The Takedown

(I'm sorry D: I know the struggle )

"I don't believe you. I think you're lying to me so you know what? I guess I'm just going to have to find out for myself what the real answer is," Brian answered, nipping at her skin. He smirked, his fingers wrapping around her neck. He began to squeeze, pressing down enough to cut off her airway. "I bet if I checked, you'd be soaking. Soaking wet because you're nothing but a whore who's turned on by sex, huh?"

[I actually think I found someone so I'm excited. ]

Chloe breathed heavily through her nose as Brian said that and rolled her eyes, fighting back a grin as he had gripped onto her throat. There was only so much she could do to avoid giving away the fact that she was enjoying this but if he did put his hands in places they didn't belong, he'd find her just as he thought; soaking through her panties because of what he was doing. Her airway was cutoff so she couldn't respond so she just closed her eyes and attempted to take as deep of a breath as she could to avoid suffocating.

(that's super awesome!! fingers crossed for you! )

Brian's fingers tightened just a bit around her throat as he leaned up, undoing the button on Chloe's jeans. He pushed a hand into his pants. His eyes were trained on her face to gauge her reaction as he pushed her panties to the side, brushing a finger between her lips. "Exactly what I thought. You're such a disgusting little whore," he whispered, leaning to brush his lips against hers. His thumb pressed against her clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. "What if I make you work for it?"