I have him where I want him, but I'm still missing something, I just don't know what it is.
This is all just confusing, but I'm ready. I just have one rule for myself.
That rule is to not fall for him.
DAY 3
Today is the day I get Neymar all to myself. He thinks we'll be doing dirty stuff, but he's wrong.
After all my thinking and planning, I heard the loudest, most obnoxious knock on the door. Here comes the worst day of my life.
"Hello Neymar, ready for duty?" I asked while opening the door.
"Yeah, let's get the show on the road babe." oh gosh. I'm literally going to punch him before anything happens
"Don't call me babe and well you can start by cleaning my room, while I'm surpervising."
"I thought you said we'll be doing dirty things." He added with a wink at the end.
"We are. My room is dirty and you need to clean it." I spoke while smirking.
"How about after that I give you some pleasure?"
"How about no."
This guy just doesn't stop. It doesn't hurt to tease him right? Well just in advanced, sorry God, please forgive me for all I'm doing. Amen.
As soon as he finished my room, I was about to give him a surprise, one that will probably surprise me more than him.
"Good job Neymar, you did a fairly okay job." I whispered as I walked closer and closer to him giving him a seductive smirk, I knew what was going to happen, but did he?
As I walked closer I realized he had the same exact smirk on his face, that ,I had on mine.
As soon and I was right in front of him, I gripped his shirt and pulled him into a rough seductive kiss that soon turned into a makeout session.
All I could think about was how he was such a great kisser and how soft his lips were, pretty soon we were on the bed him on too and we were starting to take off each other's clothes, but this wasn't happening.
"Uh no, sorry but that's not happening. But in other news you can go now" I whispered as I got up, buttoned up my shirt and left the room.
I could feel his stare burning into the back of my said as he said, "You can't just leave me hanging like that!"
Now I have him. He wants me, but the real question is, do I want him?
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