Coyotes and Wolves, Milo Manheim Original Story

This is Not Going Well

POV: Milo

It's Friday. Eric's lucky he's been keeping out of my sight today. And Estella was driving me crazy! I figured that she'd break-- way before I did! But, stubborn doesn't even begin to describe her this week. It started on Wednesday, and she's keeping me "on punishment" until Saturday!

I've been using every damn move in my playbook! I've told her over and over how gorgeous she is. I've surprised her with some really hot, passionate, kisses (if I do say so myself). I rubbed up her thigh and even slipped my fingers under her skirt during study hall, and she actually slapped my hand away. I tried coming up behind her and kissing the sweet spot on her neck.
I even picked her up and put her in my lap and started to grind into her a little, but she just kissed me on the nose and walked away, making sure to shake her little ass just to torture me.

Sometimes, I forget that she was mean as hell when I first met her. I guess that never actually went away. Evil temptress!

Why does that somehow make her even hotter?

Ergh! I'm gonna pull my hair out. The "hands above the covers rule" definitely went out the window for me this week. She better be fucking behaving...

Just let me find out that she's touching herself while she's making me suffer in this personal hell, and I'm gonna take her over my Goddamn knee.

Great! Now that's making me think about it more!
Watching her wiggle and writhe on my lap with her perfect ass in the air. I wonder if she has any thongs...

This is not going well.

There she is. Looking so fucking cute, waiting for me outside the Cafeteria. Like, she's completely unbothered. But I know my girl. She's gotta be suffering as much as I am. Maybe it's time to remind her who's in control. I can be patient, but not when she's taunting me.

Oh, the things I'm gonna do to you, my bratty little Princess.

I walked up from behind and startled her, pulling her to me by her wrist. My arms wrapping around her, encasing her against my chest in a strong hold. She couldn't move. Her breath hitched lustfully, as I looked into her eyes with unhinged intensity. She began to breath heavily. She loved when I held her, loved when I had complete control. Just holding her like this was probably spreading heat between her thighs.

"Where's your necklace?" I demanded, in a whisper.

I didn't really mind that she wasn't wearing it. I just wanted to tease her.

"I...I...forgot it this morning." She stammered.

"How's everyone gonna know that you're my little star, and more importantly...that you're all mine?" I challenged, sternly.

"Milo..." She whispered, struggling to fight off her lust, as she heard my assertive tone.

I knew what she liked. And I could give her what she needed. She just had to give in.

"Your heart's pounding, babygirl." I taunted.

She tried to pull away, but I wasn't giving up just yet.

"You can stop this. All you have to do is say it, Estella. Tell me how much you want me between your legs. Tell me you've been dreaming about it as much as I have..." I continued. "...of me sinking myself deep inside of you, and how much you want to scream for me.

"Fuck, Milo." She gasped, her eyes filling with passion.
"S-sorry." She quickly apologized.

"Sorry? Does sorry mean that you didn't say that nasty word?" I challenged, as always enjoying teasing her.