1 - Mad Dog

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He is sweet... 

Caring...

Creative...

Smart...

Sexy...

Gorgeous...

Flirtatious...

Powerful...

But in the bedroom, he turns into a mad dog.



"S-stop! I ca-an't..... AH~!" I clenched my teeth to try and silence my cries as Spencer pulled me closer to his chest, trusting faster into me. "Sp-en...." My face was wet with tears.

"Mmm.. tight.." He drooled, eyes alight with passion, strong hips sliding smoothly back and forth.

I moaned again and weakly attempted to push him off me, but he shifted me so my legs were propped up on his shoulders, immobile, and he stooped down to chew on my neck.

"Yes... Mmhhh.." He slurred, grunting and panting. "So good..." His sweaty hands slipped up and down my back, scratching and clawing, as his tongue climbed my face, lapping up sweat and tears.

"Spen-n-cer! 'S too... ah~ much!" I cried, arching my back as I came. He sunk his teeth into my shoulder as he came as well, groaning loudly, before letting my legs fall to the side, and plopping down on top of me.

"You..... jerk..." I breathed, before passing out completely


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"I SAID NO!!!" 

Spencer let out an joking and apologetic whimper as I hit him atop the head before tearing off my clothes and massaging my aching hips.

"I SAID NO AND YOU STILL DID IT ANYWAYS!!" I stomped to the bathroom and turned on the shower, before inspecting myself in the mirror and shouting again.

"I HAVE FIFTEEN-" I counted again "SIXTEEN HICKYS SPENCER!! SIXTEEN!!" After examining the purplish bruises, I turned to look at my back and narrowed my eyes at the red, swollen scratches down my back.

Marching back into the room, I turned around and pointed at them, but Spencer only smiled slyly and tilted to the side, showing off the much worse scratches that covered his back.

My face began to burn and I hurried into the shower to wash off..


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