“What the hell is your problem?” I didn’t mean to explode but he pulled my trigger. “You’ve been such a dick to me lately. What the fuck did I do to you?”
“Nothing.” He got in my face like he wanted to push me. “You didn’t do a damn thing.” Then he stepped back, that same look of menace plastered on his face.
“We were fine one moment and then you flipped out on me.”
“Flipped?” he snapped. “No, you’re the one who flipped. Maybe you are just a whore like Tony claims.”
Too far. I slapped him hard across the face.
He turned with the hit but he didn’t react. It didn’t seem like it hurt.
“What’s your problem?” I snapped. “Is this all because of Brad? That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Yeah, I guess it doesn’t,” he said bitterly. “Have fun with your new boyfriend.”
“New?” I asked. “I never had one before.”
“Yeah, that’s right. I didn’t mean anything, right?”
“Wait, what?”
“You could have at least given me the decency of some notice,” he snapped. “You just went out with him and didn’t even tell me about it.”
“I did tell you—”
“After the date already happened,” he hissed. “You couldn’t give me that courtesy? You respect me so little?”
“That’s what you’re so upset about?” I asked incredulously. “Because I didn’t give you two weeks notice? You really are a piece of work, you know that? You want everyone to want you until you walk away. But you can’t stand someone else walking away first. It hurts that big ego of yours too much.”
“Fuck you.”
I pushed him. “Goodbye, Ash. Don’t call me.”
“Consider it done.” He turned on his heel and marched down the hallway.
I got my door unlocked then entered my apartment. I tossed my keys and purse on the table then gripped the chair for support. I wasn’t even sure what just happened.
Inexplicably, tears came into my eyes and they burned as they emerged. Was I crying because of our fight? Was I crying because Ash just walked out of my life forever? Or was it because of the mean things he said to me?
I covered my face with my palms and willed myself to stop. Crying over someone who didn’t care about me was stupid. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with him, and not for as long as I did. The relationship dragged on until my heart got caught on the line. It was the dumbest decision I ever made and I would regret it forever.
The door opened behind me then slammed shut.
I flinched at the sound and lowered my hand. I immediately stopped crying but the tears were still in my eyes. Before I could turn around, I was snatched.
Ash shoved everything off my table then threw me on top of it. He yanked my legs around his waist then he dug one hand into my hair as he aggressively took my lips with his. The second his lips touched mine, my thighs squeezed his waist.
Ash kissed me hard, like he was trying to hurt me with his lips. He sucked and kissed, and then his tongue darted into my mouth and found mine. He breathed hard and grabbed my tits with one hand.
I had no idea what was going on but I didn’t stop it. We clearly both wanted it, and I missed him so much that I didn’t care about anything except having him. My feelings were deeper than I realized, and I knew I was attached to him in a way I promised I wouldn’t be.
He yanked my dress off without being delicate. It stretched as it moved past my shoulders and my hips. He flung it across the kitchen and it landed on the tile just in front of the sink. Then he removed my bra and panties. My heels were still on and he didn’t move for those.
He pulled his clothes off with lightning speed, like they were on fire and would burn his skin in just a moment if he didn’t do something soon. His long cock appeared once his boxers were gone, and he dragged my hips to the edge of the table, where I ate breakfast every morning, and then shoved himself inside me.
“Oh god…” My head rolled back when I felt him, and my nails immediately dug into his forearms as I held on. The extensive stretching was somewhat painful but felt so damn good. He filled me to my max, and that feeling of fullness was