The Year I slapped the Bad Boy

The Year I slapped the Bad Boy

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"just wait, the good girl always falls for the sexy bad boy in the end" his dark eyes looked into my light colored ones, my voice caught in my throat then a small smirk crossed my face. "good thing your not sexy huh?" the next thing I knew my back was against the wall, both his hands on either side of my head, his knee between my legs. He placed his forehead on mine and laughed. " I wouldn't know about that sweetheart, but then again, I'm not too sure your all that good" my hands landed on his chest as I looked up at him, "your right about one thing Asher, I'm not good." his big grin widened, and a larger smirk grew on my face. "I mean would a good girl do this?" I used his belt loops to pull him closer, and I leaned in till we were inches apart.....and that's when I did it... I slapped the bad boy.
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[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

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