The entire signing, she cracked jokes at me. After the signing, we went our separate ways for dinner because she evidently fucking hates being seen in public with a porn star. She fucked a disease riddle rock star and fucked him on camera, and she’s got a problem being seen with me. She’s a fucking prude.

I’m scrolling through Facebook when she walks into the hotel room.

“Enjoy dinner by yourself?” I ask.

“Who said I had dinner by myself.”

“Well, my dinner was great, thanks for asking.”

She stops at the end of the bed and tosses her purse onto the floor. “Uh, yeah, take-out pizza seems divine.” She points at the open box on the dresser.

“It’s New York City. You’re supposed to get pizza.”

“Oh, you better watch your physique, Mr. Depth, lose those chiseled abs and your ratings may plummet.”

I glare out her while she digs through her bag and takes out a ton of shower-shit.

“I’m going to take a shower,” she says.

“Congratu-fucking-lations.”

“Fuck you.”

“Stop being a cunt.”

“Oh, you know that word is a line you do not cross with me,” she says with a slight growl. Fuck that angry voice of hers is damn sexy.

“Oh, is it? Well, excuse me, prude.”

“Go to hell.”

“Already have a first class ticket. Porn star and all you know.”

She groans before slamming the door to the bathroom. When I hear the shower cut on. I glance toward the door, then back at the clock. She takes thirty minute showers. I can get off in five minutes. Having to share a room with her, watching her prance around in those short sleep shorts, having to ignore how hard her nipples are when she wakes up and climbs out of bed to piss. I swear she wears thin shirts on purpose. My balls are fucking heavy as shit right now. I know it’s sick, but I think I’m getting backed up.

I type in Stone Steele and Elsa on Internet Explorer and up pops the blurred out video. My gaze swings back to the door. The shower’s going full blast. I’ve beat off to this video I don’t know how many times since Jake pulled it up on the TV, and I still haven’t figured out if it’s fucked up that I get off watching my ex get fucked by her ex or not. Really, it’s just that it’s her, and I’ll take her any way I can get her. Yeah, okay, it’s fucked up.

Pressing play, I prop my phone on the pillow beside me and shove my sweats and boxers down to my ankles. At the sound of that first moan, my dick swells. The fact that Jemma’s in the bathroom naked and wet makes this all the more of a turn on. I fist my cock, watching as she grins up at the camera before slipping those perfect fucking lips of hers around that dick. I can’t see him, so I just imagine it’s my cock sliding into her warm, wet mouth. The camera pans down her body, stopping on her perky little tits. I can remember exactly what they feel like in my palms—what she smells like. The thought of how damn good her pussy tastes on my tongue makes my muscles tense and a short groan work its way up my throat. I’m jerking my shit hard, my hand slapping against my stomach. I close my eyes for a second and listen to her moans, her heavy breaths. I’m so fucking turned on right now. I reach down and grab my balls with my free hand, rolling them around in my palm. I’m close, I can feel everything in my gut tightening and threatening to explode, and my movements grow more frantic in the process. Another moan and my toes are curling.

“What. The. Hell!”

The sound of her voice forces my eyes open, but I leave my hand on my cock. She’s soaking wet, with a towel wrapped around her. Goddamn.

“Tyler, what the…”

My gaze drifts from her to the video still playing. “Stroking one out to your video, what’s it looks like I’m doing?” I ask, pumping on my cock a few more times. My pulse is in overdrive, and I feel like a shady shit, but I would never let her know it. “Now,” I motion her away with the hand that has been fondling my balls, “if you’d go back to your shower so I can finish…”

Her cheeks redden as her eyes stray back to my phone.

There’s a low groan from the video. “Show me that pretty little pussy.”

“Like this?” Her voice comes over the speakers.

“Oh, fuck yeah…”

My eyes remain locked with hers. My dick’s still in my hand when she comes stomping across the room. Water drips onto my bare stomach when she leans over me to snatch the phone. I should grab her and throw her down on the bed, rip that towel open and fuck some goddamn sense into her.

“My God, would you stop?” she says with an agitated groan.

I keep jerking my shit. “Put the fucking phone back.”

“Fuck no.” She glances down at my dick. “Stop!”

I wink at her. “Nah, but your welcome to do the shit you were doing in that video if you want.”

The next thing I know, she’s slapped me. I stop for a second and glare at her. Tensing my jaw, I give my cock a good, hard tug.

She narrows one eye and her nostrils flare. She tucks her towel under her arm. “I said stop.” She grabs my forearm and attempts to pull it away from my dick which is now getting really, really fucking hard.

I yank my arm back, and she jerks it in the opposite direction. I pull, she tugs. “Well, this is one way to help,” I say, laughing.

I snatch my arm back, but this time, she loses her balance and falls into me—and my dick. The next thing I know, teeth sink into my shoulder.

“What the—” I inhale on a hiss as I push her away.

She stumbles back onto the other bed and glares at me like she wants to fucking kill me. Her chest is heaving, her hair still dripping over her shoulder. Standing, I yank my sweatpants up before taking the few steps to the edge of her bed. I stand over her, and we stare at each other. With each passing second, her breaths fall more ragged. Rolling her eyes, she tears her gaze away and pushes up from the bed, but when she tries to walk past me, I grab her wrist and tug her back.

“You fucking hit me,” I say with a growl.

Her brown eyes lift to mine. She bites down on that full fucking bottom lip of hers. Leaning down, I inch my face toward her. I leave my lips centimeters from hers, breathing over her lips with our eyes still locked. She reaches up like she’s going to hit me again and I grab her wrist. “You make me want to do things I shouldn’t.” I snatch her other hand and shove it behind her back, pinning her tiny wrists in one hand. I yank her toward me, and when I do, her towel falls to the floor. Her hard nipples brush over my bare stomach, and I fight back a groan.

She drags in a breath and right as she opens her mouth to say some smart-ass comment, I slam my lips over hers. She tenses, attempting to jerk her hands out of my grip, but despite that, the moment I slide my tongue across her lips, they part. I kiss her hard, and she tilts her head to deepen the kiss then her teeth cut into my tongue. I drop her hands and pull away, glaring at her.

“You’re a fucking asshole,” she says. She stares up at me, heat burning behind her eyes.

This is the moment where she could slap me or walk away, but she just standing here, completely naked, and goddamn it, I am going to fuck her.

Without warning, I fist her hair, jerking her head to the side. “Is this what you like?” I ask through a clenched jaw. “Because I’ll fucking treat you like a dirty little whore if that’s what you want.”

She leans in, rolling her bottom lip over mine. “I hate you.”

My hand tightens in her hair, and I pull it, coaxing a slight hiss from her. “Like-fucking-wise,” I say, then slam my lips over hers again. She moans into my mouth. I tug at her bottom lip with my teeth, and she rakes her nails over my back so hard I’m sure there’ll be fucking marks. I grope over her tits, sides, ass before I grab between her legs, palming her pussy. Goddamn, she’s wet. I can feel her swollen clit right under my thumb, and fuck, my dick is throbbing right now. I have to pull in a breath to keep my shit together. She grabs the waist of my sweats and frantically shoves them down my hips. The moment my cock’s exposed and pressed against her stomach, I lose it.

I take her by the shoulders and push her back onto the bed, grabbing onto her ankles as I fall to my knees and drag her to the edge of the mattress. I roll my lips over her clit, barely making contact, but providing enough sensation that her back arches and she squirms. “You make me so fucking angry,” I say before I trace my tongue along her slit. “So goddamn angry.” I pull her clit between my teeth and flick my tongue over it. The feminine taste of her pussy nearly causes my eyes to roll back in my head.

“Fuck you,” she says, fisting the sheets. She places her foot on my shoulder and gives a pitiful attempt to push me away. I grab onto her thighs and yank her farther off the mattress. “Fuck…” she moans when I circle my tongue around her clit. “…you.” Her hands are in my hair, tugging, and her hips are bucking ever so slightly as she seeks that release I’m not about to give her.

I flick my tongue over her, hard, fast—then I suck her clit into my mouth. She slaps at the mattress, her heel digging into my shoulder. And then I bite her.

“You’re a narcissistic ass.”

“You’re a fucking prude.” Straightening up, I slip a finger into her tight pussy, groaning at how wet she is. I stand, then lean over the bed, caging her in with my arms. “And I’m going to fuck that shit right out of you.”

Her legs fall open and wrap around my hips, pulling me toward her. “Go to hell,” she says.

And I slam into her so fucking hard her head bangs against the headboard. “Gladly,” I say, burying myself further inside her warm wet pussy. She hisses and I push in more. I feel the end of her at my tip. I pull back and thrust into her hard.

“Shit,” she whispers, and I slam into her again. Her breath catches.

“Fucking take it.”

She grabs onto my ass, her nails slicing through the skin as I pound into her relentlessly. I’m going to fuck her so hard she can’t possibly open that smart ass mouth to say another fucking word. I can literally feel my dick pushing against the end of her, and I force myself in her just a little more, causing her to hiss. Before long her back is arching off the bed, the sheets are balled in her fists. She’s moaning so loud next to my ear as her pussy clamps down around me. As soon as her body has gone limp, I feel that fucking ecstasy shoot through my veins. I pull out and come on her stomach before collapsing on top of her.

Hatefuck. I just hatefucked my ex.