The bad boy artist became my boyfriend ch 9
Hi, thanks for all who voted. I’m continuing the story for now.
First I respond to a comment from Victoria.
Hiiiii, your complement means a lot to me. Like you have no idea. But I am certainly not the best author on here. Hell im not even an author I just kinda write for fun. But tysm! Really comments like these are boosting my self confidence a lot! Maybe I’ll consider getting a watt pad...MAYBE. Let’s get on with the story huh?
I woke up to a blinding light coming through my window. When I say blinding I mean BLINDING. I rubbed my eyes and sat up with a groan. I looked behind me and saw clay. His curly brown hair was covering his forehead. And he had no shirt off, damn he was even hotter sleeping. No way anyone is that perfect. I crawled out of bed and felt a hand grab my wrist. “No come back it’s too cold”. I giggled “if you insist” “I do, come here” he pulled me in and laid my head on his chest. He stroked my head and ran his fingers through my hair. It was extremely calming. I nuzzled myself into his chest and drifted off to sleep. I woke up again around 10. I looked over at clay staring at me sleeping. “Mmm clay it’s late c’mon we need to get out of bed” “mmm how about no. Your mine for today” “I was yours last night” he climbed over me and took a long breath in. He bit my earlobe lightly. “Round 2 is going to be sooo much more fun then than round 1” I blushed but then I decided this was an offer I couldn’t and shouldn’t refuse. “Mk fine” “you won’t regret it” his voice was low and husky again. Suddenly his lips were on mine and my/his sweatshirt was being pulled off of me. I had no bra under the sweatshirt and clay was already grinning from ear to ear. He grabbed his belt from off of the floor and tied both of my hands to the bed post. “This is for scratching my back” he showed me his back which was covered in red lines. “I’m sorry” I said my face as red as a cherry. “Mmmm beautiful don’t be, it means you were enjoying me” he laughed. He started sucking on my neck but then he stopped. “Um babe don’t be mad but I mane have gotten a little excited last night and left a hickey on your neck” I giggled “it’s ok means you were enjoying Me” I loved using his words against him. “I Sure was baby” he pulled off my underwear and kissed up in a line on my stomach. By now I was incredibly wet and I was pulsating down there. I needed to feel him again. “Clay stop teasing me” “no can do” he took his finger and lightly grazed my clit. I let out a soft purr to let him know I was enjoying it.
To be continued...
Ik it’s short sorry I have something to do. Sorry....
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