Not With Your Options

It's not easy denying Hailey, but you manage to slip your arm between your necks and pry her mouth away. She extends her lips and then her tongue to keep the kiss going for a few moments more, but once she's off, her face flashes from shock to anger as her hands leave your back in search of your face.

Make out with me!

Rather than a slap, Hailey's hand grabs the back of your head and tries to pull you in. You're ready, and keep your arms up between you and your ex. She pulls at your hair and claws at your arms, but nothing gets her closer too your lips.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, Hailey?" Your genuine annoyance covers my involvement in her compulsion.

"Oh, don't act like you don't want it." Hailey's managed to recover enough to act less aggressive. She slides her breasts against your raised arms and runs her fingers through your hair.

"I don't! You aren't my girlfriend anymore, so you can't expect to just suck face whenever you want."

Her face flashes disgust before she sighs and backs up with her arms crossed over her chest, lifting her breasts nicely, "Fine."

Huh, She gave up pretty easy.

"If that's what it takes, I'll be your girlfriend."