rosalie pushed me into the girls locker room and her hand went around my throat. she pulled me to her and smashed her lips against mine.

i moaned at her roughness and her lips moved sloppily against mine.

i let out a whimper when she nipped my bottom lip. i opened my mouth and she thrusts her tongue inside my mouth. rosalie's tongue explored ever corner of my mouth and she pushed me up on a locker.

her lips started to journey down and she removed her hand away from my neck and she sucked on my neck harshly.

"rosa, what if—"

"shut it." my girlfriend growled against my flesh, making me whimper.

rosalie took off my shirt and she throw it down on the ground and started to suck on my neck again. she bit the flesh that surrounded my collarbone and my knees buckled as a shocking pain went through my body, but immediately went away when she used her tongue to sooth out the pain.

rosalie did the same to the other collarbone and then pulled my bra, letting my breasts fall loosely. she didn't even touched my breasts, other than sucking on the skin that surrounded my breasts.

my girl leaned up and connect our lips in a short kiss.

"who do you belong to?" she asked me and licked my neck.

i didn't answer because i was too caught up in the pleasure.

"answer me," she left two smack to my hips making me whimper at the sensation that went through my body.

"you, daddy. i belong to you." i moaned and she pushed her hand between my legs.

rosalie's finger tapped my thigh and i spread my legs wider for her.

her fingers went to my underwear and she moved it aside.

"good girl." she praised, "now what the fuck did i tell you?" rosalie rubbed my pussy with her two fingers and thrust them inside of my walls.

"t-that-"

"stop fucking stuttering and tell me what i said, lia."

i could tell that what i did made her mad, real mad.

i was talking to this girl and rosalie overhead her asking me if i was single and i said yes i was and told her to hit me up. it was a total joke. i would never.

" that i'm yours and only y-yours. " i choked out between moans as her fingers pumped fastly inside me.

"what else did i say?"

"that this pussy is yours to touch and yours to fuck." i moaned.

"good. you remember." she removed her fingers from my pussy and looked me in the eyes.

"if i ever hear something like that again or witness it, i'm going to make this pussy colourful, got that?"

i gulped and nodded.

i felt her flick my clit with her fingers harshly and my legs buckled.

"go to class." she eased up off of me and throw me my stuff and left the locker room.

why was i turned so on that i can feel my slick running down my thighs?