I just pushed him off again.
"You know you don't always have to call me Sammy, you can call me daddy too." He smiled, licking his lips.
"You're so fucking gross get out. I hate you, pig!" I spat at him.
But, the truth was... He was turning me on by the second.
"You know you never answered me. If I'm such a pig, why do you moan my name?" He looked at me, dead in the eye.
"I'm not, I'm groaning. Know the difference, between sex and death." I smirked at my own joke.
"I don't know why you deny it baby, but you'll come around. Just like all the other chicks" he smiled at me, starting to walk away.
"Yah, well I'm not like the rest of the hoes you bang. You man-whore." I mumbled under my breath.
He turned directly at me, and walked towards me. He looked pissed.
He must of heard me.
He walked toward me, pushing me to lay down on the bed.
"Sammy, stop." He was being too aggressive.
He was standing at the very end of the bed. As I was leaning on my elbows.
"You think I go around and bang hoes?" He said looking pissed.
"Yah, you're just a man-whore. Who sleeps with everyone, who thinks he can get anyone. Well you're wrong. Now get the fuck out." I spat at him.
With that he-
