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My chest heaves up and down the longer I think about her. How good it felt to have her tight little body grinding against my cock. The sensual way her hips rocked back and forth. She looked so fucking gorgeous with her hair hanging down over her shoulders, lightly brushing across my chest as she leaned forward.
The lust deep in her eyes was unmistakable. She wants me, but I think she’d prefer to hate-fuck me more than anything.
There’d never be tenderness and romance between us.
Just hot dirty fucking.
Goddamnit.
She’s so deep in my head, taking up more unwanted space than I’d like.
Stalking over to my bed, I sink into the black silk sheets that cover it. The same type of sheets covering the bed I stormed out of, leaving her panting in frustration.
She might get under my skin, but it’s a fucking fantastic feeling, knowing I can do the same to her. Force her to lose control too.
When I’m around her, I’m like a chaotic storm. My mind becomes distorted, trapping me into a pit of darkness. One that begs for her attention, one that wants to pull her down with me until we are both trapped in the madness that we desire.
Pull it together, Ace.
My dick is begging to be released, but I refuse to give her the satisfaction of being the face I see when I get off.
Again.
I lock my hands together behind my head trying to think of anything that will take my mind off the painful aching of my cock. Anything that will get her out of my head.
I try to think of the next kill, the club, what I’m going to have for breakfast—fucking anything.
But the only thing I keep coming back to is that demon spawn of a blonde right across the hall.
Fuck it. This shit isn’t working.
I need to relieve the misery I’m suffering because of her.
Pushing my pajama pants down my hips, I free my cock as it slaps against my stomach. Pre-cum leaks from the tip landing on my skin. I grasp the base, instantly sighing with relief.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I try to avoid thinking about her, but it’s inevitable. My hand glides up, as I circle my thumb around my tip. Every nerve in my cock lights up from the touch, wishing it was her tight pussy wrapped around it instead.
I can’t help the rush of jealousy that fuels me when I think about Blais fucking her, getting to feel her walls pulsing around him.
I wish her body was bouncing around, slamming down on my cock. When her hips were grinding on me through our clothes earlier, all I could imagine was my dick buried deep in her pussy as she rode me just like that.
I imagine all the ways I could pound into her body from so many different angles. How I want to fuck her on every counter, in every room, and inch of this house.
My pace quickens, aching for my release, pretending she’s choking on my length instead of it being my hand. Warmth starts to spread through my body the closer I get to coming. Her piercing blue eyes peer back at me with the mischievous grin she likes to give me or the way she nibbles on her bottom lip making me want to pull it into my mouth and bite it instead.
What I would give to leave bite marks all over her perfect porcelain skin, sucking those perky tits into my mouth. I’d yank her hair back forcefully as I rammed into that pussy from behind. All my thoughts about the temptress brings me to the edge.
Hearing her sassy voice ringing through my ear, I can’t help but moan. It’s so raspy, but the shit she says makes me want to shut her the fuck up, but it also makes me hard knowing she has the nerve to try to defy me.
“Fuck. That mouth of yours is going to get you into so much trouble, temptress.” My voice comes out as a rough groan. I’m panting from how hard I’m squeezing my cock working it to the thought of her. Her stupid ass Acehole nickname pissed me off so much. If anyone else made it, I probably would’ve laughed. All of the things she says no matter how simple, make me want to throttle her.
She’s everything I hate. Everything I love to hate. They do say hate and love are a fine line and I know I don’t love her, but the intense emotions I have toward her are becoming a fixation.
Something that I crave, something I desire.
Am I turning into Blais?
Fuck this. This will be the last time I use the image of her to get off. The last time I give her more unwanted attention. She needs to be removed from our lives and my brain.
