I Adore You [CURRENTLY IN REWRITING]

II

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Rewritten!

I watched in horror as he played with my thong. "You know," he started, his eyes running down my body. "You're pretty amusing." He chuckled. "'Period underwears'" He pointed to a dresser that I wrote on. "And 'sexy thongs,'" he pointed to another one.

"Oh my god," I covered my face in embarrassment. "Oh my god, this is so bad." I glared at him as I snatched my thong back. "I listened to you, Mr. Günther. I didn't tell my friend. She even went to go hookup with your friend for godsake."

He grinned. "It's Dimitri," he quickly took my thong out of my fingers. "And this now belongs to me." He stuck them in his pants, biting his lips. "Oh, and interesting friend you had...Brent." He said his name with a bit of disdain.

I groaned, shaking my head.

Can God take me now?

"You heard all of that 'cause you were in my house. Not your own." I realized the amount of attitude that was in that sentence, so I doubled down. "I–I apologize, sir. Please don't shoot me. I'm too young to die." I mumbled.

He only laughed, raising my chin. "You're cute."

"Um? Thanks?" I pulled away, watching him sit back down.

"If it's really been a while," he said sultrily, looking at my exposed thighs as if he could see my pussy through my very short and revealing skirt. "I can help."

I put my hands right above my pussy. "S–stop looking there!" I stammered. "And stop with the sexual innuendos. I don't know you, Dimitri, sir."

He licked his lips and put on another grin. "We're going to get to know each other very well, Adore."

I shook my head. "No, no, no." I laughed. "Listen, Dimitri, you're very hot and a literal walking sex symbol and all," I said as his eyes shimmered in amusement and his lips turned into a smirk. "But I don't do dangerous guys who murder people," I whispered. "Can't be scared of someone I hang around."

He didn't seem to be affected by what I said. He was still amused. "We won't just be hanging out."

I crossed my arms. "First of all, no. Second of all, it still doesn't seem normal to be afraid of someone you have sex with. Third of all, please leave so I can shower and sleep in peace."

"I can wait," Dimitri smirked.

I crossed my arms. "No."

"Please," he begged with a wide smile like a child.

I gasped, unexpectedly laughing at his action. "Stop it," I giggled. "No."

Dimitri stood up, moving closer, his hands slithering around my bare waist. "I tried," he grinned down at me.

My eyes widened as I craned my neck to look up at him, and his grin came again. I just shook my head. "Get off of me, you weird man. I'm scared."

It took everything I had to push him away. God, never had a white man press me before. It felt good.

"Don't be," he smiled. "Sure, I killed whatever the fuck his name was, but I'd never hurt you."

"I met you yesterday and yet I witnessed you– you know what and then you offer to eat my pussy as if everything is normal."