She’d be pissed. Maybe she’d shout

She’d be pissed. Maybe she’d shout at me. Maybe she’d smack me. Maybe she’d hold me tight and wrestle me to the ground and sit on me, pinning me down to the ground in her eagerness. I almost groaned at the thought. That was wishful thinking on my side. I wanted her to take her frustration out on me physically. I’d love to feel her dominating me, taking control, making me beg her to let me lose. I’d go along with it because I knew that after she made me beg, I would be making her beg. And I wouldn’t be showing mercy.
“So what are your plans for the future?” I asked, my face serious as I stared at the two of them. “I hope your intentions are pure,” I said as I stared at Troy, one eyebrow raised.
“I, uh,” Troy stammered again and swallowed hard. He looked over at Mila and I watched as he stared at her body. “I was hoping I could take you to dinner tonight, just you and me,” he said softly and I froze. What the hell was he playing at? Was he seriously trying to take out Mila? My Mila!
“Um, where did you want to go, honey?” Mila said, her expressive face looking surprised as she gazed back at Troy. I wanted to grab her and pull her into my arms and tell her to stop acting. I knew that Troy was a fake.
“Maybe seafood?” Troy said with a small smile. “I heard the lobster and crabs around here are good.”
“Yeah.” Mila nodded. “The lobster is amazing.”
“Do you really think that’s a good idea?” I said, interrupting their conversation but talking only to Mila.
“Why not?” Mila said pursing her lips.
“Because I had plans for us for tonight,” I said and waved my fingers at her. I watched as she blushed and glared at me. “I thought we could do something.” I licked my lips slowly and then stepped back. “I wouldn’t mind trying some of that dessert you gave me last night.”
“What dessert?” Troy asked. “I’d like some too.”
“She only made enough for me.” I gave him a death stare. “There’s only enough for me to eat.”
“We can always share,” Troy said with a smile, and I froze as I heard Mila giggling.
“Yeah, what do you think of that, TJ?” Mila gave me a petulant look.
“I don’t share my dessert.” I stared into Mila’s eyes. “Ever.”
“I see,” Mila said and I watched as she licked her lips nervously.
“Good,” I said and tapped my fingers against the wall. “In fact, I’m feeling pretty hungry right now.” I stretched and looked at her. “There’s a growling in my stomach,” I said softly. “A yearning in my belly. For seconds.”
“That must have been some dessert,” Troy said, looking like he was starting to feel hungry himself. I was going to have to take care of the Troy situation myself if Mila continued to go along with this farce. Troy was starting to get a bit too into the role and he was starting to act as if he really had a shot at dating Mila. I’d hit him so hard if he even thought about getting any of Mila’s cookies.
“It was,” I said. “Though I think Mila enjoyed my eating her dessert as much as I enjoyed eating it.” I grinned as I stared into his eyes. “There’s something so enjoyable about giving and receiving pleasure, don’t you think?”
“I guess.” Troy looked at me in confusion and back at Mila. “What did you make, brownies?”
“No,” Mila squeaked out.
“Yeah, tell your boyfriend, Troy, what it was you served me last night, Mila,” I said and let my hand fall right down the back of her butt softly. She jumped slightly at my touch and I tried to hold back a grin as I felt her trembling slightly.
“Something I’ll never be serving you again,” she said tightly, her face furious as she glared at me. “What time shall we go to dinner, Troy?” She turned to him and it was my turn to become furious. Mila was not acting in the way I had thought she would. All of her words and actions were out-of-line and not what I’d been expecting. It annoyed me that she wasn’t playing along. She was supposed to be like putty in my hands. She had been like putty in my hands the night before. Shit, she’d been like putty to my tongue as well. I grinned as I remembered the taste of her and how she’d moaned and cried out when I’d made her come. When I fucked her, I planned on going slow. I was going to make her beg for it, and when she asked why, I was going to remind her of this moment and her dismissive tone towards me. That would show her that I meant business. I could feel myself growing hard just thinking about it… Her legs flipped in the air, her ass off of the mattress, her eyes rolling in her head in ecstasy and anticipation as she waited for her release.
“TJ.” Mila’s voice was soft as she spoke and I blinked down at her.
“Yes?” I said and then frowned. Troy was gone. “Where’s Troy?” I looked around.
“He just said bye.” She blinked at me. “He needed to go to the restroom.”
“I see.”
“What do you think you’re playing at?” She hissed lightly as her voice lowered. “How dare you mention to my boyfriend that I gave you dessert last night?”
“Would you rather I have showed him the dessert you gave me?” I said, flicking my tongue against my lips, and she gasped.
“You really are a pig.”
“You really have no sense of humor,” I responded and grabbed her hands and pulled her towards me. “You’re not really going to dinner with Troy tonight, are you?”
“Yes! Why shouldn’t I?” She tried to extricate herself from my embrace, so I turned and pushed her back against the wall.
“Why shouldn’t you?” I asked, my voice low as I pushed my hardness into her stomach.
“TJ.” She moaned, her lips slightly parted. “I’m sorry about Barbie, but you can’t use me to try and make her jealous.”
“Barbie?” I laughed. “The girl who just slept with your brother? Do you really think we have anything going on?”
“You’re the one who brought her here and insinuated that…” Her voice trailed off. “Well, you know.”
“I’m single, Mila.” My lips brushed her cheek and moved closer to her mouth. “Very single.”
“What do you want from me?” she asked, her light brown eyes looking more confused than I’d ever seen them before.
“It’s funny that you should ask that,” I said, pretending to be nonchalant. This was the moment I’d been waiting for all weekend.
“Oh?” she said, eyes growing even wider.
“I have something for you to read,” I said and stepped back. This was important now. She had to understand what she was getting into.
“Read?” She wrinkled her nose. “Like a book?”
“No.” I shook my head. “Like a contract.”
“Contract?”
“Yes.” I nodded my head. “Come to my room with me now. We need to talk in private.”
“I told Troy I’d bring him some coffee,” she said and shook her head. “Maybe later.”
“Yeah.” It took everything in me not to shake her for bringing up Troy again. I ran my hand up to her breast and rubbed my palm against her nipple instead. Her face reddened and I could feel her nipple growing hard as she adjusted her position against the wall. “You go and talk to him, and then you come and find me later.” I leaned forward and kissed her hard on the lips and stuck my tongue into her mouth as I pinched her nipple hard and pushed myself into her even harder. She moaned slightly against my lips and I felt her hand on my back. It was then that I moved away from her. All I had wanted was to remind her of how badly she wanted me as well.
“I’ll see you later,” I said and walked to my room, slowly and confidently, knowing she was watching me as I walked away. She was probably wondering why I hadn’t tried to take things further again. She was probably feeling disappointed. I grinned as I opened my door and then walked into the room. I pulled out my phone and waited for my dad to answer.
“What’s the news, son?” he asked me abruptly and I felt a jolt of annoyance at his tone.
“It’ll happen this weekend, Dad. It’ll definitely happen this weekend,” I said and then hung up and put my phone down on the dresser. I pulled off my clothes and then walked into the bathroom. And then turned on the shower and made sure the water was cold. I stepped in and closed my eyes, willing my body not to react to the freezing cold water that rained down on me. I stood there taking my cold shower with nerves of steel and all I could think about was Mila and what was about to happen. Everything was about to change, and all I could hope was that everything went according to plan. If one thing went wrong, my whole life would be ruined.

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Dia akan marah. Mungkin dia akan berteriak padaku. Mungkin dia akan memukul saya. Mungkin dia akan terus saya ketat dan bergulat saya ke tanah dan duduk pada saya, PIN saya ke tanah dalam keinginannya. Saya hampir mengerang pikiran. Itu angan-angan di sisi saya. Saya ingin dia untuk mengambil nya frustrasi keluar pada saya secara fisik. Aku akan senang untuk merasa mendominasi saya, mengambil kendali, membuat saya mohon dia untuk membiarkan saya kehilangan. Aku akan pergi bersama dengan itu karena saya tahu bahwa setelah ia membuat saya mohon, saya akan membuat mengemis nya. Dan aku tidak akan menunjukkan belas kasihan."Jadi apa yang rencana Anda untuk masa depan?" Saya bertanya, wajah saya serius seperti aku menatap mereka berdua. "Semoga niat Anda murni," kataku sebagai aku menatap Troy, mengangkat alis yang satu."Saya, eh," Troy terbata-bata lagi dan menelan keras. Dia menoleh ke di Mila dan saya menyaksikan saat ia menatap tubuhnya. "Saya berharap saya bisa mengambil Anda untuk makan malam, hanya Anda dan saya," katanya lembut dan aku membeku. Apa sih yang sedang ia bermain di? Dia serius berusaha mengambil Mila? Mila saya!"Um, mana Apakah Anda ingin pergi, madu?" Mila berkata, ekspresif wajah tampak terkejut karena dia menatap kembali pada Troy. Saya ingin mengambil dia dan menarik dia ke dalam pelukanku dan katakan padanya untuk berhenti bertindak. Saya tahu bahwa Troy adalah palsu."Mungkin seafood?" Troy berkata dengan senyum kecil. "Saya mendengar lobster dan kepiting sekitar di sini adalah baik.""ya." Mila mengangguk. "Lobster luar biasa."“Do you really think that’s a good idea?” I said, interrupting their conversation but talking only to Mila.“Why not?” Mila said pursing her lips.“Because I had plans for us for tonight,” I said and waved my fingers at her. I watched as she blushed and glared at me. “I thought we could do something.” I licked my lips slowly and then stepped back. “I wouldn’t mind trying some of that dessert you gave me last night.”“What dessert?” Troy asked. “I’d like some too.”“She only made enough for me.” I gave him a death stare. “There’s only enough for me to eat.”“We can always share,” Troy said with a smile, and I froze as I heard Mila giggling.“Yeah, what do you think of that, TJ?” Mila gave me a petulant look.“I don’t share my dessert.” I stared into Mila’s eyes. “Ever.”“I see,” Mila said and I watched as she licked her lips nervously.“Good,” I said and tapped my fingers against the wall. “In fact, I’m feeling pretty hungry right now.” I stretched and looked at her. “There’s a growling in my stomach,” I said softly. “A yearning in my belly. For seconds.”“That must have been some dessert,” Troy said, looking like he was starting to feel hungry himself. I was going to have to take care of the Troy situation myself if Mila continued to go along with this farce. Troy was starting to get a bit too into the role and he was starting to act as if he really had a shot at dating Mila. I’d hit him so hard if he even thought about getting any of Mila’s cookies.“It was,” I said. “Though I think Mila enjoyed my eating her dessert as much as I enjoyed eating it.” I grinned as I stared into his eyes. “There’s something so enjoyable about giving and receiving pleasure, don’t you think?”“I guess.” Troy looked at me in confusion and back at Mila. “What did you make, brownies?”“No,” Mila squeaked out.“Yeah, tell your boyfriend, Troy, what it was you served me last night, Mila,” I said and let my hand fall right down the back of her butt softly. She jumped slightly at my touch and I tried to hold back a grin as I felt her trembling slightly.“Something I’ll never be serving you again,” she said tightly, her face furious as she glared at me. “What time shall we go to dinner, Troy?” She turned to him and it was my turn to become furious. Mila was not acting in the way I had thought she would. All of her words and actions were out-of-line and not what I’d been expecting. It annoyed me that she wasn’t playing along. She was supposed to be like putty in my hands. She had been like putty in my hands the night before. Shit, she’d been like putty to my tongue as well. I grinned as I remembered the taste of her and how she’d moaned and cried out when I’d made her come. When I fucked her, I planned on going slow. I was going to make her beg for it, and when she asked why, I was going to remind her of this moment and her dismissive tone towards me. That would show her that I meant business. I could feel myself growing hard just thinking about it… Her legs flipped in the air, her ass off of the mattress, her eyes rolling in her head in ecstasy and anticipation as she waited for her release.“TJ.” Mila’s voice was soft as she spoke and I blinked down at her.“Yes?” I said and then frowned. Troy was gone. “Where’s Troy?” I looked around.“He just said bye.” She blinked at me. “He needed to go to the restroom.”“I see.”“What do you think you’re playing at?” She hissed lightly as her voice lowered. “How dare you mention to my boyfriend that I gave you dessert last night?”“Would you rather I have showed him the dessert you gave me?” I said, flicking my tongue against my lips, and she gasped.“You really are a pig.”“You really have no sense of humor,” I responded and grabbed her hands and pulled her towards me. “You’re not really going to dinner with Troy tonight, are you?”“Yes! Why shouldn’t I?” She tried to extricate herself from my embrace, so I turned and pushed her back against the wall.“Why shouldn’t you?” I asked, my voice low as I pushed my hardness into her stomach.“TJ.” She moaned, her lips slightly parted. “I’m sorry about Barbie, but you can’t use me to try and make her jealous.”“Barbie?” I laughed. “The girl who just slept with your brother? Do you really think we have anything going on?”“You’re the one who brought her here and insinuated that…” Her voice trailed off. “Well, you know.”“I’m single, Mila.” My lips brushed her cheek and moved closer to her mouth. “Very single.”“What do you want from me?” she asked, her light brown eyes looking more confused than I’d ever seen them before.“It’s funny that you should ask that,” I said, pretending to be nonchalant. This was the moment I’d been waiting for all weekend.“Oh?” she said, eyes growing even wider.“I have something for you to read,” I said and stepped back. This was important now. She had to understand what she was getting into.“Read?” She wrinkled her nose. “Like a book?”
“No.” I shook my head. “Like a contract.”
“Contract?”
“Yes.” I nodded my head. “Come to my room with me now. We need to talk in private.”
“I told Troy I’d bring him some coffee,” she said and shook her head. “Maybe later.”
“Yeah.” It took everything in me not to shake her for bringing up Troy again. I ran my hand up to her breast and rubbed my palm against her nipple instead. Her face reddened and I could feel her nipple growing hard as she adjusted her position against the wall. “You go and talk to him, and then you come and find me later.” I leaned forward and kissed her hard on the lips and stuck my tongue into her mouth as I pinched her nipple hard and pushed myself into her even harder. She moaned slightly against my lips and I felt her hand on my back. It was then that I moved away from her. All I had wanted was to remind her of how badly she wanted me as well.
“I’ll see you later,” I said and walked to my room, slowly and confidently, knowing she was watching me as I walked away. She was probably wondering why I hadn’t tried to take things further again. She was probably feeling disappointed. I grinned as I opened my door and then walked into the room. I pulled out my phone and waited for my dad to answer.
“What’s the news, son?” he asked me abruptly and I felt a jolt of annoyance at his tone.
“It’ll happen this weekend, Dad. It’ll definitely happen this weekend,” I said and then hung up and put my phone down on the dresser. I pulled off my clothes and then walked into the bathroom. And then turned on the shower and made sure the water was cold. I stepped in and closed my eyes, willing my body not to react to the freezing cold water that rained down on me. I stood there taking my cold shower with nerves of steel and all I could think about was Mila and what was about to happen. Everything was about to change, and all I could hope was that everything went according to plan. If one thing went wrong, my whole life would be ruined.