10 You can continue

kamiyama kiyohira is twenty-six years old. at the age of twenty-one, his father took retirement and handed the company to him. he became the ceo of the kamiyama group. women have been throwing themselves at him. to get his attention, some women even spread rumors that they have slept with him or they are dating him. he never paid any attention to them. he has been single since birth. he has not touched a woman other than the one who is yelling obscenities beneath him.

he has no idea when this woman took off her clothes on her own. now, she is trying to blame him for things that he never did.

that's not all. she is even acting disgusted. rotten. diseased. playboy. bastard. even hiv?

what hasn't she called him yet?

his eyes linger to her pale, round, and erect bosoms. his throat is parched. he feels burning blood rushing through his body when he realizes that those were that softness that he felt earlier when she was lying on the top of him. he stares at her intently.

"if you take back your words and apologize, i will let you go," he tells her quietly.

she rolls her eyes at him. "what can you do now? you have already taken away my chastity. why do you keep looking at my boobs? do you want to **** me again?"

the final cord of reason snaps inside him. her naked body and her words are raising his temper and temperature at the same time. he finally loses it and pulls over his shirt.

***

sexy.

i look at his sculpted body. his muscles are toned. he eyes me darkly with hate, anger, and desire. i wonder if he is going to do it to me again. then, i look at his body. if he has already done it to me once, it won't change anything if we do it again. i might as well enjoy it this time.

"will you take back your words?" his face comes closer to mine. "i will let you go now if you take back your words and apologize."

"never," i smirk at him.

"don't regret this later." he growls at me.

"you will be the one who will regret this." i laugh at him. i feel hot when his smouldering eyes wander on my body. i want him to do it to me. i want to touch him.

he puts his mouth over mine. i have never been kissed before. well, i don't remember last night. i moan in pleasure when his hands squeeze my bosoms hard. he slid his tongue inside my mouth. he explores every nook and cranny inside my mouth. his vigorously massages my breasts. he starts playing with my nipples.

he stops and looks into my eyes. i am gasping for air. there is the only hot desire in them. he throws away the final piece of his clothing. i look at his erect manhood. i find relief when i see that his thing is not diseased.

he spreads my legs and looks between my thighs. i sigh when i see him licks his juicy lips. his rod becomes thicker and hard. i cry out when he suddenly inserts his two fingers in there. he smiles darkly at me.

"you are wet." his voice is husky. "you want me."

"like you don't want to fuck me right now." i glance at his cock.

"kamiyama, i hate you the most in this world."

***

"this hate is mutual." he grabs her waist. he puts the tip in my entrance. she won't be arguing with him in a while.

she bites her lips when his dick hits her barrier. suddenly, she yells. "i change my mind. get out of there."

what? get out of where? he stops pushing. is she serious?

"your dick is too big. it hurts." she tries to push him away. "get it out. i don't want to do it."

kiyohira looks at her with disbelief. his dick is throbbing to fuck her. she wants him to pull it out now?

"if you apologize, i will pull it out."

"no!"

with one hard push, he shoves it inside her. she cries out loud in pain. he doesn't stop moving.

"hurts." tears rolls on her cheeks. "kamiyama, why does it hurt?

haven't we done it already?"

is she still going on about that? "when did we do it? last night, we only slept together. you were the one who put the false blame on me for revenge."

"what?" she looks shocked.

judging from her expressions, he suddenly realizes the situation. it seems like there has been a misunderstanding. however, he doesn't stop his actions.

"we didn't do it last night." his hip drives hard against hers. "we are doing now."

"kamiyama, you bastard!" she scratches his chest in fury. "you should have said it clearly. you trickster!"

"does it hurt now?" he suddenly stops moving and pulls it out. he grins at her. his erection isn't gone. "do you want me to stop?"

she eyes it and gulps. "no, it doesn't hurt. you can continue."