Angry sex

Aurora’s POV.

Frederick Leaning closer to me, he crossed his lips over mine almost immediately.

I wrapped my arms around his head almost immediately. I was bothered by a whole lot of things, and I knew I could not keep doing this. I was pissed at him, but I needed him badly.

He slid his tongue down my throat, and I moaned into his grasp as his hands spread my tights apart. He drew circles with his fingers against my thigh, and my body shuddered from his grasp. I loved it; I loved every single bit of it.

“Was this really all you wanted? My fingers in you? You listen better; you aren't yapping back and forth, cursing me out and saying you don't believe me,” Frederick teased. A loud moan eased through my lips as he pressed down on my thighs. His fingers slid down to my pants, pulling them apart as he stroked my clit area, causing me to arch my body while I shuddered in response to his touch.

“Get the fuck away from me, you bastard! All you do is lie around; we both know you've been a suc