The headboard banged the wall with the force of his exertion. JC was thrusting hard and fast into the warm, soft body beneath him, making her pretty breasts bounce. His sweat splashed down on her. Tight. She was still so fucking tight after all this time and hot and slick – his personal piece of paradise…
Almost there… Almost… She waited for the glorious waves of bliss to consume her…
He gave a primitive shout of completion. Seconds later he rolled off of her with a grunt of satisfaction.
Kristina moved to face him and waited – Waited for the moment he would apologize for leaving her wanting one more time, for him to bring her close and use something other than his now limp penis to satisfy her – or at the very least, to acknowledge it was her, Kristina in his bed. If he used one of his generic pet names his fate was sealed.
“That was great, babe.” He gave her sleepy smile of contentment. Reaching over, he gave her butt a quick slap. “But I’ve gotta grab a shower and get goin’.”
He had called her “babe” and was already leaving the bed, getting ready to go and party without her. Leaving her alone, dissatisfied, and angry.
Tonight Kristina would make him pay for this becoming an all too common scenario in their relationship.
Tonight would be all about Kristina’s revenge.