She bites my lip again and my hands fly to her breasts. I knead them roughly through her shirt, pinching her nipples and making her hiss.
“I’m sorry,” I say again, earning myself another bite.
I groan into our kiss as her nails scrape down my chest, snagging on the flesh.
“Stop talking,” Tate cries, yanking down my zipper.
She shoves at my pants and pushes her hand into them, pulling my weeping dick out and squeezing it hard.
“Fuck.” Blood rushes painfully to my groin, making me even harder.
She jerks me, and I curse, my cock leaking in a nonstop stream all over her hand.
“Damn it, Tate. I’m sorry,” I groan as she discards my cock against my lower abs and pulls harshly on my balls, digging her nails in.
“Don’t talk to me,” she snaps, shoving her tongue inside my mouth again.
It’s not goodbye sex.
It’s ‘I hate you for what you’ve done’ sex.
But she needs this.
And I need her to have whatever she needs.
If that means scratching me and hurting me, I’ll take it all. I’ll take whatever she gives me if it makes this any easier for her.
“I’m sorry,Baby,” I breathe, knowing it’ll push her over the edge.
She screams into our kiss, and I seize my opportunity, lifting her in my arms and tossing her on the floor beneath me.
Hips bucking against me, she wraps her legs around my waist and digs her heels into my ass, drawing me closer to her.
I hold her eyes, rip her panties to the side, and spear her with two fingers.
“This what you need?” I grunt, watching her eyelashes flutter in undisguised pleasure.
“Fuck you!”
“I want you to, Baby. You’re so damn good at it.”
I swirl my fingers deeper, hitting the spot that makes her tremble. But it’s not enough to push her over the edge. I sit back on my heels and look at her, giving her one last opportunity to leave.
She stays as she is. Legs parted, pussy glistening, and eyes narrowed into hateful slits.
“Get on with it, Sullivan,” she snarls.
“You sure this is what you want?”
“Yes, Just fucking do it already.” She forces her lips together, holding back a sob.
My cock leaks as I lift her leg onto my shoulder and kiss her ankle, sliding my tongue up her calf to her knee as I take her other leg and place it on my other shoulder.
I fold her in half and let out a guttural groan as I thrust inside her.
“How fitting. Just like the first time,” she snipes as my face hovers over hers. “You told me to forget it had ever happened after that. Well, guess what?” She stares into my eyes. “This time, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
I suck in a rough breath. “You want to forget me?” I flex my cock inside her, making her whimper.
