You were lying on the ground of the cold, dark, wet ally, soc on top of you, unbuttoning your shirt. You had given up the screaming and crying; no was going to hear you anyways. You were helpless.
The booze on his breath was strong. You tasted it in his mouth when he tried to kiss you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” you scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
You bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and you scream for your boyfriend Soda, or anyone that would hear.
By this time your shirt was off, and he was working on the belt of your jeans. All you could do was cry. He was much bigger than you, you didn’t stand a chance of fighting him off.
Suddenly, the soc is knocked off of you. You sit up to see Soda, punching the guy repeatedly in the stomach, screaming profanities at him, face full of rage.
The second the soc is out, he turns his attention towards you. He rushes over to you.
“(Y/N), baby,” he kisses your forehead. “Are you hurt? Did he actually…” He asked, eyes full of anger.
“No,” you say, wiping the tears from your eyes.
“You’re going to be fine…” He says gently rocking you. “I promise.”
The booze on his breath was strong. You tasted it in his mouth when he tried to kiss you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” you scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
You bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and you scream for your boyfriend Soda, or anyone that would hear.
By this time your shirt was off, and he was working on the belt of your jeans. All you could do was cry. He was much bigger than you, you didn’t stand a chance of fighting him off.
Suddenly, the soc is knocked off of you. You sit up to see Soda, punching the guy repeatedly in the stomach, screaming profanities at him, face full of rage.
The second the soc is out, he turns his attention towards you. He rushes over to you.
“(Y/N), baby,” he kisses your forehead. “Are you hurt? Did he actually…” He asked, eyes full of anger.
“No,” you say, wiping the tears from your eyes.
“You’re going to be fine…” He says gently rocking you. “I promise.”
And before you could say a word, his lips crashed into yours, tongue wanting in.
You gave in, fingers running through his hair. He pushes you up against the wall, and puts his hands up your shirt, running his hands along your body. He began to suck on your neck. You needed him bad. You reached down and undid the belt of his pants, then slipping them down with ease. He rips off your shirt and throws it across the store room. You pull off his DX shirt, as he undos the button of your jeans.
All of a sudden, your on the cold, hard floor of the storeroom, with Steve hovering over you. He runs his tongue down your stomach, until he reaches your panties.
He looks up at you and grins as he slide them off.
And lets that tongue do the work.
“Daddy is this flour or sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in bed for Mother’s Day with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the kitchen in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her by the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
You and steve have been friends since you were toddlers. You were sitting on the porch of your house and you see him approaching. You look at his stunning eyes and it's when you finally notice that you like him but not like a friend anymore, you want him to be just yours and no one elses. He comes to you and says "Hey Kayla!" "Hey Steve!" He grabs hold of your hands and pulls you closer to him. Your confused as to what he is doing but you just go with it. He looks at you and says " I love you" and kisses you on your lips for what seemed like an endless amount of time. You withdraw from his lips and look at him smiling and you say "I love you too steve" his face lights up and says "You do kayla?" "Yes steve, I always have" and he plants another kiss on your lips and hugs you ...
The end!
The end!