The Three Roommates

"Andrew stop it!" I say as he stands in between my thighs as I sit on his desk.

"I don't think you want me to stop." He whispers in my ear as he traces patterns with his thumb on my thigh.

"You don't know one thing about what I want." I say while glaring into his eyes.

"If you didn't want me, you would've pushed me away from you already." He says quietly as he leans forward and puts his forehead against mine.

I tilt my head up and look into his eyes. "I hate that you're always right about everything." I breath out a defeated sigh.

His mouth forms into a sly smile as I feel his hands slide up to my waist from my thighs. "Bingo, there she is." He smiles as he whispers.

He leans in closer, to the point where our lips are almost touching.

He smirks before wrapping his hands around my lower back and pushing me against his chest. "I love seeing you look so defeated beneath me."