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coolness to relive my overheated skin.
    “That was fucking great Mimi.” He says pulling out of me and pinching my ass. That ever present asshole smirk remaining smugly on his face. I turn around glaring at him, as I pull my shirt down. A bottle of tequila, built up aggression and suddenly the lines between hate, and love are blurring.
    “ What does this mean for us?” I ask curiously, not sure where things stand between us now. I don’t do the friends with benefits thing, and I don’t just randomly sleep with people. I feel my cheeks warm, knowing I may have just let him know more than needed. If I didn’t do the friends with benefits thing, then why the fuck did I just have sex with him. I’m stupid, so stupid.
    “What do you mean , what does it mean?” He looks at me confused by my revelation.
    “I’m not a fuck buddy Corey; you can’t fuck me and throw me away. I’m not one of your bimbo’s; I have feelings and I care about my heart getting broken.” Anger washes over me, with regret, and mistrust. How much fucking more complicated has this made an already complicated situation?
    “What we just did was amazing, but it cannot happen again Corey.” There’s a determination in my voice, and I refuse to let Corey get in my head, let alone my heart. T he damage would be violently altering to my heart, and that’s just something I can never allow to happen. Corey is fucking material not love and there’s a difference.
    “You think I just want to fuck you, get it out of my system and move on?” There’s a look in his eyes, something that reaches deep down into the depths of my heart. It has my insides melting again, causing me to be ready for him yet again.
    By the time he speaks his voice is laced with pain, and when I look up at him I can’t help but drool a little bit. He’s still standing there in all his glory. His muscles well defined as my eyes drag over the ripples, and dips of his body. His hair is an unruly mess. As I watch him more carefully I see an emotion stirring within him that I have never seen before. His eyes are wild and hungry but at the same time caring, and passionate. He looks intense, and even though he just took me against the wall I’m ready for more.
    “That’s not what I think Corey, that’s what I know. You’re not the type to fuck them and love them. You’re the type to fuck ‘em and forget ‘em; hell I don’t think I’ve ever seen you fuck the same girl twice. “
    I allow myself one more look at him before I decide to turn away and that’s all it takes. He immediately advances on me, letting me know this conversation isn’t over. His approach is more powerful than before betraying his determination. He wrapped his arms tight around my waist, effectively ending my escape attempt.
    “What do you think you’re doing?” I ask unable to hide the wobble in my voice. He scares me, not in a physical sense but emotionally. He invokes such strong responses from me; sometimes I want to stab him in the eye and other times I want to fuck his brains out. I know he is dangerous to my heart.
    His hands land on my hips, as he smiles down on me. A playful grin that I know is anything but playful.
    “Is the only time you shut that pretty mouth of yours when I’m eight inches deep in you?” His fingers skim over my skin, causing my blood to boil, and an uproar of emotions run through me.
    I blush, and I never fucking blush. Corey’s dirty, and I like it ; no, I love it. I want him again already, but I refuse to allow my body to take hold and make my decisions for me. When we allow the heart and body to make choices together we get fucked over, quite literally.
    “I will never let you go , Mimi. When you gave me that sweet pussy, and I sank deep into it, I knew there would never be another like you for me.” His hot breath and musky sex filled scent surrounds me.
    He turns me into his chest, his fingers gliding underneath my butt cheeks, pulling me into his growing