The Bad Boy's roommate
"What are y-"
My breath hitched as he pulled me closer, our lips now inches apart. My hands on his chest slightly gripping the soft material of his shirt. While his hands laid firm on either sides of my waist, gently pushing me into the wall behind me.
"I'm simply getting what I want princess."
His words came out so husky, I went weak in the knees. It's a good thing he was holding me up or I would've fallen by now. He smirked and cupped my face with his hand. Leaving the other hand firmly on my waist. Then it happened and surprisingly I couldn't have been more happier.