Thirty Eight

FREYA I place my head on Alexander's shoulder, pressing my lips together to stop the sounds from falling out from my lips.

"There, just what I thought." He pushed me back against the wall, wrapped my legs around him, and began to dry hump me." Do you want me to stop? You don't want me again, do you?"

I don't answer, too busy enjoying what he was doing to my body. He draws back from me, stopping what he was doing. I groan in protest, my eyes opening to look at him. I could guess what my eyes looked like right now, not only could I see the reflection of my eyes in his, he was that close, I could also see a reflection of my needs in his own eyes.

His eyes was hooded with the lust we were both feeling right now.

" Why did you stop?" I asked, circling his neck with my hand.

" Well, I remember someone saying she does not want me anymore," he taunts.

I roll my eyes, exasperated.

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