A week ago if you told me I would be running from one of the most crazed criminals in New Jersey, I would have laughed.
Now if you would have told me he claimed to own me, I would have slapped you.
No, but here I am, running from the criminal that had been coming by my tattoo shop for months.
Frank Iero
Yes, he was handsome. Yes, I want him, but not like this.
I turn the corner onto main, my converse sliding across the pavement with no regret.
"Please! I just want to talk to my baby"
I turn to see him on the ground, the most wanted man in this side of New Kersey had given up.
I felt guilty.
Rolling my eyes, I trudge back over to the black haired boy.
"Hey...don't cry"
I pull my sleeve up to wipe the salty tears streaming down his pale skin.
"I..just want you to be mine. You're the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on...I need you"
I knew he would never stop with this.
Sighing, I hug him and kiss his head lightly.
"Fine. Lets go to your place"
His little body shot up encasing me bridal style.
"Ha ha" I giggle
"Your laugh is amazing" he kisses my nose lightly causing me to blush.
At his house●
"Here we are, baby"
I smirked.
He kissed my smooth lips and slipped is tongue in, beginning already.
He rubbed his tattooed hands against my core, dipping a finnger into me.
"Ah..." I moaned.
I flipped him over and rocked my hips on his member.
He twitched and pulled down my skinny jeans, not being able to withstand the wait.
"So beautiful,"
He rubbed my thighs.
I slipped down his jeans, pulling over his black Iron Maiden shirt.
In only our underwear, he kissed down my stomach.
Frank pulled down my lace panties and licked my clit.
"Frankie.."
He slipped down his boxers and pumped him member with his hand.
After I minute of pure making out, he entered me.
Frank pressed back and forth.
I flipped us over for second time.
I rode him into the mattress.
"Yes..fuck!" he released inside of me as a cummed with him.
"Got my girly" I giggled when he kissed my temple.
Well now I have him..
Well that was....okay then...
