinking again.

I only have no choice, and I need a date for my friend's wedding. If not, the whole gang will tease me that I'm the only one who isn't married yet.

"How do you plan to have fun on the airplane?" I snapped, smirking in irritation at her, Perhaps because of my migraine.

"Are you underestimating me, Mr. Smith?" threatening as she called me on my surname.

"You might lose your sanity with just my presence Jacob," her utterance of words was sensual.

"If you say so, Tori, but I'm not in the mood." I sarcastically murmur while massaging my forehead. I don't particularly appreciate flying.

Shit! Shameless! I felt her hand crawl in the middle of my thigh, shuddering as my arm hairs rose, biting my lip very slowly, enjoying her play with my lump. I felt that because I was only wearing jogger pants, involuntarily touching my nape on heavenly like that she was doing like rushing water in a river, violent. My pain and sensation are starting to build up. A magical fire gradually spreads and grows. It's hard to gut.

Where did Nikolai get this one? And it looks like horny than me. At least as long as she can please me, then why not? Besides, she knows her limit. I'm not into something serious relationship. I only want to have fun, and she looks like that too. All the women I hang out with, I let them know I am not interested in them. I'm not into a vanilla relationship.

You'll be my sex slave if you insist. I'll support you financially but not emotionally.

She kept on taking off my jogger, so I barely stood up for her to succeed in what she was planning. Fortunately, we were in the double seat in the corner, and nobody would notice if we had a mystery to do. My cover is already on my thigh, and only briefs are left. She continued to caress the lump in my middle, caressing my face by the strange heat flowing all over my body. She lifted my t-shirt slightly and went to my nipples, squeezing them, "Hmmm, your body looks like a hulk Jacob," she said as it landed on my abs.

"I go to the gym regularly," was my formal answer, still looking straight ahead. It went back to my flurry.

"Hmmm! It looks like it tastes good, Jacob," teasing me in my ear and continued to stroke until my bird came out at the exit of my brief. Ohh! Mother fucker! I shuddered in my mind, feeling the warmth of her palm caressing its head luxuriously, up-down, over again.

"Your boner is ready to fly, Jacob!" She whispered, making the situation even hotter, turning my ear to red from the boiling position.

"What the fucked Tori. Are we going to make out here? Are you serious?" I swallowed, questioning her in a low voice. It's the first time in history and on the plane. Excellent, and you are lucky when a woman approaches you. There is no need to flirt or court, showing malice, offering themselves to you willingly.

"Are you okay, Jake?" she grinned as if teased and was pleased with my reaction, calling me in my other name.

"I'm fine," was my short answer as I adjusted my seat because my ass was about to fall off.

"Are you sure it's fine?" I think she's referring to whether the violence she commits is okay. Tori was aggressive. I will not miss this opportunity.

"Is it okay if I swallow your bird?" It whispered in my ear, which led to my body hair erections.

"Yeah," My brief agreement. Who is the man who will deny grace when food on the table is offered freely in front of you? Can't I peck yet?

"It tastes better if we could put some salsa on it," she teased even more.

"Wait! Tori," I blocked her with my hand as she tried to go.

"What?" She wrinkles, obviously irritated.

"I'll cover you for safety," I took the blanket, covered it and even the pillow I was holding in my left arm.

Holy Cow! I'm used to what Tori is doing, sucking on my hard bird, stroking gently, which made my mouth gape quickly-slightly glancing around, peeking on someone be watching. The plane is about to land. I haven't been out yet, shit! I held her by the head and gently accompanied the lift of her chin. She was pressing hard, feeling the tip of her throat that she almost vomited, panting as she sucked on it. She was using her hand to masturbate me, simultaneously sucking. This woman is great, well -trained. It's already normal for me to start the moves, but this scenario was somewhat fun and exciting. I didn't imagine Tori to be like this far performing well in terms of arousing.

"Are you having fun, Mr. Smith? " Tori snapped, lifting a bit her head to look on me as I'm staring her down.

"Tori, stop peeking. Maybe someone will walk by and get their attention." I utter, leaning her head back on my hard one, then the pleasure takes on once again. Gulping simultaneously as she stroke so dumped crazy, the feeling was indescribable.

"Tori, make it fast. We are going to touch down," I whispered to her, then she began stroking it more complex and more profound. Even the aircon on it's still getting hotter, and I am overwhelmed by the strange joy I feel as if my eyes stick up. I encountered so many girls like this aggressive before, but Tori was a bit flexible them all, giving her best to stir me on, getting my attention with her fascinating ways. My thighs stiffened, gripped tightly to the armrest, sweating from the intense movement.

"Don't stop Tori," I demand on her delaying the electrifying stroke she is giving on me, placing my palm into her head pushing it through my cock.

I'm cumming! That's where I feel the finish line! Ahh! Fuck! The liquid erupted like a volcano, blocking my mouth with my arm to stop the growl loudly, remaining still, my muscles stiffened, my legs unable to move until the strange sensation subsided. That was damn fucking good!

"Next time, shave," she grinned once wiping her mouth. Tori took out alcohol and almost poured it into her hand.

"Do you have wet wipes?" its eyes narrowed.

"For what?" I wonder where she will use it.

"I'm gonna wash up your Bird," she sneered, looking down at me.

"It's fine. I'm going to use the bathroom when we land." I gulped, inhaled. Maybe if Tori were the one to clean up, I would be hard again. We were about to go down, so it would be torture for me, stopping in the middle.

"Jacob!" I stared at her call.

"Yes?" I frowned, wondering what she would say. "Later again, okay," she said softly and smiled slightly. This one is undeniably skilled. It's worth what I paid her, with extra services. Tsk girl was now weird. They are the ones appealing. I guess that was a good warm-up for now, then later will be the intense finale.

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[Mia POV]

Mia, look out! I could hear a loud shout, but why myself couldn't stop, throwing the ball at him with great force. In slow motion, the guy fell.

Aimee was running towards me, "Girl, what did you do to him?" Astonished, she asked me, gaping and holding her mouth in shock.

"Eh! He blocked me. Is it my fault that I was stunned?" telling excuses to my friend. Some of our teammates even approached the man, picked him up, and took him to the clinic. As Aimee and I just stared into the distance.

~~

"Do you know who it is?" she asked with a raised eyebrow as we walked home. Aimee has become accustomed to hanging out at my place before going home to them.

"I know who that is, and he was a fool, running through the field. Is he stupid because he knows there's a game ongoing?" I sighed and remembered the incident. He is handsome, so I looked steadily. I wasn't aware my hand would be the focus on him. The ball then hit him in the face.

"Girl, you don't know him?" she asked in astonishment again, stunned.

"No! I don't, and why do I have to know all the guys on campus?" I frowned and stared at the road we were on.

"I don't know him personally as well, but I heard he was the girl's talk of the campus and even at the other school." hmmm, probably with the number of women tripping over him, she is unlikely to notice me tsk tsk tsk I said to my brain. Why am I the only one in the group who hasn't had a boyfriend yet?

~~

"Thank you, Mia, and I'm heading home now. Tomorrow again ah. Aunt bye .." She waved at mama and then left. I sigh every time I think I don't have a boyfriend yet. Am I ugly? Stinky? But compared to other women on campus, I'm nothing. Very plain and without self-art, when going out with the group I only wear simple jeans and a shirt. My long hair is slightly ponytailed, and I'm not even white.

~~

I got to school early as my driver's head up early. They were crowded somewhere on the campus bulletin board.

"what's up ?" mumbling in my mind, holding my book to my chest, frowning in astonishment.

"Aimee! Wait!" I called my friend who was arriving, and I gasped as I approached her.

"Mia!" It was wrinkled and looked anxious. I want to say something, but I can't do it.

"What is that frown in your face? Did you skip your meals again?" I asked her, still slightly out of breath from my chase.

"Mia, next time, be careful." She murmured.

"Huh? What are you saying, Aimee? I don't understand. Can you clarify? Where shall I be careful?" my eyebrows meet, and I'm a little annoyed from hanging for what she's saying.

"The man you injured yesterday was looking for you. You're dead by now, Mia. He wasn't happy with the lump you gave him. It seemed like He's been in the hospital before going home." She snapped, smirking as we walked towards the room.

"Just that? I'll say sorry then, and if He wants, I can pay his hospital bill." I roared and shrugged slightly-small thing, what a big deal there. I didn't kill him, so why hunt me instantly as if in the movie.

~~

"Now class dismissed," said our biology professor. The chairs slumped again with everyone's excitement.

"What do you want to eat Aimee," I asked her, as she probably didn't have any more money in her pockets. My best friend works hard at school and wants to graduate to be able to go abroad. Their life in the province is complex, and she only stays with her aunt here in Manila.

"Nevermind! You will treat me again," she said pointedly, looking at me slightly.

"Let's go!" I dragged her once we laughed. Aimee is important to me, like my younger sister. I am 2 yrs older than her. That was the time I stopped because of my heart disease.

~~

Aimee and I used to walk home and exercise because my doctor also told me that I should have recreational activities to keep my heart active and its blood flows appropriately.

Suddenly a car pulled up beside us. Aimee and I frowned, stopping at our stand.

"Take in the one with a ponytail," I softly heard the voice of the person in the car. Aimee and I quickly panicked as she slapped the man trying to pull me, but she's nothing against its strength.

"Mia! Why don't you let go of my friend? You motherfuckers," her voice growled, crying.

"Who are you, and where will you take me," I struggled, but nothing happened as they were able to get me inside successfully.

"You? That stupid idiot went through the middle?" I scolded him sharply, frowning and still panting. He just looked at me badly. His face was dark, but its blue eyes did not escape my amusement. Is he the heartthrob of the school? What does he need from me? I saw the swelling of his forehead, probably on the hit of the ball.

"at the beach house Nikolai," he told the driver, intimidating.

"What am I going to do there? Hey, are you deaf?" I barked. If it were because of the lump on his head, it would be very shallow, take me just because of that.

I retreat to call Aimee to see what had happened to her as I remember she didn't have a phone. She didn't even agree to let me buy her.

~~

"Leave us alone now," he ordered the two men. I don't know where he took me, but we traveled for almost 4 hours in my calculation.

"Call Tita. Tell her you're here at home," I wondered at what he said. Tita! Huh? Does mom know him?

"What are you saying? And here in his house?" my forehead furrowed in astonishment. Is he on drugs? I just now got the chance to take a closer look at his face. Shit! He's handsome with perfect contour and has this undeniably sex appeal, so it's not surprising that girls mob over him.

"Mention my name, Jacob Smith. Will you or do you want your mom to worry?" he said with a serious face. The bruise on its head is still visible, making me a little amused that made him frown.

"So you're happy with what you did? Mia." hmm, He knows me, but why? Since when? It's grimacing.

[Jacob POV]

I always saw her when we were young. Support Mia, Jacob. Someday you will get married. I remember what Mommy said over and over. She was in high school, and I was in College. The day she threw the ball hard in my face was our meet again. I'm lazy to study, so I spent a long time in high school until now just graduating with my degree. I don't have to learn, and I will also inherit everything when Daddy dies. I am very angry with him.

"Hey! What's your plan? How long are you going to keep me here?" I sighed, forgetting that she was still here. Why did I even bring her? In fairness, she's beautiful but nothing so special. There seems to be no excitement at all.

"I'll get you some food. Just a moment."

[Mia POV]

I couldn't understand when I mentioned his name. Mama didn't even react and just said okay. Huh? What's that! Shouldn't she be worried because a man took me? I looked around then I realized I was in a room. It has men's gear like basketball rings, cars, and toys. Was it his room when he was a child?

"Here, eat!" it says briefly, feeding me like a dog, staring steadily.

"Chill, Mia. I won't hurt you. I won't rape you either," he said, sitting on the small couch facing the bed where I was sitting. Am I not likely to rape? He's so mean. I'm still a woman, and he's serious.

~~

"So where can I sleep? Do you have extra clothes? I need to take a shower, Jacob. I'm sticky," I stammered to him. It's true, feeling wasted all day wearing this same piece of clothes. I can already smell myself.

"Wait, I'll get you some," he said briefly, going to the other room.

"Here! Use it," he threw an oversized t-shirt and boxer shorts at me.

"Is this yours?" Nodding while reviewing what he gave me.

"That's my sister's clothes," His voice sounds husky.

"Your sister?" I can't believe it because it looks masculine, but we are the same. I'm more comfortable wearing a t-shirt and shorts only. So no underwear. Complaints of my brain. Still not sinking on me that I'm with the school heartthrob, the girls might want to kill me thinking I'm stealing their dear Jacob Smith.

When I went out of the bathroom, Jacob was already nowhere to see. I feel at ease without his presence. He shouldn't stay here. Yes, He looks hot and yummy. Maybe it would be nice if he could get my virginity. Shit, stop it! I was swaying my brain. Why came out in my mind so suddenly.

"Why Did you leave me? You said you wouldn't leave me! But why? Why? Mother fucker, you left me behind!"

What is that? I scratched my head, looking at the clock. Still early. What a noise. I followed where the cry was coming from. Jacob exposed himself to me, looked drunk, wobbly while still drinking the bottle he was holding. I approached him, worried that the waves might carry him away and I'm the last one with him, to think right.

"Jacob, enough of that. You are drunk!" I rebuked him, pulling his arm appropriately and placing it on my shoulder to take him home.

"Come inside. Are you stupid?" disgusted, I said it loudly, enough to break Jacob's eardrum, leading him inside.

"Don't bother me, mother fucker," he said softly and pushed me slightly. What's his problem? He shouldn't grab me this far if he planned to get drunk and drown. If something terrible happens to him, I will carry the burden.

"Same to you. You are foolish." I frowned as I yelled at him. With the force of the wind, my t-shirt almost lifted. I'm not even wearing a bra yet.

"What did you say?" his voice rasped, smirking wobbly while talking.

"You are not just a fool! You're also deaf! Oh, my G, if women will see you this wasted, they will turn off precisely," making him conscious, but even though he was drunk and wasted, he was still really handsome, look like the leading man of 365 days, so damn hot. He was Drunk, with no intention to rape me. Hmmm, I might do it, awfully hungry for this man.

"Will you turn off with me? Are you challenging me, Mia?" his face was angry, and I didn't like the edge of his speech.

"Come on! Come inside," he pulled my hand as he threw away the bottle he was holding. What is he planning to do? I was nervous, and my heart beat faster. Shit, I finally did provoke the dragon in him.

***

"Pardon what did you said earlier," he threw me on the bed and stared at me, waiting for my answer.

"Why? Is there anything wrong with what I said? All the women will turn off seeing you that way, wasted, like crazy. Are you broken-hearted? Is that all? You're making yourself drunk. "I want to retract what I said. Am I aware of being broken, and I haven't even had a boyfriend yet.

"Take back what you said, Mia," he ordered, his eyes sharp, narrowed, his jaws stiff as his hands clenched.

"Why should I withdraw? You indeed look wasted. I couldn't understand when Aimee said that girls were chasing you!" I stood, crossing my arm into my chest as I pouted at him. We were probably only two feet away from each other.

"You're not going to take it back?" Grabbing my right arm, fed up with my stubbornness.

"You are hurting me already, Jacob. Big deal? Your overreacting, Jacob. Let go of me! You are handsome but such a waste. You fool!" Shit, I think it's too straightforward. He hauls me to the waist, causing me to grip his chest.

"Jacob!" I shouted when he wasn't doing anything yet. Then I felt his palm on my nape and pulled toward his face. Like slow-motion, Our lips met, feeling his warm breath. I sighed, chasing air.

"You mother fucker Jacob! I'm not cheap like your other girls, "struggling with his grasp, but it seems nothing to his firm. I could not even shake him with the strength of his force.

"This is the punishment for your eloquent tongue Mia," it growled. I never thought that my first kiss would be this way. Annoying, but it seems like as time goes on, I enjoy its violent kiss, feeling that rough but soft enter my mouth and play. Unbeknownst to me, I clasped to his neck and retaliated with his kisses.

It's getting hot all over me like boiling water. I must push Jacob, restrain and stay away. I can still think clearly, and I know it's wrong, but why does my earthly body seem to agree with his audacity.

"Jacob, please, don't do it. I'm still a virgin," I whispered, hoping he might stop. I'm still young for this, convincing myself not to drift to the call of the inner desire.

[Jacob POV]

Shit, I can't help myself, especially when the word virgin tingles in my earlobe. Her lips were lovely and very soft. Any man so quickly can turn on in her. Even if I want to stop, there is no chance. Besides, we will also get married soon, that's where we have been heading since we were just kids, our parents agreed to wed us.

I looked for the hem of her t-shirt, squeezing her soft hip gently. My mysterious hand went to her perky mountain, groaning as I circled her pert nipple. In no time, she will enjoy, give up and stop the struggle. I dropped her on the bed so that she could no longer fight back. It's her punishment for insulting me.

"Shit Mia!" I looked into her eyes, resting, my left hand on her neck as my right on her mountain. I heavily rasped as I watched her reaction. I leaned under her, and I quickly slipped my finger and felt her wetness with the boxer shorts' ease.

"You're so wet Mia," I was about to thrust my finger when I saw the tears dripping down the side of her cheek. I was stunned and remembered my late girlfriend. Shit Jacob what's going on with you. Are you this so disrespectful! My sober side seems to be talking about what I'm doing.

"I'm sorry, Mia. I didn't mean it. I was drunk, carried away by alcohol," I immediately stood up and turned away from her. I couldn't stand to see her cry. Feeling guilty, I got her up and hugged her, hearing her soft sob.