"You don't think you're done do you?" he asked me quietly. "We aren't even close to finishing." I looked up at him. Dark sincerity in his eyes, as his hand slid down to cup my breast. My nipple stood erect under the warmth of his hand. Even through a thin shirt his heat was enough to burn against my cool skin. I couldn't help but drop eye contact with him. A blush crept to my face. He hadn't been up to two times in one day since the very first time we had sex. That was over four years ago. My pussy throbbed with need, my heart just wanted to exact revenge, yet my head was telling me I was going to regret this.

His hands grasped my upper arms and he pulled me to my feet. Unsure of what he was wanting, I just let him tug me up like a rag doll. 

"Take your shirt off," he demanded quietly. I bit my lip and did what he said. Not like he hadn't seen my breasts a million times before. 

I pulled my tee over my head and let it drop to the floor. He immediately turned me around and pulled me against him. His heat to my back and his breath against my neck sent chills over me. My flushed nipples begged for attention and my legs trembled. His rough hands caressed my body and my sensitive areas quivered in hope he would turn his attentions to them.

Surprise pulled me out of my lust haze with the fact that his long hard cock was rock hard and pressed against my ass. Surprised that he was up and ready again so soon without manual help.

My mouth went dry as his rough fingers slid between my slick folds and rubbed my clit boldly. A loud moan escaped me as his clever fingers wrung a pleasurable spasm through me. My body filled with heat and sweet desire for him. Toe curling pressure built in me as my pussy throbbed with want. 

I was on the verge of begging for his big cock when he slipped it between my legs and rubbed the tip on my opening.

Sliding my hand down between my legs I held his cock against my pussy. My come slid down his shaft and I had spread it easily on him. Slicking him up so his cock slid through my folds with ease. He nudged my clit with his tip and teased me with insane patience.

I know a small whine came from me. Impatient and horny as hell, I tried to guide his cock into me but he just thrust more into my hand.

"Can't wait for my cock baby?" he murmured in my ear. 

I cried out as he impaled me on his big cock with one deep thrust. My pussy felt stretched beyond belief and I just wanted to relieve the discomfort my swollen pussy was in. I rocked against him slowly, moaning as he slipped in deeper with each movement. 

He chuckled as he pulled me on him deeper. "So is my dirty little girl still mad at me?"

I froze. He just had to remind me of how this started. How he was hardly ever interested in fucking me. I could literally feel every muscle in my body lock and I ground my teeth. Anger seethed in me like a growing flame.

"Mmmm, I guess so. You shouldn't over react like that all the time."

And that was it. 

All happiness and enjoyment, all of the desire and lust seemed to have fallen away in wake of a new emotion. Fury.

One of his hands caressed the back of my neck and pulled the tie from my hair. His other hand on my hip pulled me further onto his cock. "Over react?" I asked softly. His hand still in my hair. "You think I'm over reacting?"

I tried to pull away from him but his arm snaked around my waist and held me tight.

I screamed and pulled at his arm to let up. Trying to pull away from him was futile so I decided to fight back. I swatted at his arm and anything I could reach which was pretty limited to his arm.

I could hear him telling me to calm down until we were to the point of yelling at each other. 

When he tired of hearing me yell at him he decided to pick me up and throw me down on the bed.

Air rushed out of me as I hit our bed. Immediately followed by his body laying on top of me. We both lay there catching our breath and waiting for the other to do something. 

Petty of me, I know, but I growled at at him. Just a deep, low, guttural sound from my throat. 

My cheek stung like fire where his hand connected with my ass again. He didn't hold back with the swat. His hands grabbed my hips and jerked my ass in the air. I pushed myself from the bed and his hand knotted in my hair. He pulled my head back with the other on my lower back pushing.

His cock probed my pussy like a hot iron.

"Yes," he ground out. He thrust every long, hard inch into my pussy. "You," he pulled out and thrust deep again. "Are."

With his hand in my hair and on my back he knew just how deep he could get and he took full advantage of ravaging my pussy with his cock. I could only scream and hold onto the rumpled bed sheet as he pounded my pussy.

The anger only built as he took my body. Not for the fact that he was fucking me but because of his insult. And the fact that I was enjoying his abuse. I wanted to meet every hard thrust with my own and I was pissed that my body still wanted to fuck.

The hand on my back slid away and down my belly. His fingers acutely brought my clit to full attention and I hated the fact that I wasn't screaming at him anymore. I was moaning from the pleasure he was inflicting on me.

His cock seemed to get bigger as my muscles clenched tighter around him. My pussy throbbed with acute desire. With every thrust he brought me closer to oblivion.

I began meeting his thrusts with my own. Both hands grasped my hips tightly as he pounded my pussy in a frenzy. 

My pussy milked his cock with a slick grip as I played with my clit. 

I could feel the onslaught of lust coming. Every second I was closer.

His hand slid down my back and grabbed my ass. Giving me a stinging slap before sliding a finger between my cheeks. I cried out in pain and pleasure as his finger slid into my anus. It made it feel like his cock doubled in girth and stretched me out even more. He rubbed the thin membrane connecting from my pussy and my anus, funny place for another clit. It made it feel like one with how much pleasure it brings. 

Within moments the tension he had built within me exploded. I cried out in ecstasy as lust commandeered my being. 

He thrust into me hard, riding out my climax. Dragging it out so when I thought I was coming back from my mindless oblivion I would just fall in deeper. My body shook with exhaustion and satisfaction.

He pulled out of me before helping me lie down.

Rolling, so I lay on my back, I looked up at him with heavy eyes. Our breath came out in a rapid pant.

He crawled between my legs and kissed me on the the mouth, insistent I open my mouth to his.

His hands caressed down my body until they rested behind my knees.

"Come for me one more time baby."