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Six months ago – Rockport

Erin

“You’re a prick,”

I spit out.

“Shut up,”

he says as he roughly forces my mouth to his. His fingers tangle in my hair, a mass of knots and sweat.

Shoving his leg between mine, I grind against him and he smiles.

“Fucking desperate much?”

he jokes, and I pull away from him, putting some distance between us. He’s disgusting, a total bastard. What am I doing?

“You’re about to fuck me,”

he says with a smug grin on his face.

“Shit, did I just say that out loud?”

“No, but that look in your eyes did.”

Ugh, the fact that he can read my expression should have me running for the hills, but my body feels like it has turned to liquid. I stand silent for too long and he steps closer, his hand connecting with my hip and the warmth of it burning into my overly sensitive skin. I should push his hand away, walk out of the room, smack him across the face, but my damn body has different plans.

My nipples harden into painful peaks longing to be sucked into his beautiful, filthy mouth. At just the thought, a thrill shoots through my body and straight to my center. My already drenched pussy clenches in response as Ryan slides his hand up my thigh, dipping his fingers into the side of my panties. My head falls back as my eyes close, longing for him to make me come.

“Fuck,”

he groans as he slips two fingers inside me.

“You like that?”

I ask, my tone condescending.

His breathing intensifies, but his face remains impassive and he says nothing. He presses his thumb to my clit as his fingers begin fucking me, hard and fast, and again my stupid body betrays me, moaning and grinding against his hand in sheer desperation.

“Answer me,”

I demand, more out of distraction than anything. I can’t find him attractive; this is what gets me into trouble every time. Hot guy, amazing in the sack, but a complete fucking dick. I have to pull it together.

“Turn around,”

he growls.

“No.”

“Fuck, can’t you just do as you’re told?”

I hear the frustration in his voice and it makes me laugh. At least I’m not the only one who’s feeling this way. I despise him with everything in me, but oh my god, if this isn’t incredibly hot.

Ryan yanks his fingers from my pussy and shoves them into my mouth. I suck hard on them and his eyes widen. From the look on his face, I imagine he’s thinking about what it would be like to have my mouth on his cock. Sucking him off until he comes, hot and wet, in my mouth.

“Stop being so bossy or I’m not going to suck you off,”

I retort back just as domineering. The desire in his eyes turns to shock and I wink at him. My eyes never leaving his, I wet my lips and rub my hand over the hard bulge in his pants.

“Get on your knees,” he says.

“Say please,”

I respond, running my tongue across my bottom lip as he growls out loud. Grabbing my arm, he turns me around, forcing me up against the wall. His body is pressed against my back and his hands are locked down on my wrists.

“Not a chance in hell I’m giving you that,”

he says as he backs away. Lifting my skirt, his hand connects with my ass and I gasp out loud. Why is this such a turn on? What is wrong with me?

I don’t have time to think because in that second he rips my panties and slaps my ass again, warmth spreading between my legs.

“Then give us what we both want,”

I say completely composed. Even I’m surprised at my impressive false bravado, because inside, my body is a hot mess. I don’t know how much longer I can keep up this charade so I snap.

“Shut up and fuck me.”

The next thing I know, Ryan is ramming his cock straight into my aching pussy and I’m coming hard and fast.

“Tell me how much you love my cock,”

he hisses as he grips my hair, pulling my head back, his teeth and lips grazing my neck, causing goose bumps to rise up on my skin.

“Fuck you,”

I say and he bites down on my shoulder and my pussy clenches around him, sending him into an orgasm that makes him call out my name.

Satisfied by my name on his lips and the incredible orgasm this man has just given me, I slip out from under his arms. Adjusting my skirt back into place, I walk to the door.

Ryan follows me; he grabs my wrist, turning me toward him and his mouth connects with mine in a kiss that is far too soft and sweet. Something about it seems almost caring and it makes me gasp. I nearly lose it, but I pull it together quickly.

I run my lips along his neck until I reach his ear, whispering.

“Thanks for that. It was amazing, but I hope I don’t get pregnant. You just came inside me.”

I walk out of the room leaving Ryan stunned and speechless.