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“Just shut up and take me home, beastie.” She. Said. My. Nickname.
“Don’t call me that. We aren’t friends, remember? We aren’t anything. You’re just my little whore for the night.”
“You’re going to listen to every damn order I give you tonight, Hallie.” She bites her lip and nods. I squeeze tighter. “Such a good little slut,” I whisper.
“Let’s see just how much you hate me, shall we?”
“Strip,” I command. I let her go, and she steps forward, turning to face me. I’m mesmerized by her.
“No talking. I only want to hear you scream my name or moan it. Nothing else.” Her eyes go wide, and she swallows. I twirl my finger. “I’d like a full show.” With her hands on her hips, she starts to turn. “Slower.”
step forward and rest both hands on her ass cheeks, pulling them apart. Gathering saliva in my mouth, I bend down and spit on her asshole. She yelps and tries to shuffle away.
bite down on my tongue to stop myself from groaning as she moans. Fuck. I need my dick in there. But not tonight. I want to give her what she wants, but I don’t want to completely ruin her.
“Filthy little whore for me.” “C-Conan,” she moans.
“Oh, you must really, really hate me, Hallie,” I tease, sliding along her wetness. She drips down my hand as I thrust three fingers inside. “Oh my god!” she screams. “Rules, Hallie,”
“Up,” I command. She does. Her legs wobble as she turns to face me. A beautiful flush spreads up her throat.
The air around us crackles. And we just stare into each other’s eyes, her heart pounding against my palm. “Fuck it,” I mutter, slamming my lips over hers.
“You better come so fucking hard for me, Hallie. And I ain’t stopping. I’m going to make sure you can feel me for the rest of your life.” She pants, her eyes flicking between mine and my lips.
“Do it,” she whispers and leans in for a kiss. My fingers tangle in her hair to deepen it. She moans into my mouth. “You want my dick? Hmm?”
“Yes.” “Do you hate me?” “Y-yes,” she falters.
She screams so loud it makes my ears ring. As she arches her back, it exposes her neck, so I bite down on her throat. Sucking and nipping at her skin as I don’t hold back. I let her pussy strangle my cock. Over and over. My back stings as her nails pierce the skin. “Is this what you wanted?”
I release her a touch and she gasps for air. Instead, I slam my lips against hers. My climax building by the second. I’ve missed her. So fucking much. “Give yourself to me,” I hiss.
My muscles burn as I violently come inside her, coating her, claiming her. Mine. “Good girl,” I praise her. “Fuck. The fact you’re a squirter is the hottest damn thing in the world.”
“We ain’t done, trouble.”
“I said a hate fuck. We did that,” she fires back.
“You’re done when I say you’re done. Not a second before. That back there wasn’t a hate fuck. We keep going until you prove it’s real. Until you show me that you actually hate me, trouble.”
He chuckles. “Nowhere to run, trouble.” He grabs my calves and drags me toward him until I’m flat on my back on the mattress.
His hot breath beats against my needy pussy. “Conan!” I beg. “Only good girls get eaten out. Can you be good for me?”
“I can!” I cry out. His tongue flicks my clit, and my eyes slam shut, my back arching off the bed. His palm presses down on my lower tummy. “So fucking sweet it should be a sin.”
“Come for me,” he demands. My toes curl as he sucks my clit, and I lose it. I let my climax consume me until I’m a shaking, breathless mess. My ears ring and my body sags.
jolt when he pushes two fingers inside me. “I don’t think I can.” My voice is barely a whisper. “Give me one more, Hallie. You can do it.”
“That’s it. Good girl. Give in to me.” I spread my legs wider and let him finger fuck me to oblivion. “Hmm. So much hatred here,” he mocks.
“Give me what I want, and I’ll let you breathe.” That darkness flashes across his eyes. Holy fuck. This is hot. This is hatred. I swear to God, the second he lets me go, I’m going to show him what I mean by a hate fuck.
“That’s it. Such a good girl,” he whispers in my ear. My body trembles as I come down. He doesn’t let me go. He doesn’t even remove his fingers. When I open my eyes, he’s just watching me. “You asshole,” I choke out. He sits up and slides his hand out of me with a smirk.
“I hate you!” I scream. I pound my fists against his chest as tears stream down my cheeks. “I hate you,” I say again, my voice breaking. He remains rigid. Taking it.
“Say it back, goddamn it!” I sob.
“Let it all out, baby. I can take it.”
“You did this to me!” “I know. And I’m so fucking sorry.”
“Why can’t I let you go?” I whisper.
“Because what we had was special. It was real,” he sighs. “And you fucked it all up.” “I’m sorry.” This is too raw. Too close.
“Hold me down and fuck me from behind. With my hands behind my back. Tell me what a slut I am for you.”
“I’m not here to talk. Or listen to your apologies. I’m here to be thoroughly fucked. And if you can’t stick to your end of the deal, I’ll go back to the club and find someone else to finish the job.”
“You want to be fucked like an animal? Hmm? Ass in the air while I ruin you?” I let out a ragged breath. “Yes.” “You want to be used and at my mercy?” I nod. “Words,” he presses. “Yes, Conan. You want me? That’s how you get me.”
“Fuck,” he hisses. When his lips crash into mine, I melt into the kiss. Just like that first time. The world fades away.
“Hands.” I lean down, resting my cheek against the mat, and put my hands behind my back. My shoulders burn. He grips my wrists in one hand. Without warning, he thrusts inside me. My face smashes into the floor.
“So tight, Hallie.” “Such a good little slut.” Smack. “I’m going to fill you up with my cum, Hallie. Is that what you want? To be my dirty whore, dripping with me?” “Yes!” “Good,” he growls.
“You don’t have to be nice to me,” I whisper. “Shh. I got you. I’ve given you what you wanted. Now let me look after you properly. Please.” I’m exhausted. And I don’t want him to let go.
“Ugh. That’s so nice,” I moan. “Hallie,” he warns. His cock twitches against me, and my eyes go wide.
I push up onto my toes, wrap my arms around his neck, and kiss him. Not full of hate. Not full of pain. But passion. Just like we had.
“Can we change the rules, darlin’?” I cup her face. “To what?” she whispers. “Let me worship you now. Let me show you the other side to me. Let me take care of you.”
I’ve got the rest of the night to try to show her how much I care. How much I fucking need her more than I need air to breathe. This is the real us. And I will worship every inch of her until she realizes just how much she means to me. Until she knows how sorry I am for ever hurting her. That Conan is gone. I need to prove to her the man I can be.
“Turn around and look me in the face and tell me that, trouble. Tell me how much you hate me. Because last night, you couldn’t get enough of me. So say it again, and I’ll believe you. I’ll leave you alone.”
“We can’t do this again.” “This?” She gestures between us. “We can’t sleep together. It’s best if we just leave each other alone. Okay?” She stumbles over her words. “That isn’t what I asked you to say.”
“It doesn’t even sound like you’re convinced by your own words. If you want me to stop, say it with your chest.”
“Say what? Why are you trying to hurt yourself?” she whispers. I grin. “I told you once I like pain. Remember? If you want me out of your life for good, you know what to do.”
