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It Feels So Wrong

It Feels So Wrong

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 1, 2016
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As i sit there slamming jagerbombs back to back till i can barely see but every time i look at her over there with her new boyfriend. I see them just fine i decided to go to try my way with some girls in the nightclub. I stop in the rest room puke the alcohol out and fix myself. Walk right out and just go straight to the dance floor. I walk to a group of girls i walk up and say 'how are you girls' they say 'good and you' i say good and we chat till a girl says 'you went out with my friend' i look at her nervously. I say 'who' in a soft she says 'crystal' i start getting kinda nervous and i say 'yea i did' she says 'she told me he's just a pig looking for only sex' as they walk away the girl who i was trying to talk to walks up to me slaps me and walks away. So i just run to the restroom and look into the mirror and see there is a paper with her phone number i guess my sweat keep it attached. I just start smiling and go the rest of the night dancing till i go home.
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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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