Please, Daddy

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"I know you want me. Admit it." He says with the usual cockiness.
"You Hun? Please, I prefer guys with more class than you." I reply.
"You act so tough but I can see through the little act you put on. If we're being honest here, you're just an innocent little girl." He says as he crossed the kitchen walking towards me. He walks closer and closer until he's inches from me, behind me. He whispers in a hushed and raspy tone. "And that's what drives me crazy."
I'm pressed between him and the marble counter tops. His hand soon finds its way brushing the hair off my neck and I feel exposed. His lips find contact with my skin and he leaves soft kisses trailing down my ear to my shoulder. His hand traveled south towards my butt as he gave it a light squeeze making me bite my lip. I would not moan for him and let him win this battle.
"You like that baby girl?"
I did. Sweet Jesus I did. And all I wanted was more of him. Jason was tall and muscular. His icy blue eyes could pierce through any darkness and his dirty blonde hair was the perfect kind to run your fingers through in a heated moment. He had the kind of smile that was cocky but mesmerizing. He was just awful. But oh so beautiful. Jason's personality on the other hand was completely opposite. He was a rude, arrogant, spoiled rich kid. He knew just what to do to get what he wanted with anyone and everyone loved him. He didn't play sports but all of the players invited him to games. He wasn't into acting but all the theatre people wanted to hang with him before shows. Mostly he loved people
loving him and he wasn't afraid to show it. He could have any girl he wanted in fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he had slept with half of the female population by now.
I turned around so I could face the devil. Our faces were inches from eachother and his hand was now going down to reach my thigh, raising it up to meet his waist. That's when he leaned in.
"Jason," I whispered. "Gotcha."
And with that I walked away from his gorgeous body, fixing my dress on the way out.
"You're gonna come around, Mitchell. Trust me."

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