unluckily for him, I wasn't the type to be submissive, well i mean unless forced, i stood up from him and stared down at him blatantly refusing to get on my knees ,for a moment it felt like a stand off, except there are no guns just raging s****l desires and throbbing organs ,my chest rose and fell, as i was trying to catch my breath ,his brows furrowed in anger as he defied his orders, rich boy problems are usually pride related i guess and i just might have punched his in the gut.
"Dont make me repeat myself Goldie,i know you heard me" staring into my eyes intensely.
"im not deaf tommy,i just dont like being told what to do"i refuse to back down from his gaze.
a smirk grew on his face and he got up from the bed and took atleast 3 strides to me and i must have thought this was truely 3
