"Come on, baby." *Bang Chan groans as he pushes himself deeper into me. "Tell me how much you hate me."* Me: "I hate..." *I don't get to finish my sentence, whining while he touches my clit. "I.. Mh..."* "Yeah, baby? *Do you still hate me?" His smirk grows wider as he grabs my neck and forces me to look into his eyes. "Tell me, sweetheart."* Me:"I..." *Something tells me finishing this sentence won't make any difference anymore. I don't hate him like I used to. But I can't tell what it is that we have.* "Do you want me to stop? You hate me, after all. You don't want me to make you cum on my cock hm? Your ego is way too high to let me do that." *He continues thrusting into me while I don't say anything. The only noises I can get out are moans.*