**Momma promised you an update, here's the extra update. Let me know what you think :)**

Evan's POV

Rolling over the next morning proved to impossible as a huge, crushing weight was holding my hostage against the mattress. Opening my eyes, I glanced down to Scar, as he called himself, laying with his entire body on top of my own, nestled between my legs with his head resting on my boobs as if they were his own personal pillows. I cleared my throat loudly, trying to wake him, but he continued his quiet snoring. I lightly slapped at his cheek which caused his face to scrunch up comically before he slowly lifted himself off of me and peered down in confusion. His deep blue orbs shown with recognition before they flickered down to my bare breasts, causing them to darken with lust.

"Get up." I demanded, unable to move him off of me on my own.

"Oh, I'm up alright." He growled out huskily before diving down and pulling one of my now peaked nipples into the warm cavern of his mouth. I gasped in both pleasure and surprise before weakly trying to push his head away. I thought it was working for a second before I realized he was kissing his way down my body. I tried closing my legs, but he saw right through my plan and halted my movement before diving his head between my thighs. I moaned as he began eating me like there was no tomorrow without any warning. He pushed my legs up to my chest before thrusting his tongue deeper inside of me as his nose nudged up against my swollen clit. I screamed out his name while digging my fingers into the pillow next to me, trying desperately to catch my breath.

He was relentless, never giving me a single second to just catch my breath until I finally came so hard that black dots swarmed around the edges of my vision. God that was quick I thought to myself as he continued placing lazy kisses all over my inner thighs and lower lips while my body continued to shake from the aftermath of my intense orgasm.

"If I knew virgin pussy tasted this fucking good, I would've been popping cherries like it was my job." He joked while massaging my sides. My nose scrunched up in disgust as I scooted up towards the headboard and away from him. Crossing my legs one over the other and pulling them up to my chest, I glared at him as he rolled his eyes at my actions.

"Stop being so sensitive. It was a compliment." He said flippantly before crawling his way back up the bed and towards my body. I threw the pillow lying next to me at his face as hard as I could before wrapping my arms around my legs once again.

"That wasn't a compliment. That was a crass, perverted comment that makes me feel like some common whore." I spat before flinging myself off of his bed and making a beeline for the bathroom. I slammed the door behind me before locking it, knowing he was right on my heels. The doorknob jiggled before he began pounding away at the sturdy wood. I ignored his threats about him breaking down the door and teaching me a lesson as I stared at myself in the mirror. A weird sense of deja vu crept up on me as I realized I did this exact same thing last night; the only difference between then, and now, was that my skin seemed to glow. My eyes were bright and clear, and my lips swollen and bruised from overuse. Delicately touching them with my fingers, I couldn't help the short snort of laughter that bubbled from my chest at the change I saw in myself. I guess good dick really can change your life I thought with amusement. Seconds later, the door was kicked open, sending tiny splinters of wood everywhere. I jumped back in surprise before looking at Scar incredulously.

"Are you really that fucking stupid? It's your own goddamn house don't you have a fucking key!" I yelled. I growled in annoyance as he just continued to stare at me with that impervious, dark look. I rolled my eyes before reaching in and turning his shower on while waiting for it to warm up. Neither one of us broke eye contact until I noticed the room beginning to steam up. Deciding a hot, comforting shower was much more worth my time than having some dumb staring contest with this idiot, I pushed the glass door back and sighed as the scalding water hit my sore body. I was surprised I could even walk today, really. I'd heard the day after losing your v-card is a constant painful ache, but no one ever said how uncomfortable it'd be when you went more rounds that you can remember. And with someone who personified the saying "hung like a horse".

Two large arms suddenly wrapped around my waist, annoying me to no end.

"Get out, you fucking leech!" I growled while smacking at his arms to loosen their hold.

"If I did, who would wash your back?" His deep voice rumbled out next to my ear. I tried telling myself the goosebumps that arose were from the draft of cold air that wafted in with him when he entered, but I was always a shitty liar. "Hmm?" He asked again. I scrunched my neck to the side his head was nuzzled into as I giggled from the ticklish sensation. I tried pushing his face away, but he just nibbled playfully at my skin while trailing his hand down my navel towards my core.

"Stop it!" I giggled out, annoyed with my stupid fucking neck for being so ticklish unless I was turned on. He chuckled against my skin and it was game over. His laugh was so fucking sexy that it had me creaming instantly. I swallowed audibly and tried to reign my hormones under control.

You will not have sex with him again. You will not have sex with him again. You will not have sex with him again.

"M'sore." I whined, hoping it deterred his still wandering hands. For the first time in the last 48 hours, something actually went the way I had hoped it would as he sighed with disappointment before moving both of his hands to rest on my large hips.

"I bet you are." He agreed before reaching above me and grabbing his body wash. I ignored him as I grabbed the generic men's shampoo he had sitting on his shelf and began scrubbing at my disgusting hair. The smell of sex still clung to me from earlier, and I was desperately trying to get rid of it. God forbid my parents smell that on me when I meet them for lunch later. Rinsing the shampoo out, I kept having to swat his hands away from my ass while trying to condition my hair. The bottle slipped from my grasp as I was too distracted from elbowing him after he pinched my nipple. I growled in frustration before bending over to pick it up, which turned out to be a very big mistake. I heard him groan from behind me before he shoved his rock hard erection in between my asscheeks. I jolted forward, having to balance myself with my hands against the tile wall so I wouldn't fall flat on my face.

"Fuck, you look so sexy bent over like this." He groaned before slipping his cock between my legs and nudging his tip up against my clit. I released a high pitched moan, my knees going weak as he continued the delicious torture a few more times before slipping into me from behind. My mouth dropped open as I tried not to scream with pleasure, not wanting to give his ego an even bigger boost than I already had last night. He leaned forward, trapping my hand against the wall with his own big one before leaning me back to rest on his thighs, bearing all my weight as he pounded into me from behind. From this new position, it was like I could feel every pulsing vein on his thick cock as he fucked me relentlessly.

I realized I was taking a huge risk of catching an STD from him by not wearing a condom, but I was praying this wasn't something he did with girls all the time. Fucking them without a condom, that is. I mentally patted myself on the back for getting the IUD right after Ellie told me she got pregnant because holy shit, it felt so much better when he was bare. He used the hand that wasn't balancing him against the wall to keep me held against his length as he entered me, making him go that much deeper. Not even a second later, he rubbed up against something inside of me that made me see stars and stripes. I screamed so loud I knew my voice would be hoarse later, but I didn't give a fuck about that right now. All I cared about what him hitting that spot again, and again, and again, and again...

"You like that, baby? Like when I fuck your g-spot like that?" He grunted. I couldn't think, all I could do was mutter random noises as I came violently. He followed me seconds later, scorching my insides with his thick, hot cum. My head fell forward to rest against our overlapped hands as my knees gave out. In that moment, I was thankful for him being there as he caught me before I could fall. He cradled me back against his chest before grabbing the body wash and beginning to scrub my skin. I let him do his thing, completely exhausted and not having enough energy to fight him.

After he rinsed my body and finished himself up, he turned the water off and helped me out before drying my body off and slipping one of his shirts over my head. My eyes were still closed, as I didn't think I even had it in me to keep them open. He laid me back on the bed before getting dressed himself and turning on the T.V. that I just now realized he had in his room.

"Food." I demanded while pulling the covers up around my body.

"Huh?" He asked dumbly, tearing his eyes away from the screen.

"Go make me food." I demanded once again, annoyed that I had to repeat myself.

"I don't cook." He stated plainly before going back to whatever news station it was that he was watching.

"Well too fucking bad, I'm exhausted and I want food so I guess today's the day you learn." I replied snarkily before peeking one eye open to watch him.

"I said, I. Don't. Cook." He growled, raising his voice as his anger got the best of him. I jolted up in bed thanks to the rush of adrenaline as I fumed with anger.

"I just took your dick more times than I can count, even after I told you I was sore, so get your fucking lazy ass up and go make me some goddamn food or so help me God, I will bite your dick off!" I yelled, watching as the corner of his mouth pulled down into an annoyed frown before he threw the remote on the bed and stormed off.

"Dick." I muttered under my breath before getting up and resituating myself so that I was lying diagonally across the expanse of the bed, which had to be a california king bed or something similar because it was fucking huge. This position made it easier to stay laying down while still seeing what was on the T.V. Picking up the remote, I began channel surfing until I finally settled for what looked to be a poorly produced thriller movie.

About 35 minutes later, the front door slammed shut just as the smell of something burning wafted into the room and caused me to wrinkle my nose. Seconds later, Scar reentered the room with a white plastic bag that smelled heavenly. He tossed the bag at me before glaring at my spot on the bed.

"Mind not taking up the entire goddamn thing?" He said, gesturing to the bed with his hands. I sat up, but made no effort to move while I dug into the contents of the bag and pulled out the to go styrofoam box that was filled to the brim with breakfast foods. I took a huge bite of the omelet before moaning loudly and shoving another big bite into my mouth.

"Where did you get this?" I asked incredulously while savoring the delicious taste.

"Down the street at one of those run down diners that your snooty ass would never be caught dead in." He sneered, eyes cold and distant. I didn't know what the fuck crawled up his ass, but I wasn't having it. I plucked a mushroom that had fallen out onto the bottom of the box and chucked it at his face, struggling to hide my laughter as it nailed him on the forehead. He whipped his head toward me before giving me a bone chilling glare.

"Fuck off, will you? Just because my dad worked the fucking skin off of his bones to give his family a good life doesn't mean you have any right to judge me. Anything I've ever wanted in life I've had to work hard for. My parents never handed anything handed to me, so why don't you take the fucking stick out of your ass and get the fuck over yourself." I growled before going back to my delicious breakfast. To my surprise, he didn't say anything back to my outburst. Not that I really cared.

"Could you chew any louder?" He yelled, the vein in his neck throbbing.

"What is your deal this morning? If I suck your dick will you shut your damn mouth?" I asked, wanting to put an end to his shitty attitude. He opened his mouth to argue back, but he hesitated for a second. I rolled my eyes before getting up and setting the box down where I'd been sitting. Making my way in front of him, I kneeled down before yanking his sweatpants off. I could see he wanted to protest and continue being an asshole at me, but he bit his tongue. Smart boy.

He was already rock hard, which seemed to be his instant reaction. Gripping the base of his member, I wasted no time wrapping my mouth around his tip and sucking hard. He groaned before threading his fingers in my hair and jerking my head farther down his length. I know he expected me to gag, but I just bobbed my head farther down while staring up at him. His eyes darkened further as he groaned and tightened his grip on my hair so hard I thought he'd rip some out. I reached up and began massaging his balls while simultaneously taking his entire length down my throat and swallowing around him with a little difficulty. After about ten minutes of massaging his entire length with my mouth and hands, I felt his thighs quiver ever so slightly before he shot his load down my throat. Swallowing what I could, a trail of it dribbled out of my mouth before I wiped it off with my finger and popped it into my mouth.

"Are you happy now? Can you chill until I'm at least done with my breakfast?" I demanded, annoyance lacing my tone. He sighed in resignation before nodding and leaning down to peck my lips. I accepted the kiss before pushing him away from me with a hand on his chest and picking my food back up. I ignored his presence as he laid on his side and stared at me. Feeling rude for eating in front of him, I offered him a bite without taking my eyes off of the movie. He silently accepted my bite before chewing and swallowing. He cleared his throat, getting my attention before opening his mouth once again.

"What?" I asked, playing dumb.

"Give me a fucking bite, Evangeline." He growled. I chuckled before forcefully shoving another bite in his mouth.

"I thought we agreed you would leave me alone until I was done eating." I inquired with a single raised eyebrow.

"What? I can't ask for a bite of the food I paid for?"

"No." I answered simply before finishing off the last of the meal. Getting up, I winced slightly as I made my way to the kitchen to throw the empty box away. When I reentered the room, Scar was already dressed in workout clothes and looked like he was heading out somewhere. I gave him a once over before shrugging my shoulders and crawling back into bed, making myself comfortable once again.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked, but I figured the question was rhetorical. Not that that stopped me from answering anyway.

"I'm taking a nap. Your fucking snoring woke me up at 8:30 this morning and I'm tired." I grumbled against the pillow before pulling the covers up around me and snuggling in.

"Get up! I'm leaving, and it's time for you to go too. I have places to be and shit to do." He stated, eyeing me with irritation.

"I'll leave whenever I wake up. It's not like you have to worry about me stealing your shit. You know, cause I'm a snotty rich bitch as you do so love to point out." I shot back before closing my eyes and tuning him out. He huffed out a whatever under his breath before exiting the room.

"And for the record," He yelled from the next room over, "I don't snore!" The front door slammed shut immediately following his words.

I snorted at his words. "Do too." I whispered before falling back asleep.