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together in a heated stare, I say through gritted teeth, “I need you to be rough. I want hard, I want fast. I want you to pound yourself so deep and so hard into me that your cock feels like it’s going to come out of my ears.”
    He says nothing, he doesn’t have to. I can read his expression as if it were my own. He’s concerned, he’s scared he pushed me too far too fast.
    But, he’s wrong. I want this from him. I want him to dominate me. I need him to take over my mind by using my body and make me forget everything. To make me feel anything else besides the grief and rage that has become a permanent presence in my heart.
    He moves himself into position, placing the engorged head of his penis at my soaking wet entrance, moving it back and forth. Before he can enter me, I thrust my hips up and slide down the bed a fraction, causing him to impale me in one quick movement.
    Skye stills, checking for any sign that he may have hurt me from the sudden invasion. I lick my lips and begin to move my hips, hoping he takes the hint and starts grinding with me.
    His movements are slow and careful, treating me as if I’m fragile. I growl out, “harder,” but he ignores me. After a few moments of the tender lovemaking, I huff in annoyance. I take him off guard when I push him over and straddle his waist. He starts to protest, but I quickly silence him when I pierce myself on his hard length.
    My hips move as if they have a mind of their own. The sounds of my lustful cries and skin slapping together are the only noises to be heard. My orgasm builds rapidly, but I need more. “Pull my hair,” I say on a moan.
    “Chloe, I really think—” he starts to say, but I cut him off.
    “Just do it! I need you to do this for me. Skye, please!” I beg.
    He runs his hands up my back; his fingernails scrape the nape of my neck as they intertwine in my hair. The stinging sensation on my scalp spurs me into action. My thighs squeeze his waist as I glide my hips back and forth over him, faster and faster until I think I am about to explode.
    My body’s drenched in sweat, the aroma of fresh sex is thick in the air, and I feel a-fucking-live for the first time in months. Cupping a breast in each palm, I start to squeeze them tightly, massaging them to the point of pain. I work my hands forward until I’m pinching my hard nipples between my thumb and index finger. Skye lifts up, takes the hard nub from my right hand into his mouth. He grinds it between his teeth and the sensation is unremarkable.
    I shriek when I’m pushed backward and flipped over onto my knees. Without warning, he slams himself into me from behind, pounding into me relentlessly. My body begins to hum with excitement, the orgasm that was building is now assaulting me with the full force of a hurricane.
    “This what you want?” he growls into my neck.
    “God, yes. YES!” I scream. His teeth clench on to the tender skin of my neck, the feeling causes me to explode around him. A few more thrusts into my quivering sex and Skye erupts deep inside me. We both lay breathless and spent next to each other a few moments before Skye speaks.
    “Are you okay?” The concern in his voice is thick. His hot breath heats my neck with each pant.
    “Yes, I’m great actually,” I reply. Before he can speak, there’s a knock on the door.
    “Are you two love birds done trying to tear down the house? The pizza’s here and I’m tired of listening to y’all go at it like wild cats.” Fucking Sara.
    Skye laughs and rolls off the bed. I watch quietly as he pulls his pants back on. “I’m going to go fix us a plate. You sure you’re good?”
    I smile widely, hoping I can convince him to believe my lie. “I’m great.” I get up, walk to him, and give him a peck on the cheek.
    He leaves and I wait until the door clicks shut; I run to the bathroom. I’m barely on my knees in front of the toilet before I spill my guts.
    Once my stomach is empty, I get up, brush my teeth, and slip