Prologue:
He was shirtless!
He smirked and in a blink of an eye he pushed me to the wall.
"Like something you see? I'm known for taking what I think I deserve " he said, no almost breathed it out as his lips were few centimetres apart from me.
"Strange! You are so delusional" I said shrugging.
He pushed me to the wall and kissed me roughly yet passionately and pulling my hair behind so that my face tilted in a way that he had a better access to my mouth.
No way on earth I am going to allow this fucktard to have his way with me.
So instead I turned us around so that he was pressed against this time. And I kissed him roughly biting his lips hard enough to hurt yet not hard enough to bleed.
My arms were on his shoulder I scratched it hard enough with my nails hard enough to bleed.
He flinched a little just for a fraction of second.
I smirked against our lips to let him know that with me it's always the way I want and I won this time.
Instead of getting angry he just smirked back at me against our lips and deepened our kiss.
And that's when I realises that this what he wanted all along for me kiss him willingly and do it with him my way.
I lost!