His Possession

EIGHT

I stomped my foot down on his and elbow him in the stomach.

He groaned and let go.

I spun around and kicked him in the balls. Now he's on the ground groaning in pain.

"Don't touch me. Ever!"

He laughed!
He fûckin laughed at me!

What is wrong with his man?!

He got up and stood tall like he wasn't in pain a minute ago.

"I can't."

"Yes you CAN! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"I seriously can't."

"WHY?!"

He walked towards me and I backed up. We did that till we made it to the living room and I fell on the couch.

He leaned down till his face was close to mine and I can smell his minty breath.

"I can't because if I let you go and wonder this fûcked up city, you will die and I want you. So I can't let you."

"I don't care if I die! I aleast I lived my dream of going to college." He stared at me then laughed. He lifted my head up with two fingers and made me stare in his blue eyes.

He leaned in until his head was in crook of my neck. His breath fanned my neck that made shiver from the feeling. He climbed on top of me and switch our position till I was straddling his hips.

"Please." I said while his head was still in my neck while his hands were planted on my hips. I tried to move but he held me there right on his hips.

"Please what baby girl." He said while adding kisses here and there.

"Please leave me alone. I don't want this." I said while trying to hold back the tears.

"Your body says something else." He said while he thrusted his hips up. I held back my moan and gripped his shoulders. Tears begged to come out but I held them back.

"Stop." I said in between my teeth.

"Stop what? This." He said while thrusting his hips again but harder.

I buried my head in his shoulders and bit down on my lip.

"Your body is telling me not to stop baby girl."

"But I want you to stop." I said trying to get off of him, but he held me even tighter on his hips.

"But I don't want to stop either." He said while trying to move my hips against his hard thing.

I squeeze my legs together as much as I can, but his hands stopped me from doing so.

This bîtch is crazy! Press his pressure point dumbass!

My hand shot up to his neck but he flipped me before I can push. He held my hands above my head and stared down at me.