Irritated

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"Just leave me alone", I pleaded as I tried to escape. "Aww baby girl, why so afraid? I'm not going to hurt you...", he says as he approached me and pushes me against a wall. "Mark, please! I'm not ready for this. I want to wait til we get married", I say as I try to push him away. "But I don't", he says as he picks me up and rubs my thighs. I feel a moan threatening to escape my begging lips. Mark slowly runs his hands over my chest and over my core. "Mark s-stop", I moan. "Why babygirl? You seem to be enjoying it", he grins as he slides my panties to the side and inserts his fingers. "Mark STOP! I'M NOT FUCKING PLAYING WITH YOU", I yell as I push him off of me, causing him to drop me on the floor. He clenches his jaw and stomps out the room, slamming the door on his way out.

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I sit on the opposite side of the couch as we watched Zombieland. "Lia, are you still mad at me?" he asks as he begins to rub my thigh. It felt so good but I knew that I couldn't let him see that he was getting to me. I snatch my leg away and sit on top of them, leaning to the side to make the position more comfortable. "Bro, whatever... you always have a fucking attitude", he says as he stands up from the couch and walks up the stairs. I roll my eyes and shoot him the middle finger. "Fuck you too you salty ass bitch. And yo ass is staying down stairs tonight since you wanna act like that", he says from the top of the stairs. Tears started to sting my eyes - I hated when he was mad at me. As tears slid down my cheeks, I soon fell asleep.

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