Jake

You found yourself sitting on your enemy’s lap, all because of a stupid dare from playing Truth or Dare.

After a while, you started feeling really uncomfortable and couldn’t help but shift around.

Suddenly, his firm hands tightened around your waist

"Can you please stop moving, princess?" he groaned in a low, husky voice.

Despite his words, you still felt uneasy, mainly because of the way his belt was pressing into you.

You shifted again, trying to find a more comfortable spot to sit.

Your face flushed red with embarrassment as the situation became more awkward by the second.

Before you could say anything, his head suddenly fell onto your shoulder.

"Well, I can't help it! Your belt keeps poking me, and it’s really uncomfortable," you shot back, your tone filled with irritation.

"Are you okay?" you asked softly, a little concerned.

His hands tightened even more around your waist.

"Mhmm," he murmured against your shoulder, his voice low and muffled.

"That’s not my belt, princess," he said, his voice laced with amusement

Flirty sexy