back and stared at the ceiling. We always had sex when we fought, and I knew this night wouldn’t be any different. We were pissed at each other but wanted to fuck like animals.
I pulled her to her back then separated her legs, finding her entrance quickly. I gripped the headboard while she placed her legs over my shoulders. We only fucked when we were pissed at each other. We never made love. And right now, I was fucking her brains out.
Her tits bounced up and down as I pounded into her. Her nails dug in my ass and she pulled me further inside her, wanting it hard and fast like she always did. She was a heathen in bed, and rocked my world every fucking time. She pissed me off and drove me insane, but fuck, I loved this girl so damn much.
When I felt her tighten around my cock, I knew she was coming. She stayed quiet because she was still pissed at me, but she couldn’t hide that knowledge from me. Fucking more girls than I could count gave me insightful experience when it came to women.
As soon as she was finished, I came inside her, filling her completely. Her tight and wet pussy always felt amazing. Even when I was angry with her, I couldn’t deny that. I stayed inside her for a moment, looking down at her. “Mine,” I barked.
She held my gaze, not intimidated by the look. “Stop acting like a caveman.”
I grabbed the back of her neck. “Mine,” I repeated. “All of you. Parts of you. Everything. It’s mine and I don’t fucking share.”
“That’s never changed, Ryan.”
I finally pulled out of her and released her neck. “If I can’t work with women, then you shouldn’t allow this random guy to help you.”
“He’s not random,” she snapped.
“So you’ve kept in touch with him this whole time?”
She shrugged. “Kinda.”
“Married?”
“Divorced.”
I growled. “I don’t like this.”
She rolled her eyes and turned on her side. “I don’t give a shit, Ryan. Good night.”
I stared at her back before I spooned her from behind and fell asleep.
Janice was on my mind exclusively the following day at work. I wondered if this guy had a thing for her in college and thought he’d have a chance now that he was divorced. What if he pressured her? What if he pursued her? What if he expected something in return for arranging her dream job for her? The possibilities circled in my mind endlessly.
I met Cortland for lunch, but Sean and Scarlet tagged along.
“What are you doing here?” I asked my sister.
She raised an eyebrow. “Why are you an ass today?”
I rolled my eyes. “You’ve been at the office a lot.”
Sean hooked his arm around her waist. “She keeps me company.” He winked.
“TMI.” I turned to Cortland. “Split a pizza?”
“Let’s get a combination,” Scarlet said.
I glared at her. “You need a whole pizza to yourself. Get your own, fatass.”
Cortland eyed me. “You really are in a bad mood today.”
I teased my sister all the time, but everyone seemed to hear the anger underneath. They all knew me pretty well.
After we ordered, we sat down. Cortland waited for me to share my thoughts.
“Janice has a new job,” I said sadly.
Scarlet sipped her soda. “Aren’t you happy for her?”
“She said some guy from college arranged it.”
“So?” Scarlet glared at me.
“I just don’t like it.”
“Don’t be a pig,” she snapped. “She’s really excited about this. Ryan, this is her dream job, something she always wanted at R and R. Don’t spoil it for her by being an ass.”
“You don’t get it,” I snapped. “I hate knowing I can’t protect her. When she was home all day, I knew no one would bother her. But this…it’s out of my control.”
Scarlet glared at me harder. “If she feels threatened, she’ll leave.”
“You didn’t,” I snapped. “Carl kept harassing you but you stuck around.” That was low, but it was my darkest fear, that someone would treat Janice like that. She was my whole world. I’d be nothing