The Bad Girl
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 6, 2016
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I look around opening every door I see, I'm on about my third door,opening it I'm blessed with the pleasant view of my boyfriend fucking my mortal enemy Lydia. *Note the sarcasm* Turning the light off and on to get there attention. "Hello lovers"my voice dripping with sarcasm and anger. Adam pushes Lydia off of him. "Jax"he says putting pants back on."its not wha-"I cut him off with a menacing laugh "come on Adam are you fucking kidding me!? Its exactly what it fucking looks like!" I turn and walk away with Adam following me "jax come on please" he says grasping my wrist as I'm about to leave the party "how long!" I scream at him silencing the party "One month...its just.she's more..bad"I laugh "Oh you wanna see bad? I'll show you bad,in fact I think I'll show you bat shit crazy!" I take off my jacket and picking up a bottle of vodka,smashing the top off i doused the jacket in it, pulling my favourite pink liter out of my bra I set the jacket on fire and through it at him...
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I know he's followed me when the door shuts and locks behind me. His breath is on my ear before I can even think about anything and I relax against him as his teeth nip at the lobe. He reaches around me to start the shower and starts undoing my belt without even looking at what he's doing. He's leaving hickeys up my neck and almost rips my shirt in an effort to get it off me. I spin around once it's off and smirk at the lust in his eyes. I push him back against the door and press close enough to him to feel everything, every breath and every rumble of his chest as he hums in approval. "Are you going to keep teasing me, mi vida?" (my life) I shiver at his tone and lean forward, close enough for our lips to brush. "This is not teasing, love." My hand drifts up his torso to wrap around his neck and I turn his head to return the favour, leaving red hickeys and bite marks as he grinds against me. The room starts to steam up as the water reaches the right temperature and I tug his shirt off and yank my belt off along with my jeans and boxers. I back up into the shower and his eyes trail me heatedly, I can almost feel his look on me and I savour the feeling as I step under the water and slick my hair back. He removes the last of his clothes and drifts over to me, his eyes not leaving mine for a second. He reaches for me and slams his lips down on mine viciously, his teeth nipping and pulling while his tongue soothes the pain. He pulls my hair back to release himself from the kiss and starts kissing down the column of my neck to my collarbone where he leaves another mark. His grip is tight enough to leave bruises and I relish in the pleasure pain he gives me as he completely numbs my senses to everything but him.

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