Jake was trying to make Nyla happy but the woman refused to listen to him.

Asia, an obsessed demon who followed his footsteps like a shadow hoping to have sex with him like many others, was constantly putting the moves on him.

Nyla had walked in at a bad moment and Asia took it to her advantage to make Nyla angry which wasn't a good idea.

Asia flung herself at Jake, kissed him and had grabbed his dick.

To anyone who didn't see what happened before, it would look like they were getting ready to have sex.

And that's was what Asia wanted Nyla to think.

He felt her anger spike and she cursed at Asia.

Nyla flung herself at her, yanking her off of him and slamming her against the wall, cracking the wall.

"Get this straight, slut! He has me and I'm his queen! I'm his lover! Lay one hand on him again and I'll rip your face apart and feed it to the hounds!" Nyla's voice was so dark and menacing, Jake was surprised to hear this side of her.

Asia fought against her but Nyla was as strong as Jake and Nyla slammed her against the wall again.

"Now, run off before I kill you." Asia, for the first time, showed fear.

Now, Jake was trying to convince Nyla nothing was going to happen or had happened but she kept telling him he was lying.

"You were going to fuck her!" She yelled angrily.

Jake was losing his patience.

"Tell me the truth. You were, weren't you? You probably did fuck her!"

Jake snapped his head at her. Enough was enough.

"Well, then. I'm going to prove you wrong." He threatened and moved to her so fast she didn't have time to react. He placed a light kiss bellow her ear and she let out a shaky breath. She knew Jake was telling the truth but like always, her emotions blinded her to the truth.

Jake was determined to prove Nyla wrong. He was going to tease her in the most torturous ways possible until she admitted it. If she told him to stop, he would, but he didn't think she would be able to get the words out.

"S-so what are you gonna do? R-rape me?" Nyla asked weakly. She wasn't actually afraid he would, but she thought that maybe it would get him to stop kissing her neck so she'd be able to have a coherent thought.

He chuckled and started nuzzling her neck with his nose, causing her to shiver. "I won't need to," he whispered. "If at any time you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so. Without stuttering, you always stutter when you're aroused, so how am I supposed to believe you if you do?"

Jake's hot breath tickled Nyla's skin as he spoke as she fisted the material of her jeans to keep herself from groaning in pleasure. She would not give him the satisfaction of her vocalizing how good it felt. He made a trail of hot kisses along her neck and down to her throat where he stopped to suck on her pulse point. Nyla felt her skin grow hot and had to bite back a moan that threatened to escape her lips. Jake's lips were silky and warm and his tongue flicked across her skin in the most pleasurable ways.

Jake picked her up by the back of her smooth thighs and brought her over to their bed in the hotel room, positioning them so she was laying down on her back with him holding her wrists above her head, resting his body on top of hers. Still pinning her arms above her head and sucking on her neck, he reached down to un-do his belt, slowly pulling it through the hoops.

Once off, he used it to restrain her wrists to the head board so she couldn't push him away. She needed to say, without stuttering, that she wanted him to stop, not push him away. That would be cheating. Jake didn't like to be cheated. Nyla's breaths came in shallow pants, the feeling of his frame covering her sent a wave of excitement through her.

Her skin burned wherever he touched her and she had to keep reminding herself that she wasn't supposed to be enjoying this, that Jake was going to fuck Asia even if Nyla knew he wasn't and that she needed to tell him to stop.

But for the life of her she couldn't get the words past the lump that had formed in her throat. She would probably be able to choke it out, but not without stuttering, which would do her no good. She knew that she should be scared since Jake was stronger and had her restrained to a bed, but she just couldn't work up the energy to care.

She felt hot- so hot. And she could feel herself becoming wet from Jake's few soft kisses and caresses.

Jake was being so… possessive, so incredibly… sexy; she couldn't help herself from enjoying his tender touch.

Jake knew all too well that she wouldn't be able to say anything, but he would still give her the chance. He was going to make every movement slow and deliberate to make sure she had a chance to say stop if she wanted to and to tease her, increasing her pleasure.

He pulled back and there sat a large purple hicky from where he'd been sucking on her. He smiled in satisfaction and looked down at her shirt. He nuzzled her neck with his nose as he ripped her shirt right down the middle. Nyla gasped in surprise. Jake never ripped her clothes and frankly, she enjoyed it.

Jake flung her ripped shirt over the side of the bed. All that kept her covered was the lacy white bra she was wearing. He stared. She was beautiful.

He quickly un-hooked the back clasp of her bra and snapped the straps, tossing it aside with the rest of her clothes. She lay there panting and glaring at up at him, her top half completely exposed. She had to admit, with Jake looking down at her like he wanted nothing more than to devour her, she felt really good that she had the power to do that to him.

He leaned down so that his chest was flush against hers and his mouth was at her ear. Nyla thought she might bite her lip off from trying to smother her moans. The feeling of her chest pressed up against his-even if he did still had shirt on- was incredible. She could feel the defined bumps and curves of his hard muscles.

"Do you believe that I would do this to Asia?" Jake asked in a husky whisper, sending shivers of delight up her spine. Jake noticed and crept one hand up her spine, brushing it lightly with his finger tips, and the other going to the hem of his shirt, pushing up just enough for his bare stomach to press against hers.

She gasped.

"I'm waiting for an answer Nyla," he said, lightly running his teeth down her throat. He heard her smother a moan and applied more pressure. This time, she couldn't contain herself. She let out a loud moan that she hated herself for doing. But Jake couldn't have been more pleased.

"Y-yes, y-you were," she stuttered unconvincingly.

"Really," he breathed. "And this?" Jake ran his tongue gently down her jaw line. She groaned and squirmed beneath him, rubbing their lower halves together. Jake felt a growl rise deep in his throat at the pleasure he was feeling from their hips grinding together.

He pulled back from her neck and moved to her breasts.

Jake licked the small line of space in between her breasts. He heard her smother another moan and moved to lick the underside of her left breast. She didn't even try to keep in her sounds of pleasure.

He gave her nipple a sloppy kiss and ran his hands over her ass. He sucked on her and traced the line of her jeans to the front. Jake slowly undid the button and slid them down her legs. He had them down just past her knees when Nyla started to talk.

"St-st-st-"

"Still can't tell me to stop, can you? You still believe I was going to fuck Asia?"

She attempted to glare down at her but it came off as more of a needier pout. Jake smiled smugly and pulled down her pants the rest of the way, leaving her in just a pair of soaked pink cotton panties. Jake lightly ran his hands down her thigh, brushing them lightly with his finger nails. He blew on her nipple and she gasped.

She let out a shaky moan. "J-jake…"

"Yes?"

"Oh fuck," she breathed. Jake smiled against her nipples.

Jake bit down on her nipple and she let out a shaky breath. "You still believe that I would touch Asia this intimately? Still believe I was going to make her squirm like you are and moan my name over and over like you have?"

"Y-yes, I-I d-do." she lied.

"You stuttered," I teased.

"S-so w-what?"

"Well don't worry, this isn't even half of what I'm going to do to you," Jake whispered. He sat up and looked at her. Her face was divinely flushed and her lip was bright red from being bitten, her gorgeous hazel eyes half lidded and glazed over with pure lust. Jake smirked. "Do you still believe I would make Asia a hot mess like you are?"

"I-I-I," she gulped. "Y-Yes."

"You don't sound so sure about that."

"Y-you w-were g-going to f-fuck h-her ," she accused.

"Really?" Jake asked, a mischievous smile forming on his face. Her eyes flashed with fear and anticipation. He reached down to the hem of her shirt and slowly lifted it up. She watched his muscles flex as he pulled it up past his shoulders and over his head.

Nyla's breathing became shallow as she stared. His pants were next as he snapped the bottom from its slot and pulled down his zipper. Her eyes followed his every move.

"Like what you see?"

She nodded slowly. Jake kicked off his jeans and moved back to his previous position. Nyla's bare skin felt so soft against his that it made Jake's pulse race. Jake felt like all the blood in his body gathered in his veins and shot down to his groin. Jake knew that she could feel his hardness pressing against her.

His hips settled in the cradle of her thighs and moved his hips in languid circles while he kissed from the line of her panties to her flushed cheeks. Nyla tried to meet his thrusts, but Jake just pressed down more of his weight, keeping her there laying still. His forehead rested against hers, his hot breath tickling across her lips.

She tried to tilt her face up and make their lips meet, but Jake pulled back with a smirk, keeping their lips only a centimeter apart. She groaned in frustration and plopped back down, a disappointed pout on her face. Jake leaned back down, pushing his full weight on her so she couldn't move up again.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" Jake asked quietly, lips just brushing against hers as he spoke, sending jolts of electricity down his spine. She whimpered and shook her head.

"No." She glared.

"I'll change your mind." His right hand crept down her stomach and traced the thin line of her panties. Jake pushed the flimsy cloth aside and circled her hot entrance.

She was so wet.

Jake looked her in the eyes. "Do you want me to stop?" The look of desperate need on her face was answer enough for him. He dipped two fingers into her and she cried out.

"Jake! Oh yes!" Her body curled into his touch as Jake roughly fingered her. He grunted and pulled his fingers out.

He refused to let her come before admitting that Jake wasn't going to fuck Asia. She whimpered in disappointment.

"Please, Jake," she pleaded.

"Please what, Nyla? You have to tell me what you want," He said, index finger brushing against her clit. Her lower body jerked and Jake had to grit his teeth to keep from moaning.

"I want you to keep going, please don't stop, don't ever stop," she pleaded. Her voice was filled so much want, so much need, that Jake couldn't help but growl possessively.

"You're not stuttering. How can I be sure you really want me to keep going?" Jake questioned, dipping his index finger only two centimeters into her slick entrance. Jake knew she was telling the truth, but he wanted to tease her just a little bit longer.

"I-I want you Jake! P-p-please, Jake, I n-need you."

"Are you sure about that?" Jake asked, running his tongue over the shell of her ear.

"I'm s-sure."

"If you want me to continue, you have to say it." He wanted to hear her say it

"S-say what?" she asked dazedly, distracted by tongue licking the base of her throat.

"Say that I wasn't going to fuck Asia. That we didn't have sex nor planned too," Jake stated. "To get me to keep going, all you have to do is say those words."

"N-no, n-never," she said stubbornly.

I sighed dramatically. "Pity, you could've had yourself a real good time, angel, but instead, you choose to push me away. Oh well, it's your loss, angel."

Jake retracted his hand from her underwear and she grumbled in frustration and disappointment. "No, no p-please, d-don't leave," she begged.

Jake reached for his jeans in a show of leaving. She saw and shook her head wildy-bordering on hysterically. "P-Please Jake, don't leave, I need you."

"You really need me?" She bobbed her head up and down swiftly. Jake dropped his jeans and she sighed in relief. Jake couldn't help but watch her breasts sway as she did. Jake crawled back on top of her and felt her heart race with anticipation. "Say it," Jake whispered, lips a feather away from hers.

"B-but-"

"Nyla," Jake breathed. He tenderly pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth and he could feel her resolve shatter.

"You didn't f-fuck Asia. You weren't p-planning t-to," she stuttered.

"Promise?" Jake asked, hand creeping back down to her most private of places. She whimpered helplessly and squirmed.

"Promise?" Jake repeated. She nodded frantically. "Y-yes, I pr-promise. Please, I need you."

Jake smirked victoriously, having finally gotten her to admit what had become painfully obvious. "Whatever you need, angel." He thrust three fingers inside of her forcefully. Nyla screamed in ecstasy and jerked into his hand.

He pounded on her clit with his thumb to intensify her pleasure.

She was moaning and groaning up a storm and Jake could feel her coming to a finish, her breathing shallow and her demands that Jake go faster and harder were a big hint.

Jake was determined not to let her orgasm fizzle out. Jake bit down on her nipple, pushing her over the edge.

Nyla's orgasm rocked her body as she came onto his hand. "Jake! Jake! Jake!"

He pulled out his hand and crawled over her.

Her cheeks were flushed and she was trembling with the afterschocks of her orgasm.

She was breathing hard and looked at him.

Jake undid the belt and placed his forehead against hers.

"So, are you going to believe me when I say I didn't fuck anyone? That the only person I'll ever make love to is you?" Jake whispered.

She smiled and wrapped her legs and arms around him. "Oh fuck yes!"