Page 95 of Hate Like Ours


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“Did you let any of them fuck you? Is that why they brought you here? Are you fucking drunk?” I seethe. I don’t know how the fuck she can be so fucking stupid by hanging around drug dealers while drunk!

“So what if I did and what if I was?” she sasses. All I want to do is strangle her ass. When the hell did I become this possessive asshole for her? It seems like I just woke up and flipped a switch.

This morning I hated her and now I want to strangle her. The thought of her fucking someone else is about to make me go mental. She has the fucking nerve to giggle like this shit is funny.

“Do you think this is fucking funny?” I growl in her face.

“What do you want me to tell you? That I had a four—no, wait fivesome with the guys and that girl? Huh, is that what you want to know? That I was out being the whore you keep calling me?” she snaps at me.

“For your sake, none of what you just said better be true!” I growl in her face.

“Move out of my way, dickhead!” she slurs, and that’s the last fucking straw. I throw her ass over my shoulder and start to make my way back upstairs to her room. She’s wiggling in my arms, trying to get away.

She’s starts babbling, “Wow, you have a nice butt for an asshole,” she says and then giggles to herself. Yep, Definitely drunk or some shit.

“Shut the fuck up!” I snap and then slap her ass just for the fun of it. I hear the unmistakable sound of a moan slip out of her lips and the sound goes straight to my cock. My dick doesn’t even care that we’re supposed to be mad at her right now. All he cares about is getting inside her tight-as-fuck pussy and nothing else.

I open her room door and put her down to her feet. She looks up at me and I stare at her for a second. She has a confused expression on her face as I turn around and close and lock the door. When I turn back to her, she starts to back away slowly. She keeps going until the back of her knees are up against the bed.

She falls backward and is now lying on the bed. I pounce on her before she has a chance to get up and move away from me. I’m straddling her hips as I grab her throat, running my nose and lips against her neck. I feel the shiver that runs through her body at my touch and I smile against her skin.

“You don’t smell like a slut… but then again, with you, I can never be sure,” I growl.

“What do you want, asshole? I’m tired and not in the mood for one of your fucking mind games!” she says, trying to be angry but her words come out breathless. She lets out a groan when I suck the skin at the base of her neck where her pulse point is. She can hate me all she wants but her body doesn’t lie. She wants this as much as I do.

I can already tell how aroused she is. I can smell the scent of her pussy juices in the air. It’s an aphrodisiac I’m slowly becoming addicted to. But no matter how much I want to taste her pussy right now, she still has to be punished.

“What I want right now is to punish you for doing things that you aren’t supposed to do,” I growl at her.

“Like what? In case you have yet to realize this… You. Don’t. Own. Me,” she seethes.

“That’s where you’re wrong and I’m going to show you just how much. Stay here,” I tell her and then get off the bed and walk toward the door.

I go into my room and grab the leather cuffs I bought specifically for her when the idea of having her bound and at my mercy made my cock as hard as granite. I walk back into her room and lift the cuffs up in my hands so that she can see. I smirk when her eyes go wide. I see her gulp. She looks like a scared little kitten, which just makes the smirk on my face grow.

“Wha-what are you doing?” she asks with a slight quiver in my voice.

“Giving you your punishment,” I tell her.

She looks like she’s ready to bolt. Anticipating her move, I pounce on her before she can actually make the move.

“I don’t want to have sex with you,” she says but her statement lacks any real conviction. She needs this, but she has to pretend to hate it because of the constant animosity between us. She has to at least act like she doesn’t want it for her own sake.

“Too bad. I’m going to enjoy this and I suggest you do too. Then again, you always seem to love it when my cock is inside your tight-as-fuck cunt hole,” I tell her and watch as her eyes flare with lust. My little slut loves it when I talk dirty to her.

“N-no,” she counters and I laugh.

“Little liar.”

I start to undress her and pull her pants and panties down in one motion. I’m just about to pull her shirt off but she stops me.

“Ca-can we leave my shirt on?” she asks. I figure what the hell, as long as I get to her pussy that’s all that matters to me.

“Fine. I don’t care to see the rest of you anyway,” I tell her. Her room barely has any light coming through it since her shades are still down but I think I see her face fall at my words. Not paying attention to that, I continue.

“Asshole,” she grumbles.

I didn’t mean it in a negative way at the time, I just meant all I really need to see is her pussy, but whatever. She can be mad all she wants because she’ll be coming on my cock in a few minutes anyway.

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