"You must be starving." Mike said as I ate edamame in my apartment one day.
I glared at him. "Very sensitive, Mike."
He didn't get it. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
I got up from the table and stormed into my bedroom, slamming the door. He came knocking before long. "Charley! Open up!"
I didn't look at him when he came in. "I didn't mean it like that, babe. I'm sorry."
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
"You are so hot when you're mad." He whispered. I took two steps back, crossing my arms.
He took a couple steps closer. "You are just so damn sexy." Before I had any idea what was happening, Mike tackled me and pinned me down on hiss bed, hovering just centimeters above me before putting his lips on mine. I felt my heart rate quicken, and so did Mike. He chuckled, licking my lips as his tongue made its way into my mouth. I wasn't about to let him win. I tilted my head, sucking and biting on his neck. He let out a low moan as I traced my lips back to his.
"That was even better than I imagined." He said, breathing heavily.
"You imagined it?" I asked.
"I imagined a lot more. . . You confessing just how much I turn you on. . . Me ripping off that tight tank top you like to wear-"
"I think I've heard enough." I rolled my eyes. "I guess I'm not mad at you anymore."
"I still hate you too, Charley." Mike smirked, getting off of me. I stood up to leave when he grabbed my arm, pulling me onto his lap. "Hold on. I'm not letting you get away so easily."
"Of course not." I sighed. He bent down and kissed me once again, this time with more anger and urgency. Just as I wanted more, he pulled away and laughed.
"Wow. You didn't protest as much as I thought you would." He raised his eyebrows.
"As lame as you are, you do have remarkable kissing skills." I admitted.
"Yeah? I'm even better in bed." He chuckled. "I was supposed to be home by now. They're going to worry."
"I'm leaving anyways." I shrugged.
"No you are not. I am going to destroy you." Mike climbed on top of me as soon as I tried to go.
I pulled him onto the carpet. "It's been so long."
"Oh, I'll make you feel amazing. Promise." He grinned, unbuttoning his shirt. I lifted mine off and he unhooked my bra, cupping my breasts and groaning. "I take back what I said about your boobs."
I undid his jeans and slid my hand inside his boxers, stroking him and hearing a low moan come from his mouth. I moved down, wrapping my mouth around his dick as the boxers came off.
"I had no idea you were so. . ." He trailed off as I sucked harder. Just as I felt him getting close, I pulled away, grinning wickedly.
"Oh, you're in for it." Mike shoved me down and kissed my throbbing pussy. His fingers rubbed my clit as his tongue darted in and out.
"Oh my god." I moaned, feeling myself about to climax. Suddenly, without warning, he thrust his dick into me.
"You're so tight." He moaned. "Wow."
"Fuck!" I cried as he pumped faster. We both came before long and he smirked at me. "We should fight more often."