Bad Girl

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Y/n's POV:

"A-Aaron.." I mumble. My toes curling into his sheets as he slowly kisses the base of my neck. "I-I'm sorry, it-t won't happen-n again."

He chuckled into my skin, his hot breath making the feeling of his cold hands burn my skin. My breathing out of control, as his fingers tangled in my hair. My mouth gapped as he sloppily pressed kisses on my face.

"You've been a bad girl." He mumbled against my mouth. His lips teasing mine. I closed my eyes, tightening my grip on the fabric of his tank top. My nails lightly curling into his flesh when he started to suck on my sensitive skin.

"I think I need to start marking what's mine better." He growled in my ear, as he crawled closer to me.

"What do you think baby girl?" He added, lowering his head to the base of my jaw. Pressing his full lips to it lightly, making my stomach twist. "Maybe it will help you remember..."

This was a crappy short imagine...
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