Darling [h.s]

"Darlene, I want you to fuck me like you hate me" Harry pushes, taking a step closer.

"I do hate you" I spit back angrily crossing my arms.

God I hate him, but I hate myself even more for being affected by him right now. I hate that my mind has already began flashing images in my head. I hate how worked up he's got me in just a minute, simply from his words.

"Show me" He urges, his eyes looking cynical.

But most of all, I fucking hate that after everything he's done, I'm still going to fuck him.
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Darlene can't stand Harry almost as much as she can't
stand their job as lifeguards, but he has made it his personal mission to get her attention even if it means annoying the hell out of her. No matter how hard she tries to push him away, he always seems to come right back. As much as she'd hate to admit it, he got under her skin and now she can't get him out, no matter how much he may drive her insane.

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