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“Yeah? You still loved fucking my pussy,” she says, her tone suddenly shifting from vindictive and angry to breathy and provocative.
I can feel myself responding to her shift in energy, and I don’t want to be. I’m not going to give in to her immature game, no matter how horny she makes me with her scathing words.
“Doesn’t matter,” I reply with a cold laugh. “I love fuckinganypussy. That’s the problem with you women. You all think that your body is somehow leagues above everyone else’s even though you’re just another warm hole to me.”
She doesn’t respond at first. Instead, she approaches me, running her hand down my chest and sending chills down my spine. “Maybe it’s because we know that no matter how good or bad our pussy is, you’ll come back for it. No matter how much you hate us, you always come back because you’re a slave to our bodies and you hate yourself for it,” she purrs.
Despite my best efforts, my cock starts to throb in my pants at her touch. The way she glides her hand over my shirt makes me want to pick her up and fuck her against the wall.
“Yeah, maybe that’s all you’re good for. That’s why you need to strip for attention,” I say, my face inches from hers now.
“And here you are, trying not to fuck my brains out while I antagonize you. You’re just as pathetic as me,” she says, smiling slightly.
Seeing her smile at me like that while I’m so fucking angry at her for betraying me has me nearly seeing red. “What are you going to do about it?” I ask, feeling the energy in the air shift again as I become even more aroused by her.
She runs her hand down my body a second time, this time stroking my dick through my pants and grabbing me by the back of the neck. She pulls me towards her, kissing me hard on the mouth and biting my lower lip.
Her voice is deep and rich like velvet. “I’m going to do whatever I want. Because you’ll let me.”
She rubs my cock harder, feeling it pulse in her hand as my heart rate quickens. I want her so fucking bad even though I hate her right now. I have so much contempt and anger, yet here I am, allowing her to stroke me like this as though I’m defenseless. I want her, and I hate her.
“Why don’t you cum in my mouth like you did the first time?” she says as she gets down on her knees. “I love the taste.”
I pick her up from the floor before I lose control. “I’m not as fucking easy as you,” I lie.
She kisses me again, this time biting even harder and pulling my hair slightly.
I’m at war with myself now. I’m angry with her, and I want her to know it. Yet here she is, breaking down every wall I have against her with nothing but a bite to my lips.
I fight it for a moment, I really do. But all it takes is one moan in my ear before I completely give up the act. I can’t fight against her.
I kiss her back, biting her lower lip even harder than she bit mine. She moans in my mouth this time, sliding her tongue all the way into my mouth and wrapping it around mine. She tastes so sweet, and the cloying warmth of the wine on her lips is intoxicating on a level I’ve never known.
“Why don’t you fucking show me how mad I make you then?” she teases, glancing up at me with those same fuck-me eyes that she showed me when she auditioned.
She leans down slightly, biting my neck and sucking it just enough to hurt. This does nothing but encourage me, pressing her hard into the wall and tearing the collar of her shirt down over her shoulder so I can bite her too.
“You can do better than that. I know you can,” she growls in my ear, her voice sharp and clear as she taunts me.
I reach up her skirt and feel how wet her panties are. She must have been anticipating this the second I brought her down here. My anger has only increased her desire for me. How can I possibly win with this girl?
She wraps her arms around my neck, standing on her toes and pressing her pussy into my hand. “You feel that? That’s how I wake up every morning after I dream about you,” she says, her voice growing desperate and breathy as she grinds against my hand.
Fuck.
I know she’s tight as hell too.
Now my anger has been clouded completely by lust, and all I want to do is slam her against the wall and finger her until she’s screaming my name.
I grab her by the throat, gripping just hard enough to see her eyes grow bigger with anticipation and arousal. She whimpers as I slide her panties over, slipping two fingers into her just as I had the night before when I ate her pussy. She tasted so fucking good that I wanted to swallow her whole, but I can’t give her everything she wants all the time. She needs to learn how to be a good girl for me first.
My fingers move faster inside of her, and her knees begin to wobble. She almost falls down.
“Pick yourself up, you weak slut,” I whisper to her.
Her eyes roll back as I go deeper. “If this is how you react when I finger you, I don’t think you can handle being fucked,” I taunt as she moans louder.
“Please,” is all she can say before she’s gripping my arms with force, digging her nails into my skin as she cums hard all over my fingers.
