"Jessa, I'm going to fuck you tonight and you are going to let me," Cameron whispered with wild eyes.

Why was I still holding his dick in my hand? More importantly, why was I moving it up and down over him?

He took a deep breath in and hissed with pleasure when I brought my hand up to circle my fingers around his tip. I applied a little bit of pressure on his head before sliding back down to the base.

My body and mind were not even close to being on the same page right now. I wanted to pull him against me, but I knew how wrong it would be if I gave in.

"That sounds like a terrible idea." I protested unconvincingly and yet, I was still gripping him tightly under the water.

"It's not. It doesn't mean anything. It is just sex. You have done this plenty of times before. This isn't any different than any other time. Just think of it like a one-night stand. After tomorrow we go our separate ways. No strings. This means absolutely nothing. Now, spread your legs so I can stick my cock in you." He smiled wickedly.

Cameron climbed to his knees and hovered over me. He leaned down close to my mouth. I was about to pass out; I was panting so hard for him. I couldn't deny how much he affected me.

"We aren't going to do this." I tried to nudge him back with the tiniest amount of fight I had left in my body. I wasn't fooling either one of us. If I really wanted this to stop, I would have just pushed him away and climbed out. He would have stopped and let me. Even if he was being strange right now, he wasn't that type of guy. He knew I wanted to feel him too. We were just playing dirty games with each other at this point.

"Yes, we are." Cameron's eyes were almost black. He leaned in closer, leaving just enough space between us to drive me mad.

I raised my head up and our lips met feverishly. His tongue was in my mouth, chasing mine. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled my body up to meet his. He desperately kissed his way down to my neck and ran his tongue along the uneven edge of my scar. I tried to pull back from him. Having him touch it so intimately made me uncomfortable. I wasn't ready for it.

I saw his eyes look down at the spot and I began to shrink away.

"What's wrong?" He asked with a furrowed brow when I tensed up.

"I just, I don't want you to look at it," I said, embarrassed.

"Don't worry, darling. I can do this another way." He leaned in and kissed my cheek.

He lifted me against him and then spun me around to lower me back into the water on my knees. He placed his palm on my back and forced me over the edge of the tub.

His index finger went straight to my clit and began moving it side to side. I was still too much in my head right now to give in to him completely. My mind was preoccupied by the memories we shared together. The nights he held me while I shook from fear, the days he screamed at me when he found out I was leaving, and the times he made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. It was too heavy to break free from. The weight of us was crushing me.

"Jess, stop being difficult," Cameron grunted like he was frustrated. He increased the pressure against me and started moving two fingers over me roughly. He was going to pull the sex-starved deviant out of me whether I liked it or not. "Come on, Jessa. I want to hear you, darling."

Cameron continued moving his fingers harder and faster against my clit as my eyes rolled back into my head. His fingers felt wonderful moving against me as he bent me to his will. I couldn't hold my feelings for him back anymore. I was going to give myself to him tonight and deal with the consequences tomorrow.

He pulled out a breathy moan from deep inside my body as he continued to viciously force my body into submission. I pushed my hips back to give him better access. My want for him overrode the alarms going off inside my head, warning me to run before I fell in too deep.

I needed him even if it hurt.

"That's it. That's what I want. It's so pretty, Jess. So soft and sweet." He teased my opening with his fingertips and then slowly pushed a finger inside me. I should stop him because he was clearly not thinking straight, but I couldn't. My body was selfish when it came to Cameron.

"Cami." I moaned.

"Are you this wet because of me, darling?" He continued to move his finger in and out of me too slowly.

"Cameron. More." I whined when I couldn't take it any longer.

"You are such a needy girl. Tell me what you want me to do to you." He leaned over me and whispered in my ear as he tortured me.

"Fuck me with your cock." I begged. Not even thirty seconds in and I was a complete, drooling mess over him.

Cameron chuckled softly and pulled his finger out. He spread my legs wider so he could kneel between them. He pressed his dick against my opening to tease it. He moved his head up and down, collecting the moisture from my arousal.

I froze. Protection. We should use protection. Cameron and I had never used condoms before when we were together, but he wasn't sleeping with anyone else back then either. I was on birth control, so I wasn't worried about that. It was the potential of other stuff that bothered me.

Cameron moaned and pushed his tip into me.

"Condom?" I asked.

"I'm clean." He growled like he was annoyed with me. He moved back out and in teasing the nerves at my entrance with his head. The rim would catch at the opening, causing my body to jump as he slowly popped it in and out of me.

"Mmmm... fuck." I screamed in frustration at his torture.

He pulled out completely and grabbed my hips. He lined himself up again and thrusted forward while pulling me back onto him to completely bury himself inside me in one motion. My body tensed and I let out another involuntary string of curse words. I was not even close to prepared to take all of him in one motion.

It had been two years since I had sex with anything other than my trusty go-to pocket rocket vibrator or my fingers. Cameron was still as massive as ever and the stretch stung.

"Does it hurt?" He asked when my body tensed and clenched around him.

"I haven't done this in a long time."

"Good. I want it to hurt." He circled his hips to make it sting a little more as he stretched me out.

He pulled himself out completely and then went right back in roughly.

"Ouch." I tried to push him back a little. He wasn't even going to give me a second to adjust to him.

"You're such a tiny little thing. I love how hard it is to get it all inside you." He laughed like a mad man.

He pulled out completely and slammed into me again.

"Cameron, I just need a second." I whimpered.

"Just take it, Jess. You can handle it." He growled and started pounding into me.

Cam pushed the back of my head down against the tub ledge and tore me apart from behind. He slammed into my spot with every thrust and twisted inside me to make sure every inch of my body felt him. The noises coming from my mouth sounded inhuman. I was mewling uncontrollably as the sting turned into an animalistic desire. The rougher he went, the more I wanted him to.

He was right; I could take it. I just had to remember how.

Water was sloshing over the side of the tub like a waterfall from his constant rhythmic pounding inside me. Bubbles were floating across the bathroom floor with the forced current.

He pulled my head back by my hair and sunk his fingertips into my ass cheek as he rode me from behind. He had me screaming every time he drove himself deeper into my body. He was hammering against me, giving me every single thing he had held on to since I left. He was making sure I felt it too.

So much for pretending we were strangers having a one-night stand. There was too much history between us that neither one of us would be able to forget. No amount of time away from each other was ever going to make this any better for either one of us. This was a terrible decision, but it felt too good to stop.

Cameron slammed into me and knocked the breath out of me. He repeated the motion again and again until I felt like I was going to pass out. I smacked the tub edge with my hand. I swore he was fucking me so hard his dick was going to come out my throat. His body tensed and he pushed in, holding tight to me as he used the edge of the tub to hold me in place. He pinned me down so I couldn't pull away from him.

He pulled my head further back by my hair until his lips were against my ear. He grabbed my chin to pry my mouth open and stuck two of his fingers in.

"Suck them now." He commanded. I began to move my head up and down over them and flipped my tongue around them. He pushed them back into my throat roughly until I gagged.

"You feel that, Jess?" He hissed.

I nodded my head. I couldn't speak with his hand holding my jaw open and his fingers shoved down my throat. I ground back against him and shifted my hips as he twitched inside of me.

"I'm filling your little pussy right now with my cum. You like that, don't you, Jessa?" His voice was hard and low in my ear.

I moaned loudly as I stole every drop he would give me. I was a fucking wreck feeling his bare skin inside me pulsating with his release. 

"Good. You're mine, darling, and you're going to remember that when you walk around all day tomorrow with me swimming inside you." He hissed.

He let go of my face and then reached down to roughly squeeze my ass. He pulled himself out and climbed out of the tub without saying another word. He left me right on the edge of my orgasm without bringing me over. Who the hell was this guy, and what had he done with Cameron? My stomach churned and I felt slightly sick after the encounter. It felt like revenge sex. I was all for rough and dirty sex, but not like this. This was filled with raw pain. It was like he was fucking possessed.

Cameron walked over to the closet to grab a towel to wrap it around himself. He didn't even offer to hand me one or help me out. He left me in the bathtub with my head against the ledge, my ass in the air, and desperately wanting more.

"Remember to lock the front door when you leave." He said, starting to walk out of the bathroom.

"Cameron, I don't have a way home. I drove your truck here." I reminded him as I started to come to my senses. I dipped my ass back in the water and stayed on my knees. Cameron's head turned and his eyes went down to stare at my heaving chest.

"Then call a cab. You can't stay here tonight." He took one last look at my breasts and walked out of the bathroom. I heard him fumbling around for some clothes in his drawer seconds later.

I used the remaining water to clean myself and then climbed out. I felt dirtier than I did before I got in. I didn't know what that was that just happened, but it wasn't what I expected. Not even twenty-four hours back in Ohio and my life was spinning out of control again. This place had always been terrible for me and it didn't disappoint me now. What just happened between Cameron and me only solidified every reason I had to leave.

I went to go take a step forward and slipped on the water. I busted my ass on the hard ceramic tile floor.

"Fuck." I screamed and grabbed my throbbing cheeks to rub them. I was lying butt naked, on the cold floor, in a puddle of water, and staring at the ceiling. On top of everything, I was getting kicked out of Cameron's place, the man I was still head over heels in love with, all after he hate fucked me.

I felt like a real winner.

I pulled up my bruised ass and ego using the side of the tub. I grabbed a towel and dried myself off and wrapped my hair up in it. I pulled on my clothes as quickly as I could and then removed the towel to pull my hair up into a bun with one of the borrowed scrunchies. I threw the towel on the bathroom floor to soak up the water floating across it. I didn't want to chance another accidental butt injury.

When I left the bathroom, Cameron was sitting on the bed in just a pair of black boxer briefs staring at the wall. I grabbed my bag off his dresser and slung it over my shoulder, preparing to leave. I was going to walk home; I had done it a thousand times before. I paused for a brief second, hoping he would apologize to me for acting this way. I wanted him to run over, take me in his arms, and beg me not to go.

"You should have stayed gone." He whispered under his breath without looking at me.

"Yes, I should have." I agreed with him.

"I never want to see you again." His jaw clenched.

After everything that just happened, I knew any hope I had of us remaining friends was gone. The damage had been done. There was no coming back from this.

"Goodbye, Cameron." I turned with my head held high like I was strong and walked out of his life again.