"Fuck you...you mother fucking asshole! You had your tongue hanging out of your mouth all fucking night staring at that little whore!" I screamed at him from across the living room as my hands moved to undo the buttons on my dress coat.
"And you weren't staring at him all night? You're a fucking hypocrite and a bitch!" his nostrils flared as he spat the words at me.
"Fuck you...I was not...I could see you talking to her tits every time she sauntered by in that slutty little dress...don't give me your bullshit and try and turn this around on ME!"
I threw my coat at him, my hands shaking with anger. We had just returned from the annual Christmas party his company threw every year, and he spent the greater part of the night staring at the bosses' chunk of arm candy and her new plastic boobs.
"I cant believe how fucking obvious you were! Your tongue was practically hanging out your mouth every time she walked by!"
"She's a sexy woman and I'm not fucking dead!" you ran your hand through your short brown hair in frustration as you spoke, "What the fuck do you expect? It's not like I was going to fuck her!"
"Fuck you! Fuck you! Both of us know would if you had the fucking chance...I could tell that just by looking at you! Your cock was semi hard all night and when she bent over the table to refill the nuts, I thought you were going to jump on her!"
"Fine then," your patience snapped right in front of my eyes as you walked towards me, "Yes I would fuck her! I would slam that bitch into the wall and fuck her until she screamed like a mother fucking banshee!" You screamed right into my face as you stood close, your teeth clenched, your fists tight. "Is that what you want to hear? That I would nail that slut right to the fucking wall?"
"Fuck you!" I pulled my hand back, ready to land a blow, wanting to wipe that smug look from your face.
"Oh no you don't!
Your hand closed on my wrist before I could land the slap. I pulled back, a futile attempt as you pushed me back against the wall behind me with your body. You raised my hand above my head then captured the other one and held both in one of your much larger hands, pinning them both to the wall as I tried in vain to pull them back.
I struggled against you, my feet and knees a blur, trying to get a shot in. You pressed into me hard, the cold wall barely felt along my bare back as I struggled against you.
"Fuck you! Let me go you asshole...LET...ME...FUCKING...GO!"
I accentuated each word with a strong tug on my immobilized hands.
My breath was coming hard as fast as you looked down into my eyes, anger blazing you dipped your head and kissed me. Hard. I bit your lip, tasting blood and you pulled back,
"Do that again and you'll regret it."
Your words were cold as you leaned back in and kissed me. Hard and rough. Our teeth scraped as you pushed your tongue into my mouth. I kissed you back, as hard as you kissed me. Arching my body against yours as I still tried to pull my hands free from your iron grip.
"If I can't fuck that slut, I'll fuck you instead!"
Your free hand moved to the front of my dress and yanked. I heard the material tear as you quickly dipped your head and captured one of my now bared breasts between your lips.