Dominance

A new jason

Kylie's POV:

I woke up feeling rather refreshed and relaxed after last nights events. Thinking back to the roller coaster of drama that all unfolded yesterday was already ruining my morning and it hasn't even been 5 minutes.

Jason was still soundly asleep. 'Fuck how long could this guy sleep for?' I silently thought to myself while shaking my head.

I didn't feel like waking him up quite yet though. To be completely honest, being with him while he was asleep wasn't half bad. He was peaceful, calm and collected.

I gazed my eyes over his body, noticing each and everyone of his features. From his knotted hair, all the way down to the tattoos on his lower legs. Hell, speaking of tattoos this boy has about every single one you could think of!

His arms were the most covered. Double sleeves on both arms and some neck/face tattoos. THANK GOD he only had 2 face tattoos and they were tear drops.

Wait a second.... Tear drop tattoos.... Underneath eyes.....

That usually mean that....

HE'S A MURDER.

I know you all are probably thinking, 'bitch the fuck? Obviously he is?!' But I didn't think it was that legit.

I never actually thought he literally took people's lives. Considering how "low-key" he tries to be, I don't see why he would parade the fact that he's killed people on his face, but he's digging his own grave with that one.

Looking down at his muscular arms, I observed the abundance of detail and time that was most likely put into his sleeves.
"God that's gotta hurt like a bitch...." I mumbled underneath my breath.

"Indeed it did, princess." I heard Jason muffle from the pillow his face was sunken in.

A small giggle echoed from my mouth, "Did it now kind sir?" I playfully responded. Jason turned his head towards me, a smile stretching from ear to ear. His eyes never leaving mine as I could see he was genuinely happy at this moment in time.

Before I could say or do anything, his lips smashed against mine but this time, no harsh intent was forced. This felt good and I didn't know why.

Was I falling for him?

Shit, I wasn't completely sure myself but I continued on kissing him because honestly, I wanted too!

Once we pulled away, I got the courage to ask him why he was in such a good mood today.

"Why are you so chippy this morning, huh?" I asked with lighthearted happiness in my tone. He laughed a little and replied, "I really don't know, you've been a pretty good girl lately. I think my punishments work. Don't you?" He winked and smirked.

There's that sarcastic asshole we all know of.

Typical.

My smile frowned a bit, but I quickly recovered it before he could notice with a small grin. "Uh, yes they sure do!" I said with uncertainty laced within my words. I'm surprised I didn't get a smack across the face right then and there.

He nodded his head before saying, "damn right they do, there's nothing Jason McCann cannot do." He winked.

Thinking back to how he took my life away, my virginity, and most of all my dignity. My smile was completely washed away once those dreadful moments resurfaced in my mind.