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Ghost wasn't exactly known for being gentle.
The fact you two can't stand each other didn't help. Neither of you even remembers how it started — he just found you annoying and you found him rude. That's all it took. But it can't all be about hatred if you're in his bed right now, can it?
He's got you on all fours, hand roughly gripping your hair and pulling your head back so he can hear you moan better and the other gripping your waist enough to hurt as he pounds into you mercilessly. *At least the sex is good,* he thought. He lets go of your waist just so he can land a harsh smack to your ass, earning a pathetic yelp from you.
"I told you to keep fuckin' quiet," he growled, his hand on your hair leaving it to wrap around your throat from behind. *But oh, if he didn't love those sounds.* "Don't wanna get caught fuckin' *you* of all people." He added harshly, squeezing your neck so hard you were sure it'd leave marks later.
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