Hate Sex

It was the night of their next dinner party, and all of her friends were gathered at Tessa's penthouse. The night was clear and beautiful and it offered them all a spectacular view of the city below. Tessa had served them a delicious catered meal, as she did not cook herself, and they had enjoyed a leisurely dessert and torn through multiple bottles of wine. She was currently fetching more from the pantry and was straining to reach a few bottles of red that she kept up on a high shelf when she heard a small sound behind her. She looked behind her to find Quinn slipping into the pantry, shutting the door behind him.

He hadn't said a single word to her all night, but his eyes spoke for him whenever he looked at her. He seemed especially appreciative of her new royal blue dress. It had a deep v-neck collar that showed off her tits, the raunched fabric held up by thin gold chains that functioned as straps. It was backless and tight around her body, the skirt high and body contouring.

"What are you doing?" She demanded, the wine forgotten.

"Shut up." Was all he rumbled as he grabbed her by her shoulders and shoved her face against the wall. His hands were immediately at her waist, pulling her skirt up to expose her naked pussy to him. "Already wet for me, you whore."

He had already unzipped his pants and before she even knew what was happening, he had lifted her up by her waist and rammed him dick up inside her.

"We don't have much time." He grunted as he began to fuck her, his strokes long and hard. His massive weight was pinning her up on the wall and holding her immobile as he fucked her from behind. He was rough and needy, his dick as hard as a rock inside of her. Her body was coming alive and she let her head roll back onto his shoulder as she focused on the sensations within her. Over and over he pounded her, her breath rattling out of her and her tits jiggling with every thrust. Her pussy began to throb and she knew that she was nearing orgasm.

"Quiet!" He snarled as one meaty hand pressed over mouth to stifle the moans that were beginning to rattle out of her. "If they hear us, they will come and there is no lock on that door. Do you want that?"

She moaned and tossed her head at his words. No, she didn't want that but the agony and ecstasy within her was growing with every second that he pounded into her. Thankfully he kept his hand over her mouth so when the orgasm gripped her, her shrill scream was muffled by the flesh of his hand.

"Your pussy is dripping for me." His breath rattled out of him as he nipped at her ear. "Dirty, whore. You like getting fucked like this, don't you?"

"Yes." She tried to moan into his thick hand. It was muffled, but still he understood.

"Hiding in a closet getting fucked from behind." He chuckled as he reached up to pull her hair. He yanked on it with every thrust of his hips. He was speeding up again, if such a thing was possible. She did not know how it was possible for him to keep up this pace but he did, his dick ramming relentlessly into her tight pussy. A moment later he came with a groan, his entire body going tense as his dick sprayed its hot load into her.

Once it was over he pulled his dick out of her with moan. Still he kept her pinned to the wall, his large body hard against her.

"I didn't plan that, but I saw you come in here and I couldn't wait." He informed her. His hand was still over her mouth so she could not speak but she wanted to ask him: wait for what? "You've been teasing me with that dress all night. I just needed to shove my dick in you."

With that he finally released her and stepped backward. Tessa took a deep breath as she pulled her skirt back down and covered herself up. Finally, she turned to face him and found him smirking at her. He studied her for a moment before he reached for the two bottles of wine that she had been reaching for and pressed them into her hands.

"We better get back to the party." He informed her. "But tonight, after everyone leaves, I want you to take your trash out to the dumpster on the first floor of the parking garage. Do you understand?"

Tessa nodded soundlessly. Her mind was already whirring. Did he plan on fucking her behind the dumpster like a street person? But she didn't question him.

"Good whore." He nodded as he turned her by her shoulders and gave her a shove toward the door. Tessa opened it and slipped back into her kitchen before making her way into the dining room and holding up the wine.

"Who needs a refill?" She called as she held up the bottles -- just as if this was any normal dinner. As if Quinn had not just fucked her against the wall in her own pantry with all of her friends so close by. Any one of them could have walked in and found her with his dick buried in her pussy. Tessa knew that Quinn would have loved that.

The devil himself slipped back into the room a few minutes later and went back to his usual routine of completely ignoring her.

Bastard.

Tessa turned her contemptuous eyes on him and tried to make him feel her hate for him. He glanced up and smirked at her, but those blue eyes held a promise of things to come. She felt a sharp jolt tear through her clit and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. He chuckled before he turned his attention back to the person beside him and tuned her out once again.

God, how she hated him.

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Over an hour later, Tessa found herself riding the elevator down to the parking garage, a bag of trash clutched in her hand. She felt ridiculous doing this in her blue dress but she had dared not change out of it after the party. She had a feeling that it would piss Quinn off.

There were trash chutes upstairs so there was no reason for her to be doing this. The dumpster was only for items too large to fit in the chutes. But she was complying. She knew the consequences if she didn't.

Finally the elevator dinged and the door slid open. Cautiously she made her way into the garage. It was full of cars this late at night, but she saw no people. She wondered if Quinn was watching her from one of the vehicles. She had no idea what kind of car he even drove.

Tessa made her way across the quiet, dark garage, jumping at every little noise that she heard. Once she reached the dumpster she threw her trash bag over the rim before looking nervously around.

Now what?

He had only told her to come, not what would happen once she got here. Tessa stood motionless for one endless moment before she decided that this was dangerous to be standing in a dark parking garage in the middle of the night. She had just resolved to go back upstairs when a small sound behind her made her jump. The next thing she knew, a form slammed into her from behind and pulled her backward into a broad chest. A meaty hand covered her mouth and Tessa instantly began to struggle.

"Calm down." A familiar voice rumbled next to her ear. The fear left her, quickly being replaced with anger as Quinn manhandled her toward a large luxury SUV. She thought he was going to force her inside of it but instead he dragged her toward the little red sports car parked beside it. Before she knew what was happening he had shoved her down and bent her over the hood.

"No, not here!" She gasped as she tried to push herself up but his massive weight was pinning her down, just like it had that first time in the bathroom.

"Worried one of your neighbors might see?" He chuckled as he started to pull her skirt up. "Because that might actually happen."

And with that he entered her. Tessa cried out as his dick plunged into her pussy and found herself being fucked from behind for a second time tonight. But this time was so much different that the first. At least they had the cover of the pantry that first time. This time, there was nothing. The SUV beside them blocked most of the garage's view but all anyone had to do was walk passed and they would see her getting fucked.

The way that she was draped across the hood had made her feet leave the ground so she dangled there as he used her pussy. Her hands were still flat on the hood of the sports car as she continued to attempt to push herself up but it was no use. It was like pushing against a solid brick wall.

"Just enjoy it whore." Quinn snarled as he grabbed a fistful of her hair and forced her head up. She had been trying to twist it toward the wall on her left so at least no one could see her face if they happened to walk by but he wasn't letting her have even that small sliver of dignity. He merely twisted her neck back to face the garage and he continued to fuck her hard. Tessa squeezed her eyes shut and tried to listen for any sounds out in the garage but all she heard were his grunts and the sounds of the metal of the hood groaning every time he slammed into her. It seemed to take forever before he came, his body straining above her he tried to dive as deep as he could go. Once he was spent he hung above her, his dick slowly sliding from her pussy and sending cum splattering down the side of the red sports car.

"Oops." Quinn chuckled as he looked down at it. "I wonder if the poor dude is going to have any idea what we did on his car?"

Tessa had no reply. He had straightened and began to stuff his cock back into his pants and now that his weight was off of her she was able to slide down the side of the car and pull her dress back down to cover herself. She kept her head down as she began inch away from him and head back toward the elevator.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked, his voice low but warning as his hand shot out to grip her arm. "I'm not done with you."

With that he gave her a yank and pulled her toward the SUV beside them. He shoved her inside and she was quick to realized that this was his car. She found herself in the plush back seat and he climbed in behind her before locking the door after them.

Was he going to take her somewhere, or simply fuck her in the back seat? At least the windows were heavily tinted so there was some privacy. But people would still be able to see their silhouettes and hear the sounds that they made. If anyone came closer to investigate they might be able to peer through the windows and see them.

"Please, can we just go upstairs to my place?" She was quick to negotiate.

"No." Was all he said as he grabbed her ankle and dragged her toward him. Her skirt was hiked up in the process and exposed her pussy to him once again. There was a hungry glimmer in his eyes as he stared down at it. They were wild and possessive.

"Please Quinn ... let's just go upstairs. I'll be so good to you!" She promised.

"Well, that's no fun." He chuckled as he settled before her and held her down. He was reaching for something and produced a fabric bag from behind the seat. Obviously he had brought more toys from home this time. He fished around inside and pulled out the largest vibrator that she had ever seen.

"You didn't enjoy yourself when I fucked you on the car so you're going to cum for me now. And I want to hear you scream." He informed her as he turned it on and showed it to her. It almost seemed to pulsate in his hand. And not only did it vibrate but the tip swung in lazy circles and the thought of it doing the same inside of her sent her heat pooling in her belly. "Your vibrator was nice but I know your pussy can handle more."

As he said it he guided it to her legs and began to push it inside of her. Tessa's back arched as it filled her up and began to pulse inside of her. Quinn laid above her and moved it, his hands rough as he shoved it in and out of her. It was almost as large as him but felt so much different.

"You like that, don't you?" He asked as he fucked her with the vibrator.

" Yes..." She whimpered past her chattering teeth.

"Such a dirty whore." Quinn whispered as he lowered his face to her breasts and began to suck. Her nipple went hard in his mouth, but the moment she felt sweet tingles of pleasure race through her he bit down on the tender flesh of her breast. Tessa's eyes flew open with a cry of pain as she looked down at him in shock. He ignored her and went to work on her other breast. He nipped and bit, sucked and licked, all the while moving the vibrator in and out of her. She didn't even care that her breasts now bore several bite marks each. They had all sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her pussy.

"Oh god... she moaned when she realized that he was about to make her cum. Her head was thrown backward against the seat as her breasts heaved, her entire body squirming from the force she could feel building within her. And when it exploded, it knocked all sanity and sense from her. Tessa threw her head back and howled. When she finally came down from the orgasm high, she looked back up to find him studying her intently.

"You really love this, don't you?" He asked as he ran his eyes over her flushed face. She hated that he was forcing her to admit her private shame, but she still nodded at his words. "Why?"

"I guess we're all fuck up." Was all she could think to say. He thought about that for a moment before he laughed.

"Ever since high school, I thought you were some uptight cunt with a stick up your ass. I wish I had known sooner what a slut you are. We could have been fucking this whole time."

"In your dreams, asshole." She growled as she tried to push him off of her.

"I love your mouth, but I hate your voice." He informed her before he shoved the vibrator into her mouth. "Clean it up."

She sighed but did as he instructed, licking her own juices off of the vibrator that was still turning and pulsing in her mouth. He forced it to the back of her throat before he pulled it back out, repeating the movement until she gagged.

"That's enough of that." He said as he switched the vibrator off and tossed it to the side. "You need a real dick in your mouth. On your knees, bitch."

He sat quickly up and pulled her with him. His hand was in her hair and he yanked her off the seat and forced her to her knees in front of him. He guided her hands to the zipper of his pants and forced her fingers around the metal pull. Tessa knew what he wanted and needed no further prompting. She unzipped his pants and pulled him free from his underwear. He sprang out toward her and there was no hesitation this time as she took him into her mouth with a sigh. Immediately she began to suck with a fervor that seemed to surprise him.

"Jesus Christ girl ..." He moaned as his head rolled back to rest on seat behind him. "Did you miss my cock or something?"

She pulled her mouth off of him for a one moment, just long to moan four small words. "You taste so good."

Then she was sucking him again. The wet slurping sounds of her mouth on his cock filled the car. He groaned as his hands found their way to her hair and balled through the thick strands. He started pushing her down -- it was unnecessary with the vigor that she was sucking him -- but she supposed that he liked to have control.

Tessa loosened her throat and tried to take as much as possible. This time was slightly easier than the last time. Maybe every time she gave him head it would get easier and easier until someday she would be able to deep throat his massive cock with ease. She reached up to cup his balls as she lapped along his dick, her fingers firm yet gentle as she stroked and teased him. Every once in a while she would moan so that the vibrations would travel through her throat and wash over his cock. Every time that she did, she would feel him gasp and stiffen.

Soon his hips began to snap up and meet her mouth. Her lips were stretched tightly around his dick but she still clenched them as hard as she could as she sucked. Finally she felt the balls in the palm of her hand give a mighty jerk before he sprayed himself into her mouth. Tessa tasted his saltiness as she swallowed, gulping down his cum and making sure that not a drop spilled this time. Then she licked along the length of him and cleaned him up before she lifted her eyes to him. She found his entire body boneless as he stared up at the roof of the car, his chest heaving as he panted.

"I think you just sucked my soul out through my dick." He informed her as he finally lifted his head to look at her. "I need a break."

She began to move at his words so she could sit on the seat but his rough hands pushed her back down to the floor.

"You stay there." He growled as guided her head down to his lap so it was laying beside his limp dick. His warm, sticky flesh was nestled against her cheek. His hand was in her hair but it was not a soothing gesture. Instead he balled his fingers around it to make sure she didn't move. "You can rest there with my dick in your face. Once I get hard again I want you to suck me off again. We're going to do this as many times as it takes for me to get bored with your mouth. We've got all night, princess."

Tessa shivered at his words, because he was right. This was not a quick screw session in one of their friend's houses before they had to get back to the party. The dinner was over and all of their friends had gone home. It was the middle of the night and he could keep her here for hours if he wanted to, using her mouth over and over for as long as it pleased him.

Her pussy quivered in frustration. She wanted to fuck, not suck on him all night. But he was in control and there was no fighting his whims.

Tessa was not sure how long she sat there but her eyes were beginning to grow heavy. Would he get mad at her if she fell asleep? But just as the thought entered her mind, she felt a sharp tug on her hair. She blinked her eyes and found that his dick was starting grow hard next to her face.

"Get to work." He rumbled as he gave her head a rough shake. Tessa complied and took him into her mouth once again. This time he was fresh and rested and it took a lot of sucking to make him come. Yet eventually he did, his hands holding either side of her face and forcing her down against his pubic bone.

"Good bitch." Was all he said as he forced her to lay her head in his lap once again and nuzzle his limp dick.

Tessa lost track of time there in the dark, quiet car. A few times she heard people coming and going in the garage behind their little private bubble, but no one ever seemed to notice that they were there, or the wild sex that was going on just behind a thin pane of tinted glass.

Tessa was soon recovering from her third time giving him head, her head once again resting in his lap, when she felt his dick growing hard yet again. She lifted her head with a sigh and opened her mouth but this time he caught her by the chin and forced her to stop.

"We're done with that." He informed her as he guided her to draw herself up and kneel before him. He was studying her now, his eyes running over her hungrily. His hands reached for her dress that she had managed to keep on through all of this, but he quickly tugged it up over her head. Now she knelt before him naked and exposed. His dick was still sticking out of his pants, but other than that he was completely clothed. It was yet another way he liked to show her that he was in charge.

After a moment of silent study Quinn reached forward to cup one breast. His hands were rough and calloused. She had heard that he was into rock climbing, among other physical hobbies. They kept him fit so that he was the same wall of muscle that she had known since high school.

His rough hand fondled her breast before he rolled the nipple between his fingers and gave it a hard pinch. Tessa flinched but did not cry out. He pulled and pinched both nipples before a hard slap landed against one sensitive breast. Tessa gasped, but not from pain. Her pussy roared to life and her clit throbbed from the treatment.

"You really love this." He observed as he slapped her across the breasts again before he pinched her nipple as hard as he could. Two hands cupped her breasts and she leaned forward into their warmth as they began to massage her skin. He increased the pressure until he was kneading them, pausing to alternate between slaps and pinches.