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“Do you like it when my tongue is inside this filthy cunt of yours?” he asks, as a whine slips out of me.
“Less talking and more sucking, asshole! My pussy isn’t going to suck itself! Plus, I’m letting you stick your disease-ridden dick inside me. So, I’d say we’re even.” I grunt. He grips my legs tighter in his hands and bites my clit, making me scream out as I come on his face. He greedily licks up all my juices as he lets out a groan of his own.
He raises up and thrusts inside me again with punishing strokes. He grabs my hair and pulls my head back, exposing my neck to him. He leans down, placing his lips against my pulse before he brings his mouth to my skin and sucks.
“Ahhh,” I let out a groan. The feeling is so intense, and I know he’s leaving his mark. I have no idea why when I’m sure as soon as we get home, we’ll go back to being enemies and he’ll be the same asshole hell-bent on tormenting me.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asks as he lifts his head to my ear and my body shakes at the slight contact. I needed this to forget. I didn’t want the last time we fucked to be the last memory of us. Because if I think about that, I’d keep thinking about what I did afterward and I want to forget I ever did that shit in the first place.
“Shut the fuck up and fuck me harder. I don’t want to hear your stupid voice,” I growl out at him, and he obliges. He grabs my hips with both of his hands and pounds his cock into me harder and faster than before. It’s so hard and fast you can hear the loud slapping sounds and our heavy breathing in this small bathroom.
I missed having his cock, and I don’t care if anyone says I’m a slut for it because I am. He stops and lifts me up before walking out of the bathroom and into the room before laying me on the bed, with him on top of me. He doesn’t move for a while and just keeps looking at me which is making me uneasy.
He pulls out of me and pulls me up so that I’m standing now. He lies on his back, and I just stand there looking at him. His cock is sticking up in the air, hard as a rock and covered in my pussy juices.
“Are you waiting for an invitation? Come ride my damn cock, slut,” he says, and I growl at him. Fucking asshole.
I climb onto the bed and straddle his hips before grabbing his cock and lining it up with my soaked pussy. I slowly lower myself down onto his cock, but he doesn’t want that. He grabs onto my hips and slams me down onto his cock, hard.
I let out a scream I’m pretty sure everyone on the plane heard but I can’t bring myself to care at this moment.
I move my hips and ride his cock, placing my hands on his chest while I’m still riding him. I give him a smirk that has his brow furrowed for a second and then I drag my nails across his chest, hard.
He lets out a groan as his chest stings. I can see little droplets of blood appearing from the marks I just left on his skin.
“Try explaining that to your slut when you get back,” I say, smirking at him. I should have known better. Mason never likes to lose and always needs to win or get even.
He grabs me by the throat and pulls me down until my lips are an inch away from his. He doesn’t kiss me though, and I realize we haven’t kissed since we started fucking each other.
It’s for the best, I guess. Fewer complications because this is just fucking and nothing more. After all the shit we’ve done to each other, I don’t think there’s a chance for us anymore. We’ve ruined each other beyond repair.
I let out a squeal and then a moan as I feel his lips on my neck, in a different spot, and then he sucks the flesh there. Instantly, I’m coming on his cock. He moves his head down to my breasts and leaves two more hickeys on each one.
He flips us over again, gently, so that I’m on my back. He thrusts into me faster and harder, and my hands go around his back. I drag my nails down there too which causes him to let out a groan and in a second, he’s spilling his cum inside me.
It feels so fucking good though I’m not about to tell him that. He pulls out and collapses next to me. We’re both breathing hard, waiting to catch our breaths.
“At least your pussy still feels good,” he says, and I want to smack him. What a way to ruin the moment.
“Asshole,” I mutter loudly enough for him to hear. And just like that, everything that’s happened in the last few days comes rushing back and I’m no longer in the blissful fucked-out-of-my-mind mood I was just in.
With a sigh, I stand up on shaky legs and instantly feel his cum running down my thighs. I walk into the bathroom and when I take out the first aid kit to get the stuff to change my bandage, I notice him standing in the doorway.
“I’ll do it,” he says, walking closer.
“Why?” I question.
“I’m not doing it for you. Grayson will kill me if I don’t help you,” he says, shrugging.
“Great. It’s always so nice to hear how much you care,” I snap sarcastically.
I watch him as he cleans the area and then reapplies a new bandage on my stomach. The sight causes me to get choked up. Fucking emotions are always getting in the way. He looks up from what he’s doing when he hears my sniffles and this time, I don’t shy away from being vulnerable in front of him.
“Did it feel as good as you thought it would?” I questioned.
“What?”
“Watching me break to the point of trying to kill myself,” I whisper out in a pain-filled voice.
