Yes, I am weird and different but this makes me who I am. Everyday I hang out with my best-friend(Chelsea) and the most amazing girlfriend I have ever had. Yes I am Bi, the gayest of the gay, but that has nothing to do with my hatred for Chase March. In fact, even my girlfriend is in love with him. I have tried to show her what an ass-clown he is... It didn't work.
I kissed her neck and bit it gently as she straddled my thighs. Her eyes burned with lust. I absolutely loved torturing her. It was pure ecstasy. I felt so much for this girl; not sure what it was but I felt it. She squirmed under my touch. I slid my hands from her thighs to her hips. I squeezed her ass and proceeded to slide my hands under her hoodie. Her body was so perfect; black hair, thigh gap, b-cup and the lips of Angelina Jolie. But my favorite of her features were her hazel eyes. I, on the other hand, was not so well endowed; short, thick thighs, c-cup and blue eyes. You already know about my red hair.
Right when things began to heat up between me and Hope, a freshman practically squeals, "Make out with her already." I slid her off my lap and walked teasingly towards the kid. I then put my hand on his thigh and stared straight at him. "Only if I can rip your dick off and shove it up your ass" I whisper seductively. I squeeze his legs till he writhes in pain. "Are you done?" I practically growl. "Yes ma'am" he whines.
A group of people had already gathered as I walk back to Hope and intertwined my fingers with hers. She giggled and looked at me like she was going to burst with happiness. "I like when you get possessive." I smirk and wrap my arms around her waist. "That's why I do it love."
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Another Bad Boy Story
Teen FictionShe is different than anyone in the universe, or at least her school for one reason. She isn't a complete idiot when it comes to Chase March. This book gets intense on a few chapters but if you aren't into that kind of thing I give warning.
