Samantha

My dress was a knee-height blue dress. Mom made me wear it. I made my hair into a bun. I put on my high heels. I could hear the door bell. I went to the curtains of my window to close them. To see him standing there shitless. God! He is damn hot! He looked up at me. He smiled with a wave. I waved back.
"Come on, Samantha!" I heard mom shouting from downstairs. I closed the curtains fast and went downstairs.

They were siting in our living room. This family that I hate the most. Miss Collins is sitting in her floral dress next to her husband who is wearing a blue fancy suit. There children are sitting next to them. They got Mark who is wearing a white shirt with a black jeans. And Bella there 10 years old girl. She has black hair like her brother which is tied into two pigtails. Her pink dress was amazing.

We all sat to the table. Mark was sitting opposite to me. He kept winking ever time I looked at him. Well, it was one of the worst nights ever. Dad never allowed the Collins family into our house. He hated them....so much.
"So, How is your work going on, Miss Sellers?" Mr Collins said while putting the fork into his mouth.
"It is been doing great! I will soon open my own company." Mom said smiling. Miss Collins was helping Bella with eating the steak. Caleb was sitting next to mom. I wish this would end.

After dinner, Caleb took Mark to his room. Miss Collins is sitting with mom and her husband in the living room. I went up to my room. I let my hair lose and got my heels off. I was sitting on my bed when he suddenly entered without knocking. His first shirt buttons are untied. His black hair is messy. His sleeves are rolled up.
"Hey!" He said entering and closing the door behind him. I felt some fear and tense with him in a closed room alone. Mark always found me a hard target. I mean all the other girls would beg him for a kiss. But, I never wanted to even look at him.

"How are you doing, Sam?" He asked walking into my direction. What is that Jerk is planning to do?
"Okay." I said trying to remain calm.
"Why were you so pissed off today?! I wasn't going to eat you!" He said as he was already facing me. Our faces were so close. We shared the same breath.
"Even though I would love to!" He said looking at me. His hands were on my arms. I felt a really weird tense. His hand went up to my neck. He pulled a strand of my hair and put it behind my ear. He got closer. I just froze in my place. I couldn't even talk. His lips were attached to my neck. He started kissing my neck without stopping. I put my hands on his hair. My fingers were in his black hair. A moan came out of my mouth. He went to the other side with his lips. His hand squeezing my waist.
"Mark! Come on we are leaving!" We both heard his mother. I pushed him away.
"Stay the fuck away from me!" I said fixing my dress.
"You let me do it. So, don't bother playing the good girl part. You want me like I do want you." He said letting his hand through his hair. Maybe he is right, I didn't stop him. He could have fucked me and I would let him do it.
"Anyways , you know where to find me." He said while he was at the door way. Fuck! What have you done , Sam?!