Pleasing

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MARCEL POV

I've established with myself that the only time Jennifer would be crying is from overstimulation. From me. I still didn't like that she cried because of her thoughts of loving me.

She is something.

After we got back to California Jennifer was quick to get back into her school mindset and "cat cafe job." Even though there's a fucking strip club downstairs.

On the other hand me and everyone else were still on edge with Zane and Micheal.

We were plotting a time on when we could kill them. I kill them. Me. Just me.

My eyes flicker to the big school in front of me.
  As others were coming out so was the curvy little Latina. Even though she looked so fucking good her cute little confidence would go down the drain from intimidation. Ahh the beauty of it.

She had a pink tight skirt on a black tank top and a waist lengthen sweater that was pink. She was wearing pink and black, I guess. I smirk before bringing my eyes back up to her flushed face. I didn't hide the fact that I was checking her out. Why would I?

  I put my hand in my pockets and tilt my head at her. "You look cute today." I compliment and she bites her lip with a soft smile. "Th-thanks." She mumbles. "You don't look bad yourself.." Her voice was soft.

I was wearing a normal suit without the jacket and rolled up sleeves. For some odd reason woman get off on it. Pathetic.
Although I'm sure Jennifer over here is exactly in that category.

That thought made me smirk I stared at the confused face.
  "Kisses?" She asks looking up and I raise an eyebrow. Surprised. Very. I was debating on wether or not I should. Maybe I should tease her.
I couldn't. Fuck. I was whipped.

I lean down enough to where our lips were brushing. But I lean back up. "Not right now princess." I say and her face goes back to pink. She frowns. "A-why?" She whispers and I shrug. "Later." I respond before grabbing her bag and books and setting it together on the floor. She crosses her arms after I open the door for her.

  "I'm not- I'm not going in." She mumbles and I couldn't help but smirk. "Really?" I ask and she nods. She kept eye contact with me and she really held her ground. Interesting. I lick my lips and shut the door.

   "Are you mad because I haven't kissed you?" I ask and she nods. "Why would I kiss you if you're being bratty now?" I hum and a flash of regret goes over her face. She opens her mouth to speak but then closes it. She unfolds her arms and looks up at me slowly.

  "I-I'm- no don't apologize." I interrupt. "Get in the car." I instruct and she frowns. "But.." I hear a sigh once she realized nothing would work.

  Her head drops and settles into the car.

I shut the door and walk to my side sliding in. She fixes the books and her bag before officially settling. "How was today?" I ask pulling out of the school area and she shrugs. "I-it was okay." She whispers and I turn to look at her. Examining her body language. "Mm just okay?" I ask again and she nods. Her nail digs into her skirt as she picks the nonexistent lint off.

"How was yours?" She asks looking over and I hum. "The usual princess." And she nods. "So- what do um- what are we gonna do today?" She asks picking at her nails. My hand lets go of the wheel before grabbing her hands. "Stop that." I mumble and she groans. "I can't h-help it!" Her heads turns to me and frowns.

  "No more pouting , no more biting or picking, understand?" I warn staring at her. and she bites her lip. "What if I don't?" She teases crossing her arms and I sit more up pulling over.

  "I-I'm kidding!" She whispered and I tilt my head. "I'll fuck you in the back seat until you understand." I lean over and her eyes slowly look away as she pushes her legs together. "I- what if I want you to?" She asks biting her lip. 

My hand finds her jaw as I squeeze it softly making her look at me. "Say it." I speak and her face reddens. She stays silent with a soft whimper. "Say it and I will." I look down at her lips knowing she won't say it.

She whines leaning backwards in embarrassment. "Exactly baby." I pull away and she pouts and I drive back onto the road ignoring it.

  "I can't help it.. y-your int-intimidating!" She squirm in her seat with crossed arms and I shake my head. "Baby, that's my specialty." I turn my head and she shrugs. "Definitely." She breathes out looking outside.