I Still Hate You
I don't give a fuck anymore.
"Shit, I love you," Jacob said after recovering from the trauma I caused.
What? Oh great...he is a freak.
"I just ripped your asshole apart, and you love me?" I said irritably.
"That was amazing. I don't like to be a bottom as much, but I wouldn't mind it with you. Next time, be a little more gentle, please," he whispered.
"There won't be a next time. I just lost it for a minute," I said and started to wipe myself off. I was done with this madness.