Mack couldn’t believe this was happening. She was shocked at her own boldness...the way she’d finally told him off and how she’d wantonly thrown herself at him afterwards. But she could see that he wanted her. He wanted to hate her, and maybe he did...but he also wanted to fuck her, and she wasn’t lying, she needed the release, badly.

When they were younger, sex between them was good...but Ash had certainly learned a few new moves. Or maybe it was just that he was so angry. The passion that was flowing between them was unlike anything she’d ever felt with anyone before, even him. She loved the feel of his mouth on her body, she loved the way his hands roughly touched her, the way his teeth grazed her most sensitive spots. She loved how he was manhandling her...and she wanted more. She wound her fingers in his hair and tugged him up, hard. He growled as his face left her pussy, but he slid up her body, letting her guide him back to her mouth. She licked and sucked at his lips first, biting at them, tasting herself. She could tell that got him even more turned on. Their kiss was less like a kiss and more like some kind of animal mating ritual.

Her hands were still in his hair and one of his had slid underneath her neck and was holding her head up off the bed while they devoured each other. His free hand was down between them...between her legs, exploring her soaked pussy, sliding open her lips, delving up into her tunnel, pinching, pulling, and twisting and twirling her clit...taking her to the brink of madness.

She finally had to touch him too. She let go of his hair and slipped her hands over his shoulders and down his back. When she reached his shorts, she pushed at them and he raised up to let her push them down far enough to let his big, hard cock pop out. She wrapped her warm, soft hand around it and applied just enough pressure to make him gasp. He kissed her even harder and the more she rolled her palm across the wet tip of his hard cock and moistened it so that it slid down the shaft with ease, the deeper the moans were that came from his chest. Without lifting his mouth off her body, he slid it down from her lips, across her chin, and down her neck, finding a piece of sensitive skin and taking it into his mouth. She arched up as he began to suck on her, stroking him harder and flexing her hips into him, trying to calm her throbbing pussy...but it didn’t calm anything, it only made her need him more.

“Fuck me!” she gasped out. Ash pulled his head up and looked at her. For a second she thought she saw a flicker of emotion that wasn’t anger...but that was quickly gone, and she was strangely relieved. Dealing with his anger all these years had been much easier than seeing him in the kind of pain that everyone told her about afterward. She tucked that all away for now and said it again, “Fuck me, Ash.”

He pushed up on his arms and then stood up off the bed. She watched him take off his shorts and reach for his jeans...but then suddenly, he had a change of plans. Instead of reaching for the condom, or at least that’s what she assumed he’d been going for, he reached over and put a big hand on the back of her head and pulled her face to the edge of the bed. Then taking his cock in his hand, he shoved it up against her lips. “Suck it,” he told her.

The sound of his voice, demanding, angry...excited...it excited her. She opened her lips and let the tip slide in enough so that she could suck it lightly. He sucked in a breath of air through his gritted teeth and she opened her mouth wider, taking in another inch of his throbbing cock, sliding her tongue all the way around it as she did. He gasped again and pushed it harder into her mouth, suddenly shoving it all the way to the back of her throat without warning. She gagged and choked slightly, but when he started to pull back, she grabbed the base of it with her hand and pulled him back in. He groaned as she started sucking him, using her tongue to move his big cock in and out of her mouth, taking him as deeply into her throat as she could and holding him there long enough to swallow around it and make him moan.

Ash let her pleasure him with her mouth for as long as he seemed to be able to take it and then with a loud grunt, he pulled away, pulled his cock out from between her lips, stood up again and reached for his pants. Mack adjusted herself to the center of the bed and her pussy drooled with anticipation as she watched him slide the rubber sheath over his cock. His body was so beautiful. He had muscles in all the right places. His tattoos were like decoration on an already beautiful canvas...but his face, those eyes, and those lips...those were what haunted her late at night.

Once Ash had the condom in place he climbed back onto the bed, but instead of positioning himself between her legs he flipped her over onto her belly. Slapping her ass with his palm he said, “Lift it up.” She did, and he slapped the other side before driving that big cock into her wet pussy and making them both cry out with ecstasy. From that point on there was not even a question about feelings other than the ones that his cock inside of her were causing. He clutched onto her so hard that it wouldn’t have been surprising if his fingers actually dug into her skin...but she loved it. She loved him holding onto her possessively. It woke up something inside of her that she never even knew was there. She wanted him to possess every part of her and as he pulled her up off the bed so that she was sitting up backwards in his lap and he moved her up and down on top of his cock...and slid his hands up to grasp onto her breasts...she felt it. For those few, wonderful, sexy, ecstatic minutes...he owned every part of her. She was finally his...if only for a night.

Ash fucked her for a long time, through two of her own orgasms, before he finally held her so tightly against him that she could barely breathe, and had a huge orgasm of his own. He held her for several minutes, allowing himself to recover and both of their breaths to calm down before he lifted her up off of him. He was gentle with her when he laid her down on the bed, but he didn’t look at her as he climbed out of it. He stood up, peeled the condom off, and carried it into the bathroom. She heard him in there running the water for a few minutes and when he came out he still didn’t look at her. She got up and took her turn in the bathroom and when she came out, he was fully dressed. He finally looked at her and said:

“You can go home after you get some sleep. I’ll deal with the police here and let you know if Charlie shows up. I can’t leave right now, but if she’s not home by the time I can, I’ll fly out there and help look for her.”

“You can’t leave right now?” She was still floating on high...but those few simple words threatened to flood her system with anger all over again. “We’re talking about your fifteen-year-old sister.”

The flames were in his eyes again. “You think I don’t know that? Do you think I don’t know how many things could be happening to her out there? But what the fuck should I do, Mack? Huh? I should just leave and go travel across the United States to look for her? It will be like looking for a needle in a haystack and a waste of time. That doesn’t mean I don’t care, or I’m just not going to do anything. The club has a friend in Boston that does investigative work. I’ll have him looking for her, tracking the GPS on her phone, talking to people she knows...Fuck, why am I even explaining this to you?”

“I’m sorry,” she said, suddenly feeling like the adrenaline was gone and she was exhausted. “I know you love Charlie and I know you’ll do everything you can to find her. I’m just worried, and tired...again, I’m sorry. I’ll get the earliest flight out that I can in the morning.”

Ash started toward the door but again stopped before he got there. Turning back around he said, “Thank you, Mack. If you hadn’t told me, I would have found out when the police landed on our doorstep and that would have been so much worse. So, thank you...and thank you for...”

Mack shook her head at him. She didn’t want him to say it. She didn’t want him to even mention the sex. She’d wanted it...so fucking bad. But now that he was walking away and sending her back to New York, she just felt empty, again. Ash gave her a curt nod and went out the door. As soon as he was gone, she locked it, curled up in the center of the bed, and cried herself to sleep.