The Fighter Calls Me Munchkin?!?!
"You made me lose the fight Munchkin" the dark mysterious hot guy whispered huskily in my ear. I couldn't breath he was breath taking. His bare chest was pressed up against mine and my back was against the wall. "I'm s-sorry" I stuttered and he chuckled at my oh so amazing composure. God I thought Brent was cute but this guy was handsome and sexy as hell. "You owe me munchkin" he said into my ear. "What do you want?" I asked scared of his answer. "You owe me a date cutie" he said before continuing on. "I'll pick you up tomorrow night round 6 P.M. " he said. I gasped when he reached his hand into my back pocket and kept it there but reached his other hand into my left back pocket and pulled out my cell phone and type his number into it and then slipped it back into my pocket. Although one hand remained in my back pocket. He pulled out his own phone and handed it to me. My hands were shaking as I tried to focus but his lips were on my neck. I moaned slightly and then decided if he was gonna play dirty so would I. I'm not a slut I'm actually super shy so for me to be so confident well I didn't know where it came from. I slipped his phone into his back pocket and let my hand trail up his chest and stood on my tip toes and took his earlobe into my mouth and sucked gently causing him to groan. "Drive me home?" I whispered and nipped at his ear causing him to groan but nod eagerly.…