Chapter 54 Good Boy?

• I push myself up. Putting myself in between his arms that are resting on the wall. And I smile. “You should get dressed now. Be my good boy.” And I try to walk away. But he grips my throat and pins me to the wall.
• “Good boy?” And I smirk. Trying not to laugh. He leans close to so our lips are only a mere hair away from each others. So I can feel his breath across my skin.“Don’t push it baby girl. I don’t have a problem ripping this thing off you and fucking you so hard that when they get here they will hear you screaming my fucking name.”
• “I’ll be your good girl.” I say. “For now.” And I press my lips against his. And I let him taste himself. My hand runs into his hair and I press him against me. And he doesn’t object. He presses me against the wall. And his hip rotates against in a way that makes me moan into his mouth.