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He doesn’t really want me. He never did.

I keep repeating those words to myself, but my dick doesn’t deflate the way I wishit would.

“I—I?—”

Tingles dance furiously in my groin, white noise fills my ears.

I can’t. I won’t.

My balls tighten. I squeeze my eyes closed.

Don’t do it!

“Tell me how much you hate me,” he growls against my lips. “Then, I want you to show me. Right here. Right fucking now.”

Chapter 13

Matt

He’ll never do it.

He says he hates me, but he doesn’t want me. Not like this.

He probably thinks he’s torturing me right now. It’s the only way for him to channel his anger.

The only connection between us.

And fuck, it’s intense.

His eyes are wild with rage, his dark expression borderline demonic as he stares me down.

His hand jerks me relentlessly, and fuck, I want to come. I need his cock buried deep inside of me.

I need him to distract me, to shatter me so I can’t think.

My heart hammers hard.

I shouldn’t want him to do it.

But goddammit, I do.

So, I taunt him.

“You talk such a big game about how I screwed you over, how I deserve to feel the same pain.” My voice shakes.

I pull my hand away from his cock and spit into it beforegrabbing him again. A loud hiss of air slips from his lips and he lets out a low groan.

He strokes me harder, sweeping the droplets of precum up and down my shaft. “You do. I want you to suffer.”

“So, then what are you waiting for?” I rasp. “Make me. Hurt me. Do what you’ve thought about doing for the past eight years.”

His face morphs into a mask of disdain.

“I stole your life, right? Took what you worked so hard for?” I thrust my hips like a greedy little fuckboy against his hand as he works me faster.

“You don’t deserve to come,” he growls. “That will feel too good. You know what I can do to you. And you need to pay for what you did. What I had to go through.”

His chest collapses against me, crushing my lungs with his mass. I lean my head back against the wall, my eyes squeezed shut tight. He edges me, knowing I’m so close to exploding. And then he pulls away the pleasure. Over and over.

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