Eight

Jordan

He didn't let me go. He held me under gun point till I made my way towards his car.

I'm fûckin scared to be honest. I honestly thought Jaxon hated me then liked me.

I was stiff as a board as I got in. I didn't bother to put my seat belt on.

I couldn't.

I couldn't, and I didn't want to. I didn't want to move because I don't know what his next move is. I was too scared to find out.

The ride was an awkward quiet. I couldn't stand it. So I moved my pinky closer to the door. From the corner of my eye, I still saw Jaxon hasn't noticed.

So I kept taking small movements towards the door. Right when my hand touched the door handle the sound of the doors locking made me jump. Then I heard him chuckle.

"You're really brave to do that. But not in the night where there's gangsters are out." He said with a smirk.

"I want to go home." I said with a strong voice but inside I'm crying.

"Nope. A gang is looking for you and you will die. And I don't know about you but I would like to die when I'm old."

"Well what if I want to die before I'm old? Huh?"

He looked at me then looked back at the road.

"You are honestly stupid." He said while giving a chuckle.

"I would rather be at my house."

"No."

"I have school."

"So."

"I'm not going to stay there if I can't go to school."

"If I let you got to school will you shut up."he said while pulling up in a drive way. I didn't know that we were here till I saw that point.

"Get out and don't run." He said adding a smile at the end.

I did what I was told and followed him up the stairs to the door.

Once he open the door I was soon opened to a fruit smell. Like fruit punch.

I walked in and looked around. It was like any other normal house. Pictures scattered all over the walls and furniture here and there.

I was so busy admiring the house I didn't feel him come up behind me until I felt his hands around my waist. I froze. My body tensed when I felt his breath on my neck.

"Why do you have to be so damn beautiful." He whispered. I couldn't say anything only listen to our breathing.

Run! Bitch run!

My self-conscious told me.

I can't. My feet are planted on the ground.

Bîtch he's going to kill you if you don't. And I know he would. He pulled the fûckin trigger on you to show a point!

I know but I can't!

His hands were roaming around my hips then went lower. That's when my brain started to function.

I stomped my foot down on his and elbow him in the stomach.

He groaned and let go.

I spun around and kicked him in the balls. Now he's on the ground groaning in pain.

"Don't touch me. Ever!"

He laughed!

He fûckin laughed at me!

What is wrong with his man?!

He got up and stood tall like he wasn't in pain a minute ago.

"I can't."

"Yes you CAN! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"I seriously can't."

"WHY?!"

He walked towards me and I backed up. We did that till we made it to the living room and I fell on the couch.

He leaned down till his face was close to mine and I can smell his minty breath.

"I can't because if I let you go and wonder this fûcked up city, you will die and I want you. So I can't let you."

"I don't care if I die! I aleast I lived my dream of going to college." He stared at me then laughed. He lifted my head up with two fingers and made me stare in his blue eyes.

He leaned in until his head was in crook of my neck. His breath fanned my neck that made shiver from the feeling. He climbed on top of me and switch our position till I was straddling his hips.

"Please." I said while his head was still in my neck while his hands were planted on my hips. I tried to move but he held me there right on his hips.

"Please what baby girl." He said while adding kisses here and there.

"Please leave me alone. I don't want this." I said while trying to hold back the tears.

"Your body says something else." He said while he thrusted his hips up. I held back my moan and gripped his shoulders. Tears begged to come out but I held them back.

"Stop." I said in between my teeth.

"Stop what? This." He said while thrusting his hips again but harder.

I buried my head in his shoulders and bit down on my lip.

"Your body is telling me not to stop baby girl."

"But I want you to stop." I said trying to get off of him, but he held me even tighter on his hips.

"But I don't want to stop either." He said while trying to move my hips against his hard thing.

I squeeze my legs together as much as I can, but his hands stopped me from doing so.

This bîtch is crazy! Press his pressure point dumbass!

My hand shot up to his neck but he flipped me before I can push. He held my hands above my head and stared down at me.

"Nice try. But it's not happening again." He said while staring at my lips.

I don't know what my body was doing because I lick my sudden dry lips. He stared at them then lick his plump lips.

I wasn't fighting anymore. It was like he was controlling my body and telling it not to move.

Move bîtch ! Move!

Sure he's attractive, but I'm done with this whole gang shit.

MOVE!

He then suddenly crashed his lips on mine and kissed me harshly.

What surprised me was I kissed him back and my hands flew to his soft...so fûckin soft hair. I gripped it between my fingers and pulled him closer to me.

No hoe! Get up!

He kept asking for interest but I didn't budge. He then grabbed my ass hard but I just tighten my grip on his hair. He groaned and did it again.

STOP!

But I didn't budge. He then groan in frustration then open my legs with his huge hands then grinned his hips in my interest.

Ahhhh! STOP! PUNCH THIS GUY!

I gasped at the friction he made and he gladly took that opportunity and stuck his tongue in. He explored my mouth and fought for dominance against mine.

I'm done talking. You figure this out.

I couldn't breathe so I pulled but he seemed perfectly fine. He attack my neck and gripped my ass and pulled them up to his hips.

The pleasure he was giving me was unbelievable. I couldn't stop him.

I didn't want him too.

His hand went to my button up and started to unbutton them each slowly. I was getting annoyed how he was going to slow. So pushed his hand off and brought his lips to mine and kissed him. I unbutton my shirt in two seconds and threw it on the ground. He was trying to pull back, but I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down. He grabbed my wrist then pinned them in one hand above my head.

"You make it so hard not to fûck you so hard till your legs shake and the neighbors know my name." He said while looking at my body. He looked like a hungry predator looking at its prey.

Nope. Don't do it. Kick him in his balls.

"Then why don't you." I said while lifting up and bitting his ear lobe.

He looked shocked. I was even shocked. My voice in my head was saying no but my body was saying go for it who gives a fûck . His eyes turn a darker shade and grin from ear to ear.

"As you wish baby girl."

You fûckin hoe.