[COMPLETED] 18+??: Contains mature and sexual content // enemies to lovers
"I hate you." I repeated as I continued to walk toward her, causing her to touch the closed refrigerator with her back as she backed away. "I hate you so much that sometimes...
"The key is not the will to win... everybody has that. It is the will to prepare to win that is important." - Bobby Knight
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Finally....
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...it's time my little bitches! *slap on the bumb*
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Hit me, I think I'm dreaming. Because her reaction was not the one I had expected. I thought she would yell at me, slap me and storm out of the car in a rage. But none of that happened.
Ashley's expression changed to a satisfied grin, her tongue wetting her lips as the sentence left my throat and filled the car. Her eyes lit up and the tension in the small car drummed on my ears. She tilted her head and whispered, "Did I overdo it that much today, sweetheart?"
"Yes." I gritted, because I just couldn't hold back anymore. She's so provocative that it sends a shiver down my spine. Sweetheart. I'll give you your fucking sweetheart. Either I kill her now or fuck her. There is no other option. Today she overdid it. The teasing in the car was the crowning glory.
If we hadn't met with an informant and if she hadn't caught me so completely off guard, it would have happened right there. Because I don't let myself get screwed especially not by Ashley Scott.
"Oops." she purred sardonically. "So what are you gonna do about it?" she asked playfully, her breath touching my skin and the possibility of killing her now buzzing through my head. I could snap her neck and she'd be dead in an instant.
But I redirected my anger and chrashed our mouths together aggressively. They molted perfectly on a heartbeat and Ashley willingly opened her cherry lips and granted me entrance. A whimper left her throat but was muffled in our uninterrupted kiss as I massaged her with my tongue.
Our mouths fought for control but I won of course as I tangled our tongues. With my hand I cupped her cheek and lightly bit her lower lip which she acknowledged with a suppressed moan. I hummed through the vibration and intensified the kiss.
