he opens the door and i immediately walk inside throwing my coat off and kick off my heeled boots.
grabbing his hand i drag him to the closest couch and push him to sit down.
"taking control huh? id like to see you try." he laughs while removing his black leather jacket and tossing it behind him.
"its sad you only talk this much when you want to fuck me." i say while removing my shirt as well.
i unbuckle his belt and unzip his black jeans as far down as i can while sitting on his lap.
he wraps his hands around my waist, picking me up and standing up with me.
i grab onto his shoulders almost falling off while his hands grip under my thighs.
"i need to fuck you now so i wont have to wait for you to try to fit my cock inside." he says walking with me up the stairs to his bedroom.
"oh fuck you. i can take it better than that skanky bitch can." i start moving my lips along his neck, biting while licking over the marks.
"oh really? what makes you think that? weren't you just begging me to go fuck her instead of you? and now you say you can take it better?" he walks us up the stairs to his bedroom.
fuck.
hes right.
the only reason i know im better than she is because im not just desiring him for his looks like ms. midnight is.
i really like his stupid cocky personality. i like the way he makes me feel internally and externally...
yes of course it pisses me off TO THE MAX when he mind fucks me as well, but there is something so addictive about him that i cant get over.
i want to be his. i want him to want me for me. not just for sex. but for me.
i want to get to know more about him. to get him to open his dark controlling heart to me.
