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“Don’t touch what doesn’t belong to you, bro,” I say sarcastically.
“Are you nuts?” she shouts.
“Yes, Angel, as a matter of fact, I am. YOU drive me fucking nuts.” I grab her by the back of the neck and pull her into me. “I will not be disrespected.” I crash my lips to hers. The crowd still surrounds us as I suck the soul from her body. The soul that belongs to me. I've never been possessive like this. I don't know if it’s from being cheated on by my ex Erica, or if it's Alex and what she does to me, or both. She moans into my mouth, enjoying the ravaging of my tongue inside her mouth. I pull her face back by her hair so I can look at her.
“You’re mine, understand?”
Her eyes are wide as she takes me in, pupils dilated and her breasts rise and fall dramatically while she catches her breath. I bring my mouth to her neck and suck and bite, salt coating my lips and tongue but I don't care. It’s delicious,sheis delicious. I move back to look at her once more, my hand still in her hair. She hasn’t answered me.
“Do you understand, Angel?”
“Yes,” she says, simple, short, and sexy leaving her lips in a breathy sigh.
“Mmmm, that's right, Angel.” I bring my lips to her ear and blow gently, cooling the hot skin there and whisper only for her to hear. “Good girl.” I release her hair and toss the remote on the table.
Grabbing her hand and taking her bag, I lead us out of the studio. “Let’s go.” To my surprise, she doesn’t argue or resist. She must know she fucked up. The pussy I hit is nowhere in sight and I’m glad. One hit was enough to know I wasn’t playing. Now let’s hope Alex learns that I won’t be playing her little games when it comes to her being my girl. I already made that mistake once I won’t be making it again.
We get to my car. I don’t even know if she drove herself at this point but I also don’t give a fuck. I will bring her back to get her car if needed or send someone for it. She hasn’t said anything yet but I’m sure I’ll catch a few words once we are in the car. It can’t be this easy to get her to comply.
I open the car door and she gets in and as buckles up. I lean in and kiss her already swollen lips before closing her door. I run around the back of the car to get to her. My feelings for this girl are stronger than I ever anticipated. Maybe I’m the pussy bitch, because I just want her, and I want her to trust me. I’m a hard ass, I've had to be dealing with my asshole of a father, but my mother kept my heart soft. She loved gently and taught me to love. She loved hard, up until she passed. She taught me to be a loving, kind gentleman. While he taught me to be a man, cocky, strong, tough, dedicated to my future above all else. I guess I’m a mix of them both, but I’d rather be more like Mom. I want to love Alex, like my mother loved.
I reach for the door handle and the littleclicksounds right before I can pull it open. She fucking locked it.
“Stop playing, Alex. Open the door.” I throw my head back in frustration. This is why she was so submissive.
“No, you ruined my class.” She sits, staring out the windshield, her lip pouting like the brat she is. Her arms are crossed over her chest, showcasing her tits.
“Alex, if you want me to fuck you, I will. But, baby, you have to open the door.”
She side eyes me and then rolls them. “Don’t fucking flatter yourself. I’d rather go fuck…whatever his name is with a broken nose then you.” This girl is going to end me.
“Oh yeah, then go,” I say. “I'll drop you right in front. Open the door.”
She rolls her eyes.
“Your tits look good, can you cross your arms a little tighter so I can see more of the juicy mounds pouting out of your top.”
She doesn’t say anything but reaches to put her jacket on.
“Oh come on, Angel, don't put your jacket on. When you open the door, it’s just going to come back off anyway.” She scoffs. My phone rings but I ignore it, not even looking at the screen.
“Fine, I’ll go find a sexy little ballerina to dance with.” I start to walk away toward the studio and the sound of her door opening makes me smile. She can’t see it, though.
“No, the fuck you won’t!” she yells across the parking lot. Thank god for long legs. I know her little ones can’t catch up. “Kohen!” she shouts.
“Yes, Alex?”
She laughs, not liking the use of her name while we’re arguing. “Where are you going?” She sounds close, so I take the opportunity to turn and jog toward her. She doesn’t notice at first, which helps my plan to catch her off guard. When she finally looks up, I’m about two feet in front and she turns to run. It’s no use, again, long legs for the win.
We’re both laughing when I scoop her up and throw her over my shoulder.
“Kohen put me down!” she shouts, laughing and hitting my lower back.
“No,” I say simply as I spank her ass hard. She yelps.
“What was that for?” she asks, confused.
“For pretending to be a good girl, after being a bad girl, and then being a bad girl again.”
