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Taylor just left. Completely. Left.

"Open your fucking closet door." the text read.

When I saw his face, my hand immediately barged all over. Not in the good way. I completely slapped him which made him fall over, holding onto the door rail.

"What the fuck Shawn! I thought we were okay!" He yelled at me.

"You made me moan your name! Your fucking name! He hates me! He does not trust me, he will not make love to me. I fucking hate you!" I yelled and punched his chest so much, trying to get my anger out, only to realize I was sobbing on his chest, wrapping my arms around his neck as tight as possible.

"So you're telling me..." he smirked. "You were thinking about having sex with me?"

I let go and gasped, slapping his face again, the other cheek this time.

"This explains why you're naked." he slyly grins as he slides his hands down my chest. It slowly reaches down but I swat his hands away.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" He grinned again but I shook my head. "Get out Sam!"

"You must of called me for some reason, it wasn't only for yelling at me... was it?" his continues to place his hands on me, this time, they held my hips. All I did was give him a rude, dirty look. "Stop."

He didn't obey, instead he let his pointing finger slide down my member as he soon let that same finger swipe onto my lips.

Soon enough, he grasped my butt and lift me up, my legs hovering in his arms. I pounded his chest, trying to get away from me but he wouldn't bulge.

"Sam stop! I am supposed to be mad at you!" I yelled and he replied, "You're supposed to? Does that mean you aren't." He gave a grin while sliding me onto the bed and kissed down my body. I pushed his head away, only to have him continue, once again.

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