Having Fayth

Mine!

Blain POV

"Make me." She cocked an eyebrow.

Oh baby if that's how you wanna play.

I slipped off my shirt and stepped between her legs dangling off the bed. She was sitting back on her elbows watching me with a defiant little smirk.

I've never thought of being rough with her before. Anytime I've imagined being with Fayth I wanted to make love to her, but she pushed me too fucking hard this time. I want to own her body, heart, and soul. In this instant I want to command her very breath.

I knelt on the bed with one knee pressed against her center. I can feel how wet she is through her panties and it excites me more than I'm willing to elaborate on.

"You're being a very bad girl, love bug."

She swallows hard and closes her eyes taking a shaky breath. She's so cute when she thinks she can control herself. I know better. Just like her anger, her sexual frustrations will build until she explodes.

I've noticed, every time I piss her off just enough she will lock herself in her room and I'll hear her pleasure filled moans and my name on her lips.

I know the buttons to push. And since she decided to push mine, I'm going to push all of hers until I have her satiated and pliant. Until she's all mine.

I drag my hands up her thighs pushing her skirt up, revealing her cotton panties.

Mickey and Minnie Mouse days of the week boy shorts.

Cute.

Innocent.

Oh love bug, you're in trouble.

I'm going to ruin you.

Her hands come down to cover mine before I look back into her eyes. She's fighting herself again and it frustrates the hell out of me.

"Bla-" I cut her off with my lips covering hers. She responds immediately. Kissing me back her tongue in my mouth. Little moans and whimpers leaving her mouth to find a home in mine. She rocks her hot core against my leg finding her own rhythm.

I kiss down her neck and nibble her ear "I'll stop if you really want me to." The words are chocked groans leaving my lips. I have to clinch my teeth to stop from telling her how much I really want to be buried inside her.

She shook her head and threaded her fingers in my hair pulling my head to her chest showing me just what she wants.

I'm lost in her soft supple breasts. Licking and kissing. Sucking and biting the exposed skin above the hem of her shirt.

I push her shirt over her breasts and pull the cups of her bra down releasing her from the confines of the annoying fabric. Taking one nipple into my mouth and flicking the other between my fingers making her moan my name. It drives me crazy.

She tugs on my hair and I lose it.

I pull her shirt over her head and throw it off to some forgotten corner of her room. Her flimsy excuse of a bra is ripped down the center and I hungrily devour her tits. Her moans accompany the deep growl that forced its self from my chest.

I kiss down her stomach leaving a trail of bites and hickies from her neck to the top of her skirt.

I smirk down as her seeing his light marks that brushed her skin stopping at her collarbone compared to the deep purple ones I've left that trail down her body.

It was really an adorable attempt to claim what has always and will always be mine.

I pull her skirt down inch by excruciating inch while I continue the process of marking her skin. Licking, biting, sucking on her skin. Her lower stomach which makes her moan. Her hips drawing needy little whimpers. Right above her pussy causing her to buck up and beg for my tongue.