You can't be serious

His lip ring added a coolness to the headed kiss we shared. He gripped my t-shirt, trying to dominate the kiss. I,on the other hand, pulled on the little hairs on the back of his head causing a moan and a minty sigh wash through my mouth. This made me shiver.

His hands traveled under my shirt, tracing my back tatoo to the strap of my lovely red lacy bra, where her pulled it back and released it causing it to slam straight into my back. It hurt which made me pull back from the kiss only to scowl at him. he laughed his sexy laugh turning me on even more. I pulled him into another kiss( because I was getting annoyed that he was enjoying my pain) that I controlled.

He did not like this so he kept he kept trying to win the fight our tongues were having but losing. He got frustrated and dug his fingernails into my back. This washed a sense of pleasure over my body. I paused to take in the pleasure. This then gave him the chance to win and he did. He took dominance in the kiss and before I knew it my shirt was on the floor next to his pad and pen.

So here I sat, shirtless( but still in my bra) and in ripped skinny jeans on his lap. This was going to go further. I wanted it to and by the looks of it so did he. So I put one of my hands up his shirt tracing his tattoos.

That's when the door opened...

Notes

Here is another chapter. Hope u liked it! Comment if I should do a smutty chapter!!!