The tom boy and the bad boy

Chapter two

"What are you doing?"

"Im putting my number in your phone." he sated matter-of-factly as he grabed my phone. Guess he wasnt leaving. Whatever.

"But what if i didnt want it?" I stated.

He walked over to me then kissed me.

I would've dogged it except i didnt see it comming. He set my phone down and wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. He was licking the bottem of my lip, wanting entrance,in which i denied. He pulled off and looked at me.

"Why won't you kiss me?"

"Cause i just met you."

"So what? Ill tell you what. If you at least make out with me, i will take you to the fight club i go to."

"What?"

"Well judging by the wrap you have and the picture of you and a bunch of other people at a gym, i assumed you fight. Oh and your knuckels are kinda beat up."

"Wow didnt realize a picture and wrap was obvious." I said sarcastically.

"Well you dont look like you do karate, your way to bad ass for a gym instructer and your knuckels wouldnt look like that if you just boxed. Cause the scares are different."

"Wait so you fight?" I said.

"Yeah but illegally."

"I do too."

"I like you better already." he smirked and pulled me closer.

"So do we have a deal? Cause your not gonna find the club without my help."

"Ugh fine. But you cant tell anybody."

"Sure thing babe."

He leaned in and kissed me again. This time when he licked my lip I allowed entrance. He was very aggressive toward the kiss and was very involved. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. His hands travled up and down my back then settled on my ass, before squeezing it. I sequeked and moved his hands up to my back. He took off his shirt and I litterally gasped. He had a hella tight 6 pack that was so freaking perfect. Oh my goodness.

He smirked and took my hands to place them on his abs. He let me out of the kiss so that i could breathe. Thank god. Not that the kiss wasnt good, cause it was,but my lungs were hurting. He still had hold of my wrist. He took my hands lightly and dragged them up and down his abs as i used my fingers to touch the lines of them.

He chuckled and let go of my wrists but i kept my hands there. He grabbed me by my waist again and wrapped his arms around me.I noticed his tattoos and traced my fingers lightly at the beautiful qoute on his left shoulder.

Life isnt about waiting for the storm to pass, its about learning to dance in the rain.

I smiled as i read it.

"What?"

"I just like your tattoo,thats all."

"Why? What does it say?"

"You dont know what your own tattoo says?"

"Never really payed attention it." I chuckled then read it to him. He still had his arms wrapped around me pulling me closer and closer till there was almost no space between us.

"Wow. I like that."

"It would suck if you didnt. I heard that tatoo removal is super painfull."

"Me too."

He leaned in and kissed me again. This time much more aggresive and deep. When we both couldnt breathe anymore we pulled away. I decided that i would tease him because this moment was really intense and i was hopeing to relive the Un-wanted tension between us.