I Still Hate You

Chapter 33

Ethan's POV

"I'm sorry. Did you just say Aruba?" Corey spoke slowly. His eyes widened. He kind of looked like a goldfish.

"Yep. I told you to think of it as a vacation. This is a gorgeous Island. You'll have a good time here," I said reassuringly.

"FUCK GOODTIME! Take me back to New York, NOW!" Corey was almost panting.

"Jeez, calm down. We are only 4-5 hours from home. You're acting like I took you to the North Pole," I smirked.

"What about my job. What about Ally? She must be worried sick!" Corey exclaimed.

"I let Ally know of my plan. Don't worry, she is fine," I said.

"And my job?" he asked.

"I'm your boss in that company. I took care of everything. They think you went on a conference trip with me," I said. I wasn't telling him the entire truth, but I needed to calm him down, and this was the best excuse I could come up with. "Now, let's not change the subject here." I cupped Corey's cheek and grazed my thumb over his lower lip. "What am I gonna do about this Charles situation?" I glared at him.

Corey sighed. "There is no Charles situation. I was just messing with you. Sure, he is hot, but I'm not interested in him."

"I don't believe you," I grinned devilishly and inched closer to him. Our bodies were pressed against each other. I could feel the heat radiating from his body. Corey fidgeted nervously.

"Ah, you're breathing on my face. Back off, would you?" Corey laughed nervously.

"Prove to me that you aren't interested in Charles," I kissed his neck.

"I don't need to prove anything to you, asshole," Corey barked.

"Oh, but you do. You are under my roof now, so you'll show me gratitude and make sure I'm happy. Don't forget I saved your ass from murderers," I reminded him.

"Charles is the least of your worry," Corey smiled mischievously.

"Excuse me?" I gave him a puzzled look.

Corey placed his hand on my chest and pushed me off. "Don't forget Jacob and I were together. He took me and not because he wanted to play tennis with me," he said in a sarcastic tone.

That's right. I forgot about what happened back there. I was so thrilled with Corey being here, I didn't think about him and Jacob being intimate.

"What did you do with him? Did he touch you?" I clenched my jaw. I didn't want to hear the truth, but at the same time, I needed to know what I was dealing with. Did Corey like that jerk back? Did he want to be with him?

"Touch me? Oh honey, we did a lot more than touching," Corey said. His eyes were glinting. Is he trying to piss me off?

Rage boiled inside me. I wanted to grab him by his throat and tell him to take back what he said just now, but I wanted to know more. "What did he do?" I asked grimly.

"He didn't do anything. The real question is, what did I do to HIM. The answer is simple. I fucked him, and I fucked him good," Corey smirked.

Oh, he looks like he was proud of his achievement. He won't be for too long, I thought.

"I'm going to give you five minutes to change your statement," I said slowly and menacingly.

"Unlike you, he wasn't afraid to let me be the top, so I put my cock inside him and made him feel good. And I loved how nice and tight he was. And then he put my thing in his mouth and made me feel good. I'm sorry to say Ethan. You aren't the only one who does it for me. What do you think about that?" Corey sneered. He stared at me intensely and waited for my answer. His eyes were challenging me to get angry.

I grabbed the back of his head. "I guess you'll now make it up to me for being a slut," I said.

"What are you..."

I pushed him down on the floor, my hand still firmly gripping his hair. I unzipped my pants, and pretty soon, Corey was staring at my erection. I had my hands on his shoulders, pushing him down so he couldn't get up.

"You are going to have to go ahead and make me feel good, so I forgive you for what you did with Jacob," I ordered.

"I don't think so," Corey said. He had a glimmer of amusement in his eyes. Little Corey enjoys being roughed up, eh?

I shoved the tip of my dick on Corey's lips. "Suck my cock before I get angry for real," I ordered again.

Corey looked at it for a moment. His eyes were hungry, as if he wanted to devour my penis. He grabbed it all of a sudden then put it in his mouth.

"That's it, baby. Make me come," my voice was hoarse and barely audible. "Ohh...fuck..." I moaned as I felt his tongue swirling around as he licked and sucked my cock. He moved his hand up and down to stimulate me further. I took my cock out of his mouth and pulled his head back so he'd be forced to look at me.

"You'll never talk about another guy as long as you're with me," I said.

"Make me. You aren't the only one who gets me off. I'll probably think about Charles while I jerk off tonight," he let out a burst of nervous laughter.

Oh, he is gonna get it, I thought to myself.

"That's it. I'm gonna have to punish you," I grinned, then shoved my cock all the way inside his mouth, choking him almost. I had a firm grasp on the back of his head, so he couldn't move away. I thrust into his mouth, enjoying the wetness and warmth from it. He didn't fight me back. Instead, he gripped my ass and moved his head forward and backward.

"Fuck...you're amazing at this," I groaned as I found my release right inside his mouth. "Swallow everything. You're mine after this." I announced.

Corey didn't even hesitate and swallowed every last drop.

"Are you happy now?" Corey asked.

Oh, I am.