Icy girl

"Will you get off of me. This isn't apart of the deal Landon. You don't get to fuck me."

"I know I know. But let's just imagine." I stood up with a dress in my hand trying to leave his embrace. But he kept my hips on his pelvis. "It's dark, we're on my bed. Your small frame under me-"

"Landon." He ignored me.

"As I pound viscously into you." I couldn't help but to imagine to. A wave of heat flashed over me and he chuckled. "You're thinking of it too now, aren't you?" He asked breathing into my neck. With that I pushed myself off of him.

"Asshole." I muttered slipping on the sundress.

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