I Didn’t Want To Forgive My Boyfriend, But Then We Had Amazing Sex

He showed up Friday evening with his gym bag.

“You didn’t answer my calls,” he said after he tried to kiss me.

“I didn’t feel like it,” I told him.

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I turned and walked up the steps. Most days he would run up behind me and smack my ass or caress my leg. I’d meet him at the top of the stairs and we’d kiss until he’d throw me over his shoulder and run inside.

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This time I made it up the stairs quickly made my way to the stove to fix myself a cup of tea. I heard him come up behind me.

“Can I get some tea too?” he asked.

“You know where the mugs are.”

I continued to drink my green tea as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the back of my neck.

“You look nice with your hair up,” he told me.

I shrugged, took a step toward the stove and began to count gray flecks on the tile behind it. His hands slipped down my shoulders and onto my waist. I tried to contain my shiver as he kissed and nibbled my left shoulder.

“Stop.”

“But you like it.”

I shrugged again and he pulled me closer. I could feel his bulge against the small of my back.

“I’m sorry I was an asshole the other day, I say dumb shit when I’m tired,” he mumbled into my shoulder.

I shrugged.

My tea had gone cold in the mug so I placed it on the stove so I could walk away. But he turned me around. I was trapped, and when he tried to kiss me, I shifted my face so his lips landed on my cheek.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, then planted a kiss directly on my lips.

I kissed him back and allowed him to walk me backwards towards my bedroom. We climbed onto the bed together, but then I rolled away and just stared at the wall. Spooning me from behind, he slipped his hands under my shirt.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

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“It’s ok.”

“No, it’s not,” he said into my back.

I rolled over to face him and he slipped his hand into my leggings so he could cup my bare ass. We kissed and I bit his lip hard. He winced, and I bit again, this time harder. Moments later, after tearing his shirt off in one swoop, I was straddling him, fumbling with his belt. As he kicked off his pants I took my own shirt off.

“I’m sorry,” he said again, tracing my lips with his pointer finger.

I didn’t respond. Holding me close to him, he flipped us around so that he was on top. He plunged his tongue into my mouth and I wrapped my legs around his hips. Moaning, he rubbed his cock against my pussy, teasing my clit.

Before plunging his cock inside me. He kissed me on the mouth again, then he suckled each of my hardened nipples. As he made his way lower and lower, I shivered. But I wanted him inside me. So I shoved his face away from my pussy and got on all fours.

“Fuck me like this,” I said.

“You have to say please,” he laughed.

“Just fuck me.”

He shoved himself inside my pussy, rubbing his fingers up and down my back as he thrusted. I loved the way he felt between my legs, even though I was still slightly pissed. Out of anger, I pushed back harder than usual on his dick. He moaned, gripping my hips.

“Harder,” I commanded.

I felt him shiver with each plunge as he penetrated me deeper and deeper. Each time I clenched my pussy tighter around his dick, I sense another shiver.

“Pound me,” I screamed, trying to prevent my voice from shaking.

The next thing I knew, I was laying on my back on the bed. He kissed my thighs and I combed my fingers across his scalp.

“What are you doing?” I gasped when I felt his tongue lap at my pussy.

“You’re coming first,” he said.

His mouth worked my clit while his hand wandered across my tits and then down to finger fuck me while I tried not to scream. After I came, he pulled me down to him and kissed me. He was still hard and I stroked him slowly.

“It’s ok,” I told him.

We kissed again and I straddled him.

“I guess you’re still not done,” he laughed.

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“I’m never done with you.” I said.