Dangerous Lies (Lies 5)

She pushes down harder on me, losing complete control in her thrusts. There is no way she’s going to come if she keeps fucking me wildly like that.

Her grip on my throat loosens in her frustration, so I flip us over until I’m on top and in control.

I fuck her, slowing our strokes down so I can rub her clit and make her come.

She growls at my slower, more purposeful strokes. Her nails dig into my ass as she begs me to speed up. She leans forward and sucks my lip into her mouth, biting down hard.

I groan at the taste of blood in my mouth.

She pushes me hard in the chest, causing me to lose balance enough for her to roll us once again, so she’s on top. I reach for her face, but she grabs my wrists and pins them overhead as her body fucks me furiously.

I could easily get out of her grasp, but the look in her eyes tells me if I try it, she will murder me—so I don’t.

My hips meet hers thrust for thrust.

She arches her back, but her eyes stay locked on mine.

“I hate you,” she spits out again.

“I love you,” I say back.

Her eyes sparkle at my words like she’s been waiting all this time to hear them, same as me. I’m pretty sure

if I told her, ‘I love you’ enough, she would come from the sound of my voice alone.

“I love you, Liesel,” I say as she drives her body down on me.

Her arms move down to my chest to get a better angle as she continues to fuck me, bruising our bodies with each thrust.

“I love you, huntress.”

Her mouth falls open, her breathing faster. She’s losing control, but she still spits out, “I hate you, killer.”

I smile, loving her saying she hates me almost as much as I love hearing that she loves me. I just wish she would say the loving words easily and freely, that she didn’t feel she has to keep them to herself.

My cock is drenched in her wetness, and I feel myself losing the fight to keep my orgasm back until she orgasms.

“Come, baby,” I plead.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” she groans.

I try to move my hand to her clit to ensure she comes, but she swats my hand away.

“Liesel, I’m going to come. I need you to come with me.”

She shakes her head, not stopping her movements. I’m not even sure if my words registered with her.

“Liesel, I—fuck!”

My dam bursts, and I come inside her.

Unexpectedly, she comes along with me.

I smile, my head falling back in complete exhaustion. There is no way to describe what we just did other than a hate fuck. But the fact that she did fuck me, instead of ignoring me or hurting me, says we can get past this. She won’t hate me forever.

She falls against my chest, completely spent. Her hand strokes my chest where the fake blood is for a long time as the sun burns our bare skin.

“I love you,” she whispers.