"Hollie, do you still need to pretend in front of me? Before you met Dylan, you cooperated with me very much on bed. Now that you have another man, you have begun to resist."
Brandon's voice was cold. The desire in his eyes had long disappeared. I couldn't see any emotion in his eyes when he looked at me.
Seeing him mention Dylan again and again, I was even more annoyed. What was wrong with Brandon today? How did Dylan offend him? And nothing had happened between me and Dylan. Why was he saying all this?
"Brandon, let me tell you, Dylan and I are not as indecent as you think. We're going to get married, unlike you and me. This is just purely sexual!"
I looked at Brandon mockingly and glared at him, unwilling to show weakness. No matter whether I had feelings for Dylan or not, at least the two of us were together for marriage, not just for sex.
Dylan was also a gentleman. We have known each other for almost a month, but he hadn't asked for sex with me.
"You're already speaking up for him now. Hollie Hunter, don't forget, for the next six months, you're still mine!"
Men had always been a kind of animal with strong possessiveness. This is especially true when two males are competing for a mate. That was when their possessiveness is shown.
Although I was very angry, I couldn't refute it. I did promise Brandon just now.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, he glanced at me and then began to tease me again. Our recent quarrel had turned me off, so no matter how hard he tried this time, I wasn't feeling it.
This time, he was not as patient as before. He just casually touched me a few times and then went straight to the point.
"Brandon, stop, stop!"
I placed my hands on his chest and wanted to push him away, but he was like an unmoving mountain on top of me.
His actions became more frantic because of my resistance.
I was forced to endure his crazy demand. No matter how much pain I was in, Brandon didn't slow down. Only now did I realize that in Brandon's eyes, I was just someone for him to vent his desires.
Even though the two of us had known each other for such a long time, he had no feelings for me. Other than venting his desire, he didn't feel anything else for me.
About half an hour later, he finally finished up.
"Are you done? If you're done, I'm leaving."
Enduring the pain, I sat up and tidied my clothes. I didn't want to see him for another second longer.
"Are you in such a hurry to see Dylan?"
Brandon lay on the bed and did not stop me, but what he said made me angry again.
Since we met today, he had been talking about Dylan, which made me very uncomfortable. What had my relationship with Dylan got to do with anything? Why did he keep bringing it up?
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