Chapter 9 || Stress Reliever

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"And what did I tell you?" He asks and I look down "actions have a consequence" I mumble.

"Good, now are we gonna have to do this the easy way where I just spank you or...you can argue and fight with me and get a worse consequence" he says and I look at him "none Jacob...this isn't fair, it was an accident and it's my first time doing the pool"

"Well too bad baby"  he says pulling me closer to him "I fucking hate you" I mumble and he looks at me sternly "you hate me huh?" he says and I slowly shake my head. "okay good, lay over my lap" he says and I sigh.

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I pull up my shorts and leave the room with a pissed off expression on my face, I'm gonna be in a low mood for the rest of the day, I can already feel it. I walked into the swimming pool room and he had already drained the pool out, the floor was drying and the had stacked the chairs up...one less job for me.

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once I had finished my jobs, I got into something more comfortable and slouched on the couch and looked through my Instagram feed, I had received a direct message and it was my ex boyfriend, I sighed and clicked on the message.

jordanXpapi: please ken, I want you back

I sucked my teeth and left the message on seen. Jacob came downstairs, he moved my feet off the couch, sat down then put my feet on his lap. "are you annoyed at me, you haven't spoken to me all day" I looked at him then looked back at my phone "don't ignore me, and look at me when I'm speaking to you" he said then I put my phone in my bra "I'm not pissed at you, just leave me alone damn nigga"

I walked away and he chased after me following me into my room, I laid on the bed and he climbed on top of me talking deeply into my ear  "carry on talking to me like that and ima beat your ass harder" I rolled my eyes "ooo I'm scared for my life" I said sarcastically "carry on" he whispered "ima beat your ass" I mocked his voice  "carry the fuck on Kennedy, I'm not playing with you tonight" were still in the same position, him on top an me at the bottom "you haven't touched me yet punk" I laughed

and before I knew it his hand was down the front of my sweatpants and I softly bit my lip...............

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