"Sorry but I'm not in the mood any longer."
Marilyn hissed looking away. She felt more embarrassed that she'd confessed that she wanted to have s*x with him. Who did that? Ugh. She really had to start going to save her self from further heart damages. She hissed and walked towards the door in shame. She couldn't believe herself. She didn't get to open the door this time before he made it to her.
He put her up against the wall firmly and resisted every ounce of urge to press his body against hers
"I knew you wore the dress for me and I'll be a good boy not to let it waste"
"I didn't"
"Shut up baby"
He put his hands upon her waist,lifted her up and walked towards the direction of his room.
When they reached it, he dropped her on the bed like a sack of beans, not hard but just enough
