"Look, its my business, not yours." I snapped, staring into his, now, cold eyes.

Two months of dating and we're already having a big fight. Lissa has been a bother daily, always flirting with him and giving me the cold shoulder, but the one time I don't let him look over my shoulder to read my texts, I'm the one not to be trusted.

"What the fuck would you not be able to show me?" His tone sharp at this point. "I don't give two shits if its something rude about one of my friends or something, just tell me."

"Why is this such a big deal to you?" I shouted.

"Why won't you tell me?" He yelled back.

I had had it. If he wanted to see what I said, fine. Its his ass who will have to be offended.

I handed him the phone, letting him read the texts.

He shook his head at the screen.

"Really?" He said, fire still lit in his eyes, walking towards me with broad, angry steps, "Is what you said the truth?"

I was now pinned against the wall, he threw the phone behind him. I felt a tremble of fear and something else, then his hands slammed on either side of me.

"Answer me!" He shouted.

"Yes. It is." I stared into his eyes. "It fucking is the truth, but I'm allowed to be open with my friends and say what I-."

His lips met my lips roughly. Moving in sync, as always, but this time fueled with an angry passion. He began biting down my neck, past my collarbone. He tore the buttons of my Oxford shirt, still biting down my chest, until he unhooked my bra with one hand, and massaged my breast with the other.

"F-fuck." I breathed. I began rubbing my legs together, trying to extinguish the flame growing below, but a leg spread the apart and kept them from touching one another. This leg ended up meeting my heat, which was bare and exposed under my skirt, as I chose not to wear my thong that day. The course jean brought an intense feeling, I wanted more.

He kept biting my hard nipples, and I took a go for it, moving my hips a little to release some tension below.

"Oh?" He chuckled, his eyes looking up at mine. "Is that how you want to play?"

His hands found my hips, pulling me with him, where he sat on the arm of the couch that was behind him. He sat me so I straddled one of his legs.

"Fang, what-." I was interrupted by his leg thumping on the ground, perfectly hitting my clitoris. His hands met my waist as his mouth met my neck, once again. He began moving my hips in circles, as his leg's tempo accelerated. It began to practically vibrate beneath me and I was shaking with desire to release.

"Fang, I'm going to cum!" His tempo, somehow, picked up. His hands pushed me harder into the jean's fabric and I screamed at my release.

"Oh my god, Fang that was wonderful." I began to climb off him, when he picked me up and laid me onto the couch, my ass resting on the arm, placing me in an almost diagonal manner to the couch. His hands explored again, this time meeting my already wet pussy. He stroked and then ran circles around my clitoris before plunging a finger into me, then two. I felt expanded, and come three, I was going to burst. His pumping started slow, then fast, then sporadic speeds. All three fingers curled inside me, and I couldn't help but moan. I cummed quickly, and he pulled his fingers out, licking them.

"You taste so delicious," He said, anger fading but still apparent. "I'd love for another taste."

His mouth moved towards my thighs where he nipped before turning to my heat. He bit, once or twice before plunging his tongue into my crevice. I immediately felt the knot begin to form in my stomach. Fang apparently could tell as he slowed down his tongue's movements, prolonging the orgasm, leaving me screaming.

I was extremely weak and in the midst of doubting my ability to stand when I heard the sound of a zipper unzipping.

"No, no, no, no, no." I squeaked.

"Come on, princess, think you can handle on more?" He said, now amused instead of angry. I nodded.

He took his hard dick in hand and turned me over to where I was on all fours, my ass in the air. He wrapped on hand around my waist and roughly thrust into me. I felt the fire coming back.

"Fang, Fang. I'm going to-."

"I am too!" He grunted.

I screamed as I released the most powerful release of my life. Fang collapsed next to me.

"Next time, tell me instead of Nudge if our sex life gets boring." He winked and kissed my nose.

I shook my head, "Not if this is my reward."