Son of a bitch

Son of a bitch

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Nov 2, 2017
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◀◀◀ He carried you into a bridal style and placed you on your bed. You could feel his breath under your skin. He stared at you with angry eyes. "Don't worry this day I'll be the only one starring at you..." He whispered in your ears as your back arced. His hand rested on the mattress still looking at you slowly making their way down to your waist. He started to kiss your neck and leaned closer to you making you feel his hard member. He shushed you with his finger. You kissed him. Your kiss last for a minute, holding the back of his nape. He stared into your eyes and started to become more aggressive. He keeps doing his thing as you knew this would cause an ocean underneath you. "I want you... I love you..." ▶▶▶ You may be my past, but for me you're still my present. "Bitch... You're really stupid. I missed you..." You're really bad at timing-
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*Caution* SEXUAL CONTENT "So what do you need help with?" Harry asks. "I was lying I don't have homework just leave now." I demand. "No. And if you don't have homework.. Why don't I help you turn that groan of yours into a moan." He says and then comes close and whispers into my ear, "But remember you got to keep it down.. You parents will hear." "You are so rude." I say stepping away from him. "Oh am I?" He asks. "Yes you are. Leave my room. I don't feel comfortable with you in here." I tell him. He steps closer and closer to me as I step back. I reach the wall and look him dead in the eyes. "Well.. Babe.. You can't make me leave." He says. "Don't call me babe." I say. "Sorry babe." He smirks. I just give him the death glare. He leans in and I immediately know what he is doing. "Get away from me!" I say putting my hand on his lips pushing his head away from me. He chuckles, "Now now babe." "Don't now now babe me." I sass him. "Being sassy are we?" He asks. "Yes. I am." I say. "Well.. I suppose we will continue this later.. I would rather make you wet when your not sassing me." He says smirking. "Your not making me wet!" I say to him. "Well babe.. When I kiss you so rough and nibble on your sweet spot to make you moan my name. And when I feel you up and massage your boobs.. I guarantee you'll be wet. And after my first thrust of me going into you.. You will orgasm. If not I will go harder and rougher till you scream my name and have the biggest orgasm you'll ever experience." He whispers into my ear. That sent shivers right down my body. Ok maybe I'm a little wet now.

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