"You won't choke me when you come out, right?" She smiles, what a tease.
"Stop it," I warn her. "That's a bad habit I can't seem to get rid of, and your neck looks pretty with my hand around it anyways," I smirk and she rolls her eyes.
"It's okay, I...
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❀ Montana Lowren ❀
I yawn and stretch out my body as I slide off the bed and exit the room. The silence in the house made the day feel like every other normal day, boring but peaceful.
I pad down the corridor in my bare feet and enter the living room careful to not bump into a wall while I rub my eyes. I fail miserably and hit my head against not a wall but a body, a rock solid body that could have been easily mistaken as a wall but no, I knew it was a body and that body belongs to the one and only guy I gave a chance to sleep over last night.
Landon Kate.
"Ooo god," I stretch my palms out in front of me and look up at him, my eyes finally unblurring. "You scared me." I scold him and bump my shoulder with his before making my way to the kitchen.
"Montana?" I turn my head ninety degrees to look at him sideways, clearly telling him to hurry up with whatever he has to say. "Go on a date with me." He says and I scrunch my eyebrows before scoffing and turning around to continue doing what I was originally going to do.
Make breakfast and eat because I am starving because I haven't had the chance to have dinner last night, thanks to this one.
"You're joking, are you? Is this some kind of prank you're trying to pull on me?" I ask while popping bread on the toaster and turning it on and get to scrambling a couple of eggs. "Do you want me to believe that you really do 'love me' that much?"
"No pink, don't play with my feelings because I am not giving up on you just because you think I'm joking, I am going to take you on a date whether you want it or not and we are talking...about us." He says, putting his foot down like the big man he seems to have grown into.
That's quite attractive.
"You aren't going to choke and threaten me this time?" I challenge, having gotten used to playing with him and his moods. I did very much think he would storm towards me and do just that when I said it but he didn't, as much as his eyes darkened. "Oh no, he's a good boy now he won't touch a woman like that." I keep on teasing him, watching his eyes change from dark and back to normal like he was trying not to lose control of himself.
"I could if that's what gets you off now." He says taking steps towards me, and I don't take my eyes off him even when the toaster pings. He placed his huge palms on the counter from opposite me and leans in to get closer to my face. "Have you developed a little kink little pink?" He smirks and gives me those eyes that keep me frozen in the spot. I try to look away but like his own eyes are keeping me hostage I can't do that. "I still like choking, but only while I'm deep inside of you and listening to your little moans of pleasure, that's the only exception." He whispers, his lips mere inches of mine breathing the same air as me. "Don't get it twisted." I gulp hard when I feel his soft lips brush over mine and press against them with a small kiss. "I smell burnt eggs," he says with an innocent-thinking face which makes me want to slap it so hard for tricking me and making me burn our food.
