Jake’s heated stare burned through

Jake’s heated stare burned through me as he quickly glanced down to my braless chest and back up to my eyes. He licked his lips, and I swear, I felt it. I could describe it as electric, but it was more like a dragon breathing fire down my throat, igniting a wet explosion at the site of my vagina.
Then, he reached into his pocket and handed me…a pair of underwear. “I found these on the bathroom floor…thought you might want them.”
I reached for them, mortified. They were the dirty underwear I had been wearing all day and must have fallen out of the clothes pile I carried out of the bathroom.
Covering my chest with my arms, I clutched the panties and was pretty much speechless as he stood there in my doorway. “Thanks.”
He stared at me for a few seconds, grinned impishly but said nothing else as he turned around. I watched him walk away and noticed that his back was just as defined as the front as he sauntered down the hall, his black pants hanging low on his waist, almost but not quite low enough to display the top of his tight, round ass.
Shaking my head, I took a deep breath and slowly closed my door.
This wasn’t the type of guy you lived with every day. This was the type of guy who came out to play only at night in your deepest, darkest fantasies.
Stay. Away. Nina.
I was sweating, even though I had just showered. After a few minutes, when my hormones finally stopped doing the Macarena, I went back to bed and tried to focus on something other than my new roommate. Just when I had finally gotten my mind off of him, I looked over to my right and noticed something on my nightstand that I must have missed earlier.
Oh my God.
Someone must have put it there when I was in the shower.
Someone. I knew exactly who it was.
It was an origami bird made out of black construction paper, just like the ones Stuart used to make. But wait…it wasn’t a bird.
It was a bat.
I held it in my hand and covered my mouth to contain the stupefied laughter. I looked around as if someone was in the room watching me, but of course, I was alone.
I unfolded the bat and noticed a message written underneath the left wing in silver gel ink.
Welcome to the “House.” --Jake. How's uncle Jesse?

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Jake yang dipanaskan menatap dibakar melalui saya sebagai ia cepat melirik ke dada tanpa hukum tanpa bra saya dan kembali ke mata saya. Dia menjilat bibirnya, dan aku bersumpah, aku merasa itu. Saya bisa menggambarkannya sebagai listrik, tetapi itu lebih seperti naga yang menyemburkan api ke tenggorokanku, memicu ledakan basah di situs vagina saya.Kemudian ia merogoh kantongnya dan menyerahkan me... sepasang pakaian dalam. "Saya menemukan ini di kamar mandi lantai... berpikir Anda mungkin ingin mereka."Aku mencapai bagi mereka, malu. Mereka adalah pakaian kotor saya pernah memakai sepanjang hari dan harus telah jatuh dari tumpukan pakaian saya membawa keluar dari kamar mandi.Meliputi dadaku dengan tangan saya, saya mencengkeram celana dan tercengang cukup banyak seperti yang ia berdiri di sana di pintu saya. "Terima kasih."Dia menatapku selama beberapa detik, menyeringai impishly tetapi mengatakan tidak ada yang lain seperti dia berbalik. Aku menyaksikan dia berjalan pergi dan melihat bahwa kembali adalah hanya didefinisikan sebagai depan seperti dia sauntered menyusuri lorong, celana hitam menggantung rendah pada pinggangnya, hampir tetapi tidak cukup cukup rendah untuk menampilkan bagian atas nya ketat, putaran keledai.Menggelengkan kepala, aku mengambil napas dalam-dalam dan perlahan-lahan menutup pintu.Ini bukan tipe cowok Anda hidup dengan setiap hari. Ini adalah tipe cowok yang keluar untuk bermain hanya pada malam hari di fantasi terdalam, tergelap Anda.Menginap. Pergi. Nina.I was sweating, even though I had just showered. After a few minutes, when my hormones finally stopped doing the Macarena, I went back to bed and tried to focus on something other than my new roommate. Just when I had finally gotten my mind off of him, I looked over to my right and noticed something on my nightstand that I must have missed earlier.Oh my God.Someone must have put it there when I was in the shower.Someone. I knew exactly who it was.It was an origami bird made out of black construction paper, just like the ones Stuart used to make. But wait…it wasn’t a bird.It was a bat.I held it in my hand and covered my mouth to contain the stupefied laughter. I looked around as if someone was in the room watching me, but of course, I was alone.I unfolded the bat and noticed a message written underneath the left wing in silver gel ink.Welcome to the “House.” --Jake. How's uncle Jesse?