Passion by Jordan Silver Page B

in the passenger seat. Her eyes widened when she saw me. I looked right at
her as I walked to her side of the car and dragged her out. This seemed
familiar.
    Dyson knew better than to say one fucking word to me, in fact he
looked like he was about to shit his pants.
    “I just gave her a ride man, nothing happened.” He held his hands
up in the surrender position.
    “Get the fuck outta here, she ever in your car again you won’t have
a car.” I slammed the car door and pulled her towards the front door to her
house. She tried being stubborn and pulling away but I kept going, dragging her
behind me.
    “Let go asshole.”
    “If I were you I would shut up before you make things worse for
yourself, my patience is very low right now, don’t fucking push it.”
    Of
course I was talking to the world’s most hard headed human being.
    I heard Dyson peel out of the
driveway, probably didn’t want to be a witness to whatever I had in store for
her. Her father wouldn’t be home for a few hours yet so I had all the time in
the world to do what needed doing.
    “I told you what would happen if you pushed me too far right, and
what do you do, riding in cars with boys Carissa, uhuh, that’s a no no and you
know it, so now you bear the consequences.”
    “Don’t you touch me asshole, what the hell was that about this
afternoon, all because I said I could dress myself, who the fuck do you think
you are?”
    “It’s not what you said it’s that you said it at all, if I say
something, that’s it, you don’t contradict me, ever.”
    “Are
you insane motherfucker, what are you talking about? I think you read one too
many adult books or some shit, you can’t rule me.”
    “See, there you go again,
mouthing off, you need someone to rule you, since you’ve been allowed to run
wild for too long, your mother wouldn’t win any awards for the way she raised
you, more like neglected you, and now your poor father is all but half afraid
of you, because you’re a spoilt little bitch with an attitude.” By now I had
taken the keys from her and pulled her through the door.
    I took her up the stairs kicking and screaming bloody murder, she
hated me to call her out on her childish behavior but somebody had to, I had no
doubt that her father loved her, but from what little bit I can gather her
mother wasn’t much of one and had left Carrie to raise herself pretty much,
while she saw to her own life. This left the world with a surly, bad mouthed,
ill tempered beauty of a shrew.
    On
top of that I knew she was horny from my playing with her this afternoon, one
thing I had learned, Carrie was a hot one, she loved to be touched and cuddled
for all her bad girl persona, and when I finger her she usually cums hard and
loud. Leaving her body on the brink like that was probably too much and she
reacted badly, too bad she chose riding in a car with another guy to teach me a
lesson. I couldn’t let that shit slide.
    Now I had a dilemma, I needed
to punish her, but I wanted to fuck her more, I wouldn’t use our first time as
punishment though, no way.
    While I was contemplating my next move she used my distraction to
run to the bathroom and close and lock the door.
    I shook my head, this girl will never learn as if that would stop
me. I walked to the door slowly; she was just prolonging the inevitable and
pissing me off even more in the process.
    I didn’t bother to knock, just kicked the flimsy wood of the door
in. She tried to spray my eyes with hairspray or some shit, thank God she
missed, that shit would’ve hurt.
    She started throwing shit at me and I kept ducking and deflecting,
the space wasn’t that big so it wasn’t long before I cornered her, folding her
hands behind her back.
    “Fuck off.” She squirmed and tried to kick me, I bit her jaw where
it met her cheek while rubbing my fast erecting cock against her core. Her
nipples were hard against my chest.
    Dragging
her into her room and over to her bureau I grabbed her hair brush and