Chapter 164 Making The ‘Hate’ Worth It

Chapter 164 Making The ‘Hate’ Worth It
The drive was quiet, except for her slurred complaints and sporadic giggles. I didn’t respond. Anger made silence necessary. She had been reckless, too reckless. Wearing that and dancing seductively like that- even letting the guy touch her.

Anything could have happened and Carol wouldn’t be able to handle the consequences. Shit.

When we finally arrived at my place, I opened the car door and helped her stumble out of the car. She was ranting, still attempting to shift blame or plead her case, but I ignored every word. I scooped her into my arms and carried her upstairs to the guest room. Grim followed us, but stopped by the door- as if not wanting to intrude something private. That dog was wise. She would have come in if it was only me.

Placing Teyana gently on the bed, I removed her heels despite her numerous whining. I cursed under my breath at the sight of her vulnerable, panties revealing with her leg slightly raised while I peeled the heels off her feet. I shoved my dark unhinged thoughts down. This wasn’t about me, not about the intense carnally lust that was almost consuming me right now. It was about keeping her safe.

“Sleep,” I said firmly, rising. “Tomorrow, you can be angry at me. But right now, it’s better than letting you keep being reckless in that club.”

I turned to leave, but her fingers found mine.

I stiffened. Then slowly, I turned to face her.

Her lips parted under the guest room blue lights, voice low and slurred. “Since I’m going to be angry tomorrow like you said…why not make it worth it?”

My jaw clenched, nerves pulsing lightly. “What are you even saying?”

She rose to her feet and swayed, leaning on me as I helped her upright. Her hand pressed against my chest. “You…you always do this to me, Jer. Always make it impossible not to want you. Do…do you even know I bought these clothes so I could wear them for you?” 

“You’re drunk,” I said sharply, trying to regain control. “You need to sleep.” My words came out breathlessly.

She held onto me tighter. “I need you now…more than I need to breathe.”

My breathing hitched, heart hammering. I couldn’t look away. “You’ll hate me tomorrow,” I said, trying to assert reason over heat.

She smiled faintly. “Then at least the anger will be worth it. I need you to…”

I didn’t let her finish. I attacked her lips rightaway- Raw and intensely, pouring all the frustration, need, and love I had pent up. I whispered against her lips as I pulled away for a second, voice husky. “This…is going to be rough.”

She nodded, “I don’t want gentle.” Her voice was so sultry, eyes half-lidded. “Jer…I’m so horny for you,” A faint giggle escaped out of her lips.

Experiencing her this dirty and carefree was a memory that would get stuck in my brain forever. I had never been hornier in my entire life. Or maybe I had…with her. But tonight…it was different. I didn’t want to do slow with her. Not at all.

“I should go grab my condom” I said into her ears but she held me back. “Can’t wait.” She breathed impatiently. She had talked about getting on birth control the last time we had sex. Maybe she had. That was the only explanation I could give regarding her wanting it raw.

So I didn’t hold back, I lifted her and attacked her lips like a man hungry to possess her soul, her slim-thick thighs flanking my hips. Teyana’s short, tempting skirt had shifted up to her waist now, and I was pressed against her panties as I backed her to the wall and rocked my hard on against her.

Our lips continued to sync and dance recklessly- biting, sucking and taking all we could give each other. No single restraint. Her shaky hands lowered to undo my jeans’ zip in no time. And by herself, she brought my cock out, pointing it directly against her cunt. It was already as hard as rock.

“Fuck,” I whispered, already imagining myself inside her. I didn’t wait for her to ask for it. I shifted her panties with my thumb and plunged into her soaking wetness in one go.

“Ah!” She cried. I took a moment to feel her, to let the feeling of being swallowed by her overwhelm my body, then- started hitting, without holding back for a second. It wasn’t the sweet type of sex. It was the kind that makes a girl sore the next morning, unable to walk. And maybe I was punishing her too— for being a toxic brat, for always making me overthink like a helpless fool, for putting me in that sexually frustrated position at the sight of her being this exceptionally sexy- and also angry for letting another man get so close.

I banged her against the wall like it was the last chance I had to take her. And she kept screaming through the heavy-fast-strokes, but taking them- taking all of me— my anger, my love, my frustration, my obsession— she took them all, screaming her moans wildly like she never had before.

I felt her pussy clenching around me and moved her to the bed, still connected to my cock. I laid her down and continued from where I stopped. She had not said any word, but the overwhelming pleasure reflected in how her body shook, how she kept rolling her eyes, biting her lips, and making sounds from the deepest part of her throat. 

I lost my fucking mind and pulled out for a moment, removed her denim bralette- sucked on her hardened nipples feverishly while ignoring her restless moans, then pinned her hands over her head to the fucking guest room bed.

I spread her thighs wide apart with my legs then plunged into her again. She screamed. My Teyana would have tried to cover her mouth at this point, but she was drunk, and very sensitive to every touch.

She was so wet, I knew the bedspread would be stained by now, but I didn’t care. I fucked her till her pussy felt raw around me. I groaned every now and then, feeling her stretch around my cock. The feeling was so good it was almost dizzying. This kind of pleasure should be surreal.

Just then, she said it. “Jer…I’m going to…I’m going to cum,” She didn’t have to say it, I could already feel her pussy clenching tighter. “Fuck,” I groaned as I fucked her through her orgasm, hard and unrelenting.

She almost lost her voice as the orgasm came crashing, tearing her apart and making her spill gibberish words. I would have laughed. Her legs were shaking so hard, they couldn’t hold onto my hips anymore. Just then, I came with a deep groan, my nerves tightening at every edge. I spilled everything inside her. Teyana was on birth control. We’ve got this.

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The rest of the night was a blur. I stayed with her. Held her. Let her lean on me until the weight of her recklessness gave way to sleep. When she finally drifted off, her breathing slowed, and she whispered my name, soft and tiredly “Jeremy…” nothing more- just my name.

I rolled beside her, dragging the sheets over us, keeping her safe in my arms because whether she liked it or not, she was safer with me than anywhere else.  I knew she would be mad tomorrow. It was better than whatever she would have let happen with that guy.

I was successfully able to switch it to our night instead. And for the sake of me, I hoped she would remember everything that happened before she fell asleep.

I kissed her forehead and even though she couldn’t hear me, I said,  “Good night, Tey.”

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Morning came too quickly. My bones felt lazy and tired, and just like that, the memories of the previous night rushed forward.

My heart almost stopped as I readied myself to roll on the bed and face her. I wondered what she would say- How far would her anger go when she wakes and realizes what happened?

But little did I know—I would never get answers. Because when I turned to face her, disappointment hit me hard like sin. She had left. Only her addictive scent remained.

I sprang up to see if she forgot anything at all. But I only realized that the shirt I wore the previous day was gone too.

She must have worn it to cover her scanty clothes in daylight. My chest tightened painfully. My heart ached as I wondered— Had Teyana left me for good this time around?