to talk to you.”
“Fuck you,” she yelled. As soon as she said it, she regretted it. In fact, she knew that the insult wasn’t even directed at him. It was intended for her brother, for Lydia, for her parents and her other siblings. But right now, Hunter was here and he was pissing her off, so she threw the words at him instead.
His expression darkened. “Fine,” he said. “Have it your way.” He released her wrist. “Go on,” he told her. “Go do what you want. I won’t bother you.”
She shook her head guiltily. “I’m sorry I swore at you. I didn’t mean it.”
“Then why did you say it? I guess I’m just an asshole. I guess I wasn’t sitting right next to you tonight, being insulted and having to shut my mouth and take it.”
She reached out and touched his chest. “No, you were insulted too. It wasn’t just me.”
Suddenly, he grabbed her shoulders and stared into her eyes. “Why are you playing games with me right now, Kallie?”
“I—I don’t know.” Her blood was pumping and she was suddenly excited.
“Maybe I just need you to take control instead of asking me how I feel.”
“Is that it? Or is that just another game and you’re going to change your mind again in five seconds?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “You tell me.”
And then Hunter was kissing her, and she could feel the frustration as his lips pressed into hers. He pushed her back into the car, and the cold steel of it jutted against her body. The cool glass of the passenger window was against the back of her head, the door-handle angling into the small of her back.
It was uncomfortable, but she didn’t really care. Hunter’s tongue dove into her mouth, aggressively searching, pushing. She could taste him, feel him, smell him.
His muscular body was pushing into her now, and he was controlling both of her wrists with his hands. He pushed her wrists over her head and then started to kiss her neck and breasts.
She moaned. “Fuck me,” she said. “Fuck me hard.”
“I’ll do what I want, when I want. Now shut your mouth before I put something in it and shut you up myself.”
“I don’t think you have the guts,” she said. Kallie was surprised by her own impudence. She knew that she was breaking written and unwritten rules by mouthing off to Hunter. But she wanted it. She wanted the intensity of him, the ferociousness of him, so that she could numb the pain and frustration she was feeling.
Hunter stared at her, his eyes widening momentarily. And then he let go of her wrists and grabbed the collar of her shirt and tore it, ripping the front of her shirt nearly in half and exposing her breasts. She was wearing a bra and he grabbed it from the front and tore it as well. There was a brief sensation of pressure before the back of her bra snapped and gave way.
Hunter tossed it on the ground like it was trash. Then he spit on it.
Her chest was heaving, rising and falling rapidly. She felt like she was tempting a wild animal, a hungry animal, with raw meat.
“You don’t scare me,” she said.
He grabbed her breasts in his hands and squeezed her nipples. Kallie’s eyes rolled up towards the back of her head and she moaned.
“You can’t fool me,” he said, his lips pressing against her ear as he continued to squeeze her nipples. “You would drop to your knees and beg for my cock if I told you to right now.”
She bit her lip and shook her head. “No I wouldn’t.” She grabbed his hands and tried to force them away from her breasts, but he wouldn’t let her. He was much too strong.
He bent down and began sucking her nipples, as she cried out and tried to force him off her. The harder she fought, the harder he sucked, and the wetter she got between her legs.
As if sensing this, Hunter dropped to his knees and pulled her pants down far enough to access her privates. Instantly, his tongue was forcing its way into her slit, sucking up her juices, lapping at her greedily.
Kallie tried to fight him
“Fuck you,” she yelled. As soon as she said it, she regretted it. In fact, she knew that the insult wasn’t even directed at him. It was intended for her brother, for Lydia, for her parents and her other siblings. But right now, Hunter was here and he was pissing her off, so she threw the words at him instead.
His expression darkened. “Fine,” he said. “Have it your way.” He released her wrist. “Go on,” he told her. “Go do what you want. I won’t bother you.”
She shook her head guiltily. “I’m sorry I swore at you. I didn’t mean it.”
“Then why did you say it? I guess I’m just an asshole. I guess I wasn’t sitting right next to you tonight, being insulted and having to shut my mouth and take it.”
She reached out and touched his chest. “No, you were insulted too. It wasn’t just me.”
Suddenly, he grabbed her shoulders and stared into her eyes. “Why are you playing games with me right now, Kallie?”
“I—I don’t know.” Her blood was pumping and she was suddenly excited.
“Maybe I just need you to take control instead of asking me how I feel.”
“Is that it? Or is that just another game and you’re going to change your mind again in five seconds?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “You tell me.”
And then Hunter was kissing her, and she could feel the frustration as his lips pressed into hers. He pushed her back into the car, and the cold steel of it jutted against her body. The cool glass of the passenger window was against the back of her head, the door-handle angling into the small of her back.
It was uncomfortable, but she didn’t really care. Hunter’s tongue dove into her mouth, aggressively searching, pushing. She could taste him, feel him, smell him.
His muscular body was pushing into her now, and he was controlling both of her wrists with his hands. He pushed her wrists over her head and then started to kiss her neck and breasts.
She moaned. “Fuck me,” she said. “Fuck me hard.”
“I’ll do what I want, when I want. Now shut your mouth before I put something in it and shut you up myself.”
“I don’t think you have the guts,” she said. Kallie was surprised by her own impudence. She knew that she was breaking written and unwritten rules by mouthing off to Hunter. But she wanted it. She wanted the intensity of him, the ferociousness of him, so that she could numb the pain and frustration she was feeling.
Hunter stared at her, his eyes widening momentarily. And then he let go of her wrists and grabbed the collar of her shirt and tore it, ripping the front of her shirt nearly in half and exposing her breasts. She was wearing a bra and he grabbed it from the front and tore it as well. There was a brief sensation of pressure before the back of her bra snapped and gave way.
Hunter tossed it on the ground like it was trash. Then he spit on it.
Her chest was heaving, rising and falling rapidly. She felt like she was tempting a wild animal, a hungry animal, with raw meat.
“You don’t scare me,” she said.
He grabbed her breasts in his hands and squeezed her nipples. Kallie’s eyes rolled up towards the back of her head and she moaned.
“You can’t fool me,” he said, his lips pressing against her ear as he continued to squeeze her nipples. “You would drop to your knees and beg for my cock if I told you to right now.”
She bit her lip and shook her head. “No I wouldn’t.” She grabbed his hands and tried to force them away from her breasts, but he wouldn’t let her. He was much too strong.
He bent down and began sucking her nipples, as she cried out and tried to force him off her. The harder she fought, the harder he sucked, and the wetter she got between her legs.
As if sensing this, Hunter dropped to his knees and pulled her pants down far enough to access her privates. Instantly, his tongue was forcing its way into her slit, sucking up her juices, lapping at her greedily.
Kallie tried to fight him
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