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When I stare up at him, he’s taking me in with cold eyes and a guarded look. That’s when I realize he hasn’t touched me. His hands aren’t in my hair. This is the first time he’s never touched me. Instead, he’s made this impersonal, as if I were a random chick he was about to fuck in the restroom of a bar.
I need to give him more.
I rise up on my knees, gripping his thighs, and kiss up his chest—over his tee, his neck, his jaw, moving my way toward his lips. He subtly turns his face away from me.
“Kiss me, Kyle,” I embarrassingly plead. “Touch me.”Forgive me.“Fuck me.”
My last two words do the trick. He grips my waist and kisses my hair before crashing his lips to mine. He breaks away to remove his shirt and then palms my breast over my robe.
“Is this what you want?” he whispers into my mouth.
“More than anything,” I reply.
He wastes no time before pushing me back toward my bed. My shoulders tighten as he takes me in, and I lose a breath when he harshly tugs the ties of my robe, releasing it, and then tosses it across the room. My panties are torn and flung in the opposite direction.
He twists me around, my back facing him, his broad chest pushing up against me. My knees hit the bed, and I shiver when he reaches out and tucks my hair behind my shoulder.
“You always seem to get what you want, don’t you, Chloe?” he hisses in my ear before running his tongue along the lobe.
I gasp when he grips my waist and rubs his hard cock against my ass. I press against him at the same time he guides us up my bed. He lifts himself on all fours while I stay on my stomach, and he lightly feathers a finger down my spine.
“Chloe, how you’ve ruined me,” he says, his finger still skimming my skin.
My hips are raised, and with no warning, he slams inside me before lowering me so that I’m flat on my stomach again. Our legs tangle together, and I’m already close to getting off as he balances himself over me. Our bodies rub against each other’s with every stroke, and I don’t have the power to move. He carries our weight as he slams into me.
I shove my face into my pillow to mask my moans. I’ve never had sex like this before. It’s angry. It’s raw. It’s rough. This is a pure hate fuck.
I move my head to the side and bite into his arm as I grow closer, and his hands grab mine, squeezing them as he nears his release.
“Yes, fucking mark me,” he grinds out.
He grips harder, and I bite deeper with every push and pull from him.
My pussy constricts against his cock as waves of pleasure hit me, and then I shudder out my orgasm while his hips continue to slam into me until it’s his turn to come. When it’s time, he pulls out and releases on my back, like I’m some random whore he only wants to come all over.
He falls to the side of me as we fight to catch our breaths, and I already miss the heat and sweat of his body when he rolls off the bed. I start to turn around to see him but jump when he slaps my ass.
“Thanks for the fuck, neighbor,” he comments. “I’ve needed some release.”
I jump up to my knees. “Excuse me?”
He grabs his shirt from the floor and then his pants.
“You’re not spending the night?”
He throws his shirt over his head without glancing in my direction. “I’ll pass. Like I said, I appreciate the fuck. This was fun. Next time you want a quick, meaningless fuck, you know where to find me.”
“You’re an asshole,” I hiss.
“You thought I was an asshole then? Just wait.” He leans onto my bed with his palms on each side of me. “You know what’s funny? You’re exactly like him. A manipulative liar.”
With that, he turns around and leaves.
* * *
I stompinto my office with fury in my eyes. Fury in mysleepyeyes. I was up all night, pissed about Kyle.
“Whoa, killer. Who’s on the murder list today?” Melanie asks.
