The Bad Boy Is My Neighbor

"Anyways, without further ado, are you in or are you out."

"Are you joking?"

"It's left to you babe."

"You're kidding."

I affirm, throwing my hand up in the air with my eyes wide open. "No baby strictly business."

Dario stretches out his hands for a shake, nudging me to take it with his eyes.

"Perfect," he whispers.
"Now babe I think I deserve a kiss don't I?"
I rolled my eyes at him, turning away. "Well fine then, have it your way." he said picking out his iPhone.

I quickly aimed to grab his phone but he successfully avoided my hands, which left me no choice but to pull his head lower to my length and then place a small kiss on his lips.
For the love of God.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really shouldn't be pecking me." he smirks.

Yo, I mean it's a dream kissing him but I was expecting something maybe more romantic, you know, sweet not a fucking blackmailing deal.

I placed another kiss on his lips.
"That still wasn't a kiss babe." He whispers.

For all the times he had called me babe, had my heart skipping beats.

"Have you always been this sick or just fucked in the brain."
I am playing with fire. I might as well just get burnt.
"Never had experience?, well I'd be more than glad to teach you."

He pulled me closer, staring at my lips with him subconsciously licking him, he almost looked dazed.
Dario places his left hand on my waist and right hand at the side of my face before slowly connecting his lips to mine.

The way he kissed, soft , the way he moved, slow.
His lips felt so good against mine.
I kissed him back gracefully, with him licking my bottom lips for entrance in which I gave him full access to devour my mouth with his.

He pulled me closer to him as my hands found their way to his hair with me running my hands through his black soft hair, wishing the moments never stopped but it did, prior to the loud angry cloud above us.

It felt so good, I was going to cry.

Dario get what he wants when he wants.

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