Jacob lifted her up against the marble countertop, and she wrapped her arms around him as they tasted each other's mouths.
As they kissed, Jacob's crotch rubbed against hers, humping, until he couldn't take it anymore and securely wrapped her legs around his waist, placing his large palm on her arse to lift her up.
He carried her to his room, similarly lit with mood lighting, with the floor and bed basically buried in rose petals.
When their lips parted, Khalifa saw the scene and was quite impressed.
While plenty of her men were romantic and had done grander gestures, Jacob was the youngest and the most inexperienced of them all which made all these a bit more touching.
He gently placed her on the bed, taking off her articles of clothing, one by one, uncharacteristically patient.
Khalifa wouldn't even know he was horny if she didn't hear his breathlessness and saw the huge bulging tent on his crotch.
