Bad Boys Go To Hell

FOUR

"A cold hearted bîtch like you? Do you think I-" He didn't finish because I kissed him. At first, he was disorientated and didn't move, but the he started kissing me back. Unfortunately he didn't let my wrists go, but instead he slid his hand down to my ass and squeezed it, making me moan into his lips.

Our tongues fought for dominance. This kiss was becoming more and more serious by the second, and this asshole was still not going to let me go. I tried a different tactic.

I bit his bottom lip, rubbing myself against him at the same time. It worked, because he moaned quietly, but still, wouldn't let me go.

Instead of freeing my wrists, he quickly grabbed my thighs, making me wrap my legs around his waist, but this only let me know that my plan was working. When I felt his erection, I couldn't help but moan, which made him even more horny, because he started walking towards my bed. I wasn't planning on fucking him, especially on my bed.

He put me on the bed, hovering above me, his hands grabbing my waist. I used this moment to my advantage and swiftly flipped us around, so I was sitting on him. When he began kissing my neck, I started moving my hips slowly, making him moan. His hands slid down to my ass and squeezed it, making me move my hips faster.

"Fuck, Olivia." His breath was shallow and uneven.

I moved even faster, Mike reached for my dress but I stopped him.

"No, our parents are downstairs."

To trick him even more, I began trailing kissing down his throat.

"Fuck, Olivia, I'm going to come." He moaned out between breaths. Even though it felt good, I had to finish my plan, and , when he start speaking I quickly climbed off of him, fixing my dress. With a triumphant smile, I looked at the horny boy lying on my bed.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He looked at me, trying to even out his breaths.

"Who's the master of the strategy now?" I smirked, making my way downstairs.