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She struggled at first, but by the time she was pressed against the wall, she was clawing at the shirt he was wearing, ripping it open. Buttons flew everywhere. She pushed back against him and they stumbled in the other direction. He made contact with the bed and fell on it. Before he could get his bearings, she was straddling him, kissing him, her hands everywhere, slipping his shirt off his shoulders and then running up the undershirt he was wearing. Her nails scratched so hard, he wouldn't be surprised to find blood later.
Weren't we just screaming at each other? She's fucking crazy, and she's finally made me crazy, too.
“Paige,” he managed to get in a word, squeezing her hips.
“Shut up,” she replied, licking the line of his jaw.
“Stop. We shouldn’t do this,” he said, trying to push her off. She locked her knees on either side of his legs.
“I think we need this,” she replied, pulling her own shirt off.
“You just called me an asshole!” he exclaimed.
“You’re being one,” was her reply as she went for the button on his jeans. He shoved her hands away.
“Just fucking stop, Paige,” he ordered, and she cackled.
“Parker, I can feel how much you want this,” she said in a low voice, settling her weight on his hard-on. His body had a mind of it's own where she was concerned, and it was taking every ounce of his restraint not to nail her to the bed and fuck her until she admitted she was wrong.
The thought made him laugh out loud.
“Maybe I was wrong before, maybe this is all you thinkyou’regood for,” he said.
“Shut up!” she yelled, shoving him hard in the chest. He gripped back onto her hips.
“Ooohhh, I know how you like it rough, Paige, show me what you can really do,” he taunted.
She punched him in the chest. “Fuck you."
“You hit like a girl.”
She slapped him across the face as hard as she could, causing his head to snap to the side. He hadn't expected that, and something came unhinged in his mind. He chuckled as he turned his head back to her, his bottom lip was bleeding.
“Now we’re getting somewhere.”
He yanked her around and slammed her onto the mattress.
She laughed. “Now look who’s 'showing what he can do'.”
“Just shut your fucking mouth.”
He made short work of removing the rest of her clothing. He ripped off his t-shirt and kicked off his pants. There was nothing sweet about what happened between them. There was a lot of teeth and even more scratching. She broke skin on his back and he really could feel blood trickling down his skin.
When he leaned back on his heels and gripped her thighs, he was sure he was leaving bruises – not to mention hitting depths inside her that he never had before. Her screaming would have alarmed him if he hadn't been so caught up in the moment. But then her screams grew even lounder as her first orgasm ripped through both of them, causing even him to shout.
They rolled around, both of them fighting for control. He pinned her to the mattress, they rolled, then she sat on his lap and clamped her legs around his waist. She moved her hips in a way that made his eyes roll completely back in his head. One thing was for certain, sex with Paige was never boring.
As if to emphasize that thought, they rolled completely off the bed at one point, but that didn’t stop them. He sat up against the wall and she simply climbed on top of him. He rolled them backwards, and was positive he was giving them both rug burns in very awkward places.
He finally climbed to his feet, with her wrapped around him, her teeth biting into his shoulder. He growled, laying them on the bed and then propping himself up over her while she writhed beneath him. He had learned to read her body very well, and she was very close to the edge again. He raked his fingers up over her chest, then circled them around her throat briefly before working them into her hair, pulling at her roots. She moaned and he leaned down against her, his hips moving faster as he pressed his lips to her ear.
"You're going to miss this so fucking much when I'm gone."
She let out another scream, all of her muscles clamping down on him. He let out a curse and then was coming as hard as her. When they finally could move again, Parker shifted off her, collapsing on top of the bed. Paige stayed on her back next to him, her head hanging off the edge of the mattress. They were both breathing hard and both were completely soaked in sweat. He felt light headed.
He felt vaguely sick to his stomach.
She turned her head to him and smiled, and his stomach rolled some more. She lifted a limp arm and laid her hand on his bare back. He shuddered and slid out from under it, crawling off the bed. She pressed the same hand to her chest.
