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But you don’t see what this love is doing to me.
I crash and crumble,
It’s fucking backlash.
But you don’t see this love is killing me.”
I sing the lyrics over and over in my head, playing my guitar. I love and hate the words. I’m working from home today, precisely what I need, to be away from the studio and the expectation to be okay. I am not okay. None of this is okay. I am so angry at that fucker Denton.
The doorbell rings, and I walk over to open the door, not caring that I’m in just a robe.
“Denton?” I cross my arms in front of me. “What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to you.” He says.
“You could have called.”
“I want to talk to you in person.” He dares to have that cocky look on his face.
“Well, I’m busy.” I try to shut the door, and he just holds it open with his hand, then proceeds to walk into my apartment like he was invited.
“What the fuck do you want? To fuck me, Denton, to use my body?”
“Better watch that mouth, or I just might.”
“Fuck you.” I lurch toward him, and his hands tighten around me. “I fucking hate you.” I hiss.
“Fuck, you piss me off when you act like a bitch!” Denton shouts.
“I am the bitch? You look at me like you hate me, then you hate fuck me, and now you’re here for what exactly?”
In a couple of minutes, he’s ripped off my robe and has me bent over my kitchen island, my bare breasts and stomach ache when they touch the cold granite surface. He holds both my hands behind me. He shoves into me with a primal growl. I don’t even hear him unzip his pants.
“You bastard!” I yelp as I try to move back and away from him. That only makes him sink deeper into me.
“You think you can just take what you want? Use me as a fuck toy?” But fuck do I need this. I need him to fuck away all the frustration I feel. All the hate I feel at myself, at him.
“Just let the fuck go. I’m in control here, Brianna.” He growls. “And, you are my fuck toy. You’re anything I need you to be.”
My body rocks forward as he continues a punishing rhythm. “You like to be fucked like this. You want my dick stretching that sweet, tight pussy.” His teeth sink into my shoulder, and I cry out, making him thrust even harder.
“You can’t even fuck me good enough,” I hiss, even as I moan wantonly.
“You hate how much you want me, how much you have always wanted me. You hate that you let me fuck you whenever I want,” Denton retorts as he continues to plunge into me. He reaches around and rubs my clit then sticks his finger in my mouth.
“Taste that, kitten, taste how sweet you are,” He laughs as he continues to plow inside me like a savage beast. After a few more thrusts, an orgasm rockets through me. It is so painfully good that I start to tear up. I can’t breathe at the weight of him. His hands grip my waist, and I know he’ll mark me. He pounds me harder, and then I feel him swell inside me.
“Oh fuck, Brianna, oh fuck.” He shouts as he finds his release. He laughs and pulls out. I spin around and punch him in the face so hard it makes my wrist hurt.
“Fuck, what was that for?” He rubs his cheek, then pulls his pants up.
“You can’t do that. You just fucking can’t.” I shove at him. He grips my hands, then kisses me hard on my lips.
“I can do whatever I want.” He picks me up like I weigh nothing and carries me through my apartment as I pound my fists on his back.
“You’re making me hard, Bre. The more you fight, the better we fuck.” He flings me down on my bed then disappears into my bathroom. I hear the water running. He comes back with a cloth and cleans me up so gently I want to fucking cry.
He walks into the bathroom, and I slip on some underwear and a slip dress. I can’t be with him in this room with a bed.
