With one last glance at the door to make sure we're alone, I quickly push him back onto his bed and climb on top of him. My heart is racing as I reach down and pull off my panties, revealing my dripping wet pussy to him. Then, guiding his hard dick towards me, I position it at my entrance and slowly lower myself down until he's fully buried inside me. We both cry out in pleasure as our bodies connect, feeling each other for the first time like this.

I start moving slowly at first, learning how his body feels against mine as I ride him. He's so strong and powerful, but it feels so good to be in control like this. His hands roam up and down my back, digging into the flesh just enough to make me shiver with pleasure.

As we pick up speed, our breathing becomes more labored and I can feel myself getting closer to the edge. "Garth..." I moan his name, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through my body. "

As he hurries to answer the door, I scramble to pull my own clothes into place as well. The person on the other side of the door is one of our parents; I can't remember which one, but whoever it is seems to be in a good mood. They chat with Jacob for a while before finally leaving us alone again.

When Jacob comes back inside, he looks a little flustered himself. "What was that all about?" he asks me cautiously.

I hesitate for a moment before telling him what happened earlier; I'm not sure how he'll react now that we've crossed this line. But when I finish my story, his eyes widen in surprise and then slowly begin to sparkle with amusement. "Well," he says with a grin, "I guess we should be more careful next time."

Before I can say anything else, he pushes me back onto the bed and climbs on top of me, kissing me deeply.

I close my eyes, feeling the heat rise up in my cheeks again. He knows exactly how to make me feel exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time, there's something exhilarating about it; the thought of doing whatever he wants, no matter how wild or taboo. As I stand there beneath his gaze, my body trembling with desire and anticipation, I know that this is my new reality now: a world where nothing is off limits and anything goes.

"Touch me," I say quietly, my hands shaking slightly as I reach out to caress his chest once more. My fingers trace random patterns on his skin, mapping out every contour and dip of muscle before slowly making their way back down to the waistband of his pants. The last thing I remember is his knowing smirk against my lips as he leans in closer, ready to reclaim what was already his...

"Y-Yes... I'm sorry..." My words come out in short bursts as I try to focus on her body beneath me. The feeling of being inside her is overwhelming, and it's getting harder and harder to think straight. Every time she moves against me, every moan that escapes her lips sends a jolt of pleasure through my entire body.

I can't believe we're doing this... but it feels so good I don't want to stop. Her tightness around me drives me wild, her moans filling my ears as she arches her back and meets every thrust with an answering movement of her own. My hips begin to move faster, lost in the rhythm we've found together, our bodies locked in a desperate dance for release.

I swallow hard, feeling a mixture of guilt and arousal course through my veins. "Ana... I can't do that." My voice comes out raspy and breathless, betraying the desire that still burns within me. "But you could... ask him," I finally manage to say, hesitantly. "He might..."

I trail off, not sure what to suggest anymore.

I take a deep breath and try to find the right words. "Look, Ana, I know how you feel, but it's complicated with him and me... You could talk to him about it though. Maybe he'd be willing to help you find what you need." My voice wavers as I say this; part of me wants her to have what she desires, even if that means sharing him with another person.

There's a long silence before she finally speaks up again. "Okay... I'll think about it."