Chapter 6

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It's been two month, since Taylor asked me to be her girlfriend. I haven't slept a single night at my house, I basically lived at hers. We also had a lot of sex, like a lot, eveything is pretty fine. The holidays were 10 minutes away and Taylor had planned a trip to her rhode island mansion.

"So since it's the last minutes before the holidays and you guys don't listen. I wish you great holidays you can go", the teacher said.

I jumped up from my seat. "You go to Miss Swift?" Antony asked. "Yesss", I hushed to her room, followed by Antony.

"I'll wait with you", he said, I nodded, as I waited in excitement.
The remaining silcene beetween us was broken after 5 minutes.
"Y/N I have to tell you something", Antony took a big breath.

"Yeah?" I looked at him, his eyes fell on my lips, I already knew where this was going.

Suddenly he grapped me by my waist to pull me closer. Than he pressed his lips on mine, I tried to pull away but his grip was to thight.

Finally he pulled away and looked with hope in my eyes. "I love you Y/N", he said. My jaw dropped and I stepped back.

"What the fuck Antony?" An aggressive voice shouted, from behind me.

Antonys face went pale and I could see that he was scared.

Taylor stepped beetween me and Antony, the way her body moved showed how mad she was.

"What do you think kissing her?", she growled.

"I-Iam sorry Miss Swift. But actually it's none of your business, it's not like you fuck her", he responded.

This jerk choose a death sentence, I thought to myself.

"Oh your so pathetic I'll do way more with her than just fuck her", Taylor growled.

"And If you ever dare again to touch whats mine, I destroy your life", she added.

Although Antony was scared to death, the way Taylor was angry turned me on. But I knew I was fucked.

"I-Iam sorry M-Miss Swift", the boy ran away, Taylor turned around. Her face was filled with anger.

She grapped my arm before heading back to her classroom. "Fuck Y/N, did he did something else?" The anger left her eyes. A worried expression filled Taylors eyes.

"He said he loved me", Taylors face went pale. "What did you say...?" The jealousy Taylor felt was overhelming, the grip on my arm tightened.

"Nothing, you saved me", I responded. "But it doesn't matter because I only love you Taylor", Taylor took a big breath, then she pulled me closer.

"You're mine Y/N", her voice was dangerous low. "SAY IT", she yelled, a shiver ran down my spine. I knew she is jealous but obsessive? It was something new but I liked it. "Iam yours Taylor", my voice was barely above a whisper.

Taylor closed her eyes, she tried her best to stay calm, but the thought of someone touching her territory was something she hated.

"Take off your skirt and sit down on my desk, legs spreaded", she demanded.

My jaw dropped but I did what she said, Taylor placed herself on a chair beetween my legs. "You better be silent", she mumbled before attacking my clit with her mouth.

Suddenly she pushed two fingers inside me, I covered my mouth and closed my eyes.

"Fuck", I cried silently. Taylor pumped her fingers fast inside and out.

"Iam close mommy", I whsiper-cried. "Cum for me babygirl", she mumbled against my clit, before pushing a third finger in, to help me get over the edge.

The pleasure overcame my body and I let out a short but loud scream. Taylors other hand wandered to my mouth, to push he fingers inside of me.

I licked and moaned against them, while orgasm. She helped me ride it out.

After she licked me clean, Taylor helped me to take on my skirt.

I didn't realised how good she fucked me until I felt how numb my legs were. Taylor wrapped her coat around me, with a satisfied smile.

"You're mine", she repeated silent. "Iam yours", I responded. About half an hour later we walked through her door.

"Did you packed everything for the flight?" Taylor asked. "Uhm I need clo-", I started but she gently cut me off.

"We're going to go shopping. I need you to have clothes at my rhode Island mansion, wont be the last time, we'll go there", Taylor said with a smirk.

"Sounds good", I replied.

The drive to her jet didn't took long.
I knew Taylor had money. But I didn't know she was a rich mommy, with a luxury mansion and a privat jet.

She hold my hand as we climped the stairs to her jet. "Hello Taylor", the crew said. "Hello", Taylor said with a big smile.

She showed me the whole plane, we ended laying in the bed. "The flight will be only 3 hours", Taylor said, before wrapping the blanket around us.

"Everythings okay?" Taylor knew about my anxiety. "Yeah", I mumbled, before wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Iam here babygirl", she rubbed her hand over my back, before pulling me as close as possible.

The plane started driving to take off. I started panicking, so Taylor spooned me from behind, wrapping me in the safety of her arms.

"Sleep babygirl", she mumbled against me. "Don't let go off me", I responded, digging my hands in her arm. "I won't I promise", Taylor assured me.

Slowly I drifted off to sleep. I don't know how long I slept but as I woke up, I was laying on a couch in a beautiful living room

"You're finally awake babygirl", Taylors soft voice said.

"Where am I?" I was still sleepy. "In rhode Island", Taylor grapped my chin looking in my sleepy eyes.

"I made spaghetti you want some?" Taylor asked. "Yeah", I groaned, before sitting up. A sharp pain pierced my stomach.

"I need a toilet wheres the toilet?" Taylor scooped me up and carried me to the next toilet. "Perhabs some pads?" I asked. It was actually the first time I got my period since Taylor and I became a couple. The last two periods standed out.

Taylor saw the happiness in my face, as I sat on the toilet. "I never saw someone beeing this happy about their period", she said unbelievably.

"Yeah I thought I was pregnant", I laughed. "Wait what?" Her eyes widened.

"Yeah Kai loved sex, he used me often without condom", I explained. Taylor took a big breath. "Iam sorry", she stumbled.

"You don't have to be sorry Darling. Iam not pregnant that counts", I washed my hands.

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