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'Sloan what are you doing?',
I asked Mark as he wrapped his arm around my wasting, he turned me around so I was facing him,
'handling what's mine',
Mark said smirking at me, I rolled my eyes at him,
'You couldn't handle me even if i came with instructions',
I said slightly pulling away from him, Mark pulled me straight back in even tighter,
'I think I could handle you'
Mark said smiling at me, I went to respond but he added on to what he said before,
'in more ways then one',
Mark said throwing me over his shoulder, I decided not to argue and see where this was headed as we began to move. Mark stopped, and essentially threw me into a bed which I'm assuming was his,
'Don't have anything to say about this. That's surprising',
Mark said staring at me,
'I just want to see how you'll handle me',
I said trying to act innocent, Mark began to shake his head at me, he smiled at me,
'well let me show you then',
Mark said, he sat beside me on the bed and immediately pulled me onto his lap, he slowly leaned back but immediately flipped us over so he was on top. His hands went under my shirt rubbing up and down my sides as he moved in between my legs forcing them open,
'do you want this',
Mark asked his hand began to creep down my shorts, I nodded my head, Mark quickly removed his hand and took my shirt off. His lips went back to my neck as he fiddled with the back of my bra finally undoing it and taking it off. Michael took a step back pulling away from my neck,
'woah now I really want to handle you',
Mark said looking me up and down. He came back in close and took my shorts and underwear off I propped myself up on my elbows,
'this isn't fair, you're still fully clothed',
I said as Mark still looked at my body, Michael took his shirt off,
'I'm handling you so we're going do it my way on my terms'.
