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“At the moment, I fucking hate you.”

I buck my hips, chasing what I need, but he only pulls away more, his hands holding my legs in place as a small chuckle shakes his chest.

“Well, in that case, I won’t play nice.”

A yelp volleys from my throat when Shane flips me over and pushes my knees up until I’m kneeling in front of him. Running one hand down my back, he forces my chest to the mattress, and with the other, he slaps my ass.

My mouth opens on a silent moan, a stinging pain throbbing against the skin.

He rubs at that spot, his cock teasing my pussy again.

“Whoops, left a handprint.”

“You’re such a jackass,” I breathe out, dizzy and unable to make my voice any louder.

Pushing up so that he can hover over me and speak against my ear, he whispers, “Tell me you like me.”

I can’t take it anymore, not when I need him inside me.

“Fine, but just for now.”

Another sensual laugh. “I’ll take it.”

He pushes inside me, the length and girth of his cock stretching the walls of my pussy, a slow thrust that fills me.

A moan falls over my lips, his hands taking possessive hold of my hips as he pulls out to the tip just to thrust inside me again.

More sweat drips from my skin, his speed picking up as another wave of pleasure begins building.

Just like before, he shoves me to the precipice of a carnal explosion, only to slow down his pace and tease me with another orgasm.

With one hand, he grabs my hair and pulls my head back, his hips still moving against mine as he drives me to a point of insanity.

The orgasm is even better the second time, a release so strong that I can feel the muscles of my pussy undulate and clench at him, my name on his lips when he loses control and comes.

Exhausted, we both fall to the mattress, our sweat soaked skin slippery where we touch, our hearts racing and lungs moving in tandem.

“We need to get cleaned up,” he finally says, but neither of us can barely move.

I nod my head, half paying attention, half still trapped by the remnants of my orgasm.

Shane slides his weight off me then turns me to my back. I open my eyes to find him staring at me.

“How about now?”

I don’t even have to ask.

This man is nothing if not determined.

“I like you now, but I’ll hate you again in the morning.”

At that, he laughs and kisses me, the passionate fire between us still not extinguished.

Brushing his mouth against my ear, he whispers, “They always do.”

Laughing softly, I shift my position to look at him.

“So what do you do knowing it’ll only be one night?”

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