“I hate you,” I said against her hand. “And you are going to remember that out there,” she growled. “You will sneer at me, call me names, tell me you hate me. Do you understand?” “Fuck,” I groaned against her hand and threw my head back as I felt my orgasm cresting. “Say it,” she commanded. “Say you understand.” “Fuck, fuck, I understand,” I groaned against her hand. “Please, please, Ke—”
