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We both knew how much I didn’t like to be called a liar, so I kept my mouth shut, wishing like hell his words hadn’t turned me on further. He’d probably been going for just that, the prick.
“Just shut up and fuck me already,” I snapped at him as I braced my hands on the cement outside the pool, more than ready for him. I’d had more than enough of him talking, and I was starting to feel more needy and empty the longer he teased me by rubbing his hard cock through my wet folds, bumping his piercing against my clit.
Quinton chuckled darkly. “Someone is greedy and has definitely changed her tune. You’re going to have to ask me nicely, though, if you want me to put my dick inside this sweet pussy. Come on, say please.”
I really was going to kill him if he kept this shit up.
Pleasemy ass.
I kept one hand pressed flat against the cement as I slid the other one slowly down the front of my body, stopping when I reached the hem of my tank top and whipping it up and off. I chucked it to the side without a care as to where it landed and went back to trailing my fingers down the front of my body. If he wasn’t going to give me what I wanted, then I was just going to have to take it for myself, and we’d see what he had to say about that. I slipped my fingers between my legs and pushed his cock out of the way.
He growled and nipped at my neck as I circled my clit with my fingers. I thrust my ass back onto his cock, grinding onto him as I played with my clit.
I moaned loudly, obscenely, for being outside, and picked up my pace. My legs started to shake as my orgasm started to wash through me. My pussy clenched down on nothing, and a strangled cry left my lips as I shuddered out my release.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “You give off the most delicious heat every time you come. I didn’t think my dick could get any harder, but once again you’ve proven me wrong with that cunt of yours.”
He roughly pushed my hand away and nudged my entrance with his cock. He slammed inside in one thrust, and my mouth dropped open in a wordless, silent scream.
Yes.
Finally.
He set a brutal pace, fucking me like it was the last time he thought he’d get the chance to stick his dick in me. My palms scraped against the cement as I tried to hold myself in place so I didn’t get slammed into the hard side of the pool.
“Please, Quinton,” I implored, wanting more, wanting everything he had to give me. I wanted him to consume me and swallow me whole until I didn’t know where I ended and he began.
I wanted to get lost in all things Quinton Alexander.
His hand slid up the center of my back, up the back of my neck, and around to the front of my throat. He palmed my neck, his fingers gently digging in. It was not enough to hurt but enough for me to know who owned my body in that moment. Then again, he owned a whole lot more than just my body and always would.
He pulled back on my throat, and I tilted my head to the side, looking over my shoulder at him. He leaned over me and pressed his forehead against mine sweetly. Our breaths mingled together, and I closed my eyes. He was too close for me to properly see him anyways.
“I need you to come for me, baby. Strangle my dick with your hot cunt. I’m not going to be able to come until you do, and I don’t feel like waiting much longer. I still want to eat you out, and then I’m going to take this pussy again in the shower. Don’t even tell me you don’t want all of that.”
He was so goddamn bossy, and I couldn’t help but love it.
He tilted his hips and his cock hit me in that perfect spot, rubbing against my G-spot. I whimpered, and he pressed his lips to mine, stealing the noise from my mouth in a searing kiss.
My pussy clamped down on him, squeezing his cock as I came apart, my orgasm rushing through me. My entire body shook with the force of it.
Quinton gripped my throat tighter as his hips stuttered and he lost his rhythm before they pressed up tight to my ass and stayed there. He groaned into my mouth as he kissed me deeply. His cock jerked inside me as he came in spurts.
Both of our chests heaved as he continued to kiss me. The kiss slowly turned from hungry to sweet before he ended it and our mouths broke apart.
Was that what he considered a hate fuck? It didn’t seem violent enough to be considered one to me. In fact, there was no violence at all, just a rough pounding from behind.
I did feel better about everything though, so I guessed he’d been right about that.
Quinton ran his nose up along my jaw and across my cheek before he kissed my nose sweetly. “I’m sorry if I fucked everything up, baby. I love you more than anything else in this whole world, and I fucking hate that I did that to you. I’ll make it up to you and make it right, I promise.”
I reached up and pressed my hand over his on my throat, and he held it there as I thought about everything that had been going on in our lives, and not just what had gone down between the two of us in the last two days.
Did I really think he had to make things up to me in order to make things right? I wasn’t so sure, but I almost wanted to say no he didn’t need to. My anger could burn hot and fast, and it could burn out just as quickly. I was no longer angry about what had happened the day before, and honestly, perhaps I shouldn’t have been so angry about it in the first place.
I thought I’d been more hurt and disappointed than anything else, and unfortunately it had come out as anger.
Part of me actually understood why he’d done things how he had. I could be a very difficult person at times, and he likely had no idea how I would react and probably thought his safest bet had been playing it off as no big deal.
