Malia
“Lia please hurry up,” Ty whined as he leaned against the door already ready to go even though we’d only gotten to my house a few minutes ago. He ran his hands through his hair messing up the gel from earlier. I hurried to grab a pair of leggings and dug threw my dresser door to find a t-shirt.
“Screw the shirt, you look better in mine,” Ty’s body was suddenly pressing against my back and I felt the hardness in his pants pressing against me. He was definitely eager to get me back to his house.
“Could I borrow a sweater?” I asked turning to look at him, but Ty didn’t answer as I was suddenly lifted off the ground and over Ty’s shoulder. “Ty!” I yelled out slapping his back as he walked out of the house and back towards the car. I couldn’t help but admire my view though as I watch
