I started to hit him, as hard as I could, but his muscles made me feel like it was pointless. Instead of him feeling the huge amount of pain I want him to feel, I was started to feel it. My hands felt like they were hitting a wall.“Ow!” he started to deflect my fists and pushed himself as far against the door beside him to block my fits. “Why are you hitting me!?”I put my hands down and frowned, “Why are we going to your house?” I then looked at him feeling offended, “If you think I’m going to sleep with you, then you are dead wrong mister!” Don’t act like you wouldn’t enjoy it, said a tiny voice in my head. I quickly push that thought to the deep depths of my mind. He laughed. “That wasn’t what I was expecting, but if you’re offering,” he wiggled his eyebrows playfully, “then I’m ready and willing, angel.” He gave me a
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