I was walking from school to home, the grey clouds scattered all across the dark blue sky as I come by Asher in the window.
Waving at me and then I wave back.
He signals me to come and I do.
"What?" I say.
"Can I come over later?"
"Yeah sure," I answer.
"Alright," he says.
Hours later
Me and Asher decide to play strip poker but I want to tease him because he called himself a "bad boy" and I'm going to test how "bad" he is.
After that, I stop and start striping right in front of him. His expression is priceless.
So tempted.
The way he bites his bottom lip.
I take off my shoes and start striping out of my skinny jeans. I sit on his lap and large hands grab my waist.
I kiss him with a passion I've never known and I grind my hips against him then hear that sexy, husky groan.
I but his bottom lip and suck on it.
Then he kisses my neck and gives me hickies.
I'm fading....
Omg So cringey. But I hope I like it. Sorry it took me forever to write this.
Sorry it's so short next chapters will be longer I promise
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The Bad Boy Isn't So Bad
Non-Fiction"I'm the person who's bed your gonna end up in baby doll," he says, his eyes burning holes into me as I get my books out of my locker. "Fuck boy," I mumble. "Sorry what was that?" he asks. "I called you a fuck boy, now get lost," I say.
