Chapter 18

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A soon as we walked trough the door he pinned me against the wall putting my hands above my head with his one hand, grabbing my face with the other hand he kissed me aggressively. Making me wet instantly. This side of him was so hot, "you made fun of me for being a gentleman baby girl." I looked at him with a smirk on my face, "what are you going to do about it?" i whispered in his ear grazing his earlobe with my teeth. He growled bend down and picked me up trowing me over his shoulder like i weighed nothing. God i loved this, the fact that he could trow me around taking control. He could be so sweet and gentle and i loved that, but this side of him was so hot. 

As he walked us to the bedroom i squeezed his but earning me a slap on my behind, i moaned getting wetter by the second i could feel my laced panties getting soaked. He kicked open the door, walking to the bed and letting me slide down his front. The friction of our body's together sending sparks trough my body. He sat down on the bed, "strip baby girl" he commanded. i stepped out of my sneakers kicking them aside. I pulled of my sweater and shirt revealing my black laced bra. Trowing it to the side, unbuttoning my jeans i shimmied out of them turning around bending over taking them off. It gave him a full view of my ass and my by now dripping core. 

His hands found there way to my but cheeks massaging them all of a sudden he slapped my ass making me moan. I threw my jeans to the side turning back around. "Come here baby girl" he said, pulling me over his lap my ass up in the air he caressed my but cheeks before he pulled back his hand only to slap it a second later. The sting of his hand landing on my but cheek made me whimper. He caressed my other but cheek before his hand landed on it with a sharp sting. He repeated this a few times switching between but cheeks.

He hooked his thumbs in my thong pulling them down slow, when he had taken them all down he let his hands slide down my folds making me moan. "Please Chris" i moaned i could hear him chuckle. "You've been a bad girl sweetheart," he pushed a finger into me swirling it into me before pulling it all the way out again making me whine at the empty feeling. He made me stand up between his legs, pulling down my bra making my breast push up even further he took my nipples in between his fingers rolling, pinching and pulling them.  He looks up at me. His eyes dark filled with lust and a smirk on his face, i swallowed a lump in my throat. The feeling of him playing with my breasts, pulling on my nipples pinching them making me weak in the knees and to keep myself up i put my hands on his shoulders. He continues the assault on my nipples and i could have come just from him playing with my nipples. 

He stood up, "up on the bed on your knees facing me" he commanded. I did as he told me he took a step back admiring me, slowly he pulled of his shirt revealing his chiseled chest. I licked my lips, he smirked looking at me. "You like what you see baby girl?" I nodded biting my lower lip. My eyes shamelessly roaming his body.  He undressed further until he was completely naked. He took a step closer to me but not touching me. "Do you trust me baby girl? he said in a low dark voice. I nodded again, "use your words baby girl" he growled. "Yes..." i moaned. "Yes what?" he said his eyes getting even darker the color now completely gone. "Yes sir" i whispered. "Good girl". The praise coming from him made shivers run trough my spine making me moan. "Turn  around," i did as i was told and turn around he rummaged trough one of my drawers. He walked back to me his lips hovering near my ears he whispered, "If you want me to stop at any time just say stop and i will stop." 

"Yes sir" i said in a whisper. I could feel him smirk against my ear. He kissed my neck just below my ear sending shivers trough my body again.He unclasped my bra pulling it down. "Put your hands behind your back" he commanded, i did as i was told and i could feel the silk ribbon from my robe slide around my wrists binding them together. 

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