And right now, she's got me feeling some type of way.
She was wearing this beautiful, gold, TIGHT dress, and it fit her body shape very well. Her slim body shape.
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(NOT THE PERSON JUST THE DRESS.)
AND she had straightened her hair.
MM!!!
We were actually in the process of getting ready to go visit my parents. And I was just sitting at the edge of the bed, admiring her and watching her, licking and biting my lips as she finished doing her hair.
Arabella: Alright, all done!
She stood up and turned around.
Arabella: I just need to go put my heels on.
As she walked past the bed I stood up and walked over to her.
Arabella's Pov:
He walked his way over to me.
And he was SO close in my face.
Arabella: Hey.........
Michael: Hey....I think you forgot something, turn around.
I turned around to see what he was looking at and then suddenly I was being attacked onto the bed.
Arabella: Aha! Michael!
He got on top of me, pinning me down by my wrists.
Arabella: What are you doing babe?
Michael: I'm sorry what?
Arabella: We are gonna be late!
Michael: I can't hear you.....
He began unbuckling his belt.
He lifted up my dress for me, ripping my thong to LITERAL FUCKING SHREDS. Throwing the pieces of it to the floor.
I gasped.
Arabella: No! Ahahaha!
The shirt came off of him, the draws and pants came off, everything came off.
Arabella: Uh!
I moaned.
Michael: You drive me so fucking wild Ara..............
Arabella: Ah....
Michael: Oh......
Arabella: We can't be late-
He covered my mouth with his hand.
Michael: Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh sh baby.....just relax....
