**”Bikini Showdown”**

The moment I saw her in that neon pink bikini, my blood boiled. Not in a good way. Maya, my best friend—or at least she was supposed to be—had been flirting with my ex all day by the pool, and now she was strutting around like she owned the place. Two can play that game.

I stormed up to her, the heat of the sun matching the fire in my chest. “What the fuck is your problem?” I snapped, shoving her shoulder.

Maya stumbled back a step, her dark eyes flashing. “Oh, you’re mad?” she mocked, smirking. “Maybe if you fucked him better, he wouldn’t have been looking at me.”

That did it. Rage coiled tight in my stomach, and before I could think, I grabbed the strings of her bikini top and yanked. The fabric snapped, and her tits bounced free—full, tan, with tight pink nipples already pebbling in the air. She gasped, but I didn’t let go. I twisted the strings around my fist and dragged her into the condo, slamming the door behind us.

Maya fought, but I could feel how wet she was already when my thigh shoved between her legs. “You want to play bitch?” I growled, biting her neck hard enough to leave a mark. She moaned, her hips grinding down on me, her pussy soaking through her tiny bikini bottoms.

I didn’t waste time. My fingers hooked into the side of her bottoms and tore them off. Her cunt was bare—of course it was, the cock-tease—and her clit was swollen, begging for attention. I slapped her pussy hard, making her yelp. “You love this, don’t you?” I sneered, shoving two fingers into her without warning.

“Fuck!” she whimpered, her body arching. Her pussy clenched around my fingers, hot and slick. I curled them, rough, against that spongy spot inside her, and her thighs trembled. “You’re such a slut,” I hissed, working her faster. “Getting off on me fucking you up.”

She grabbed my hair and pulled me into a biting kiss, her tongue shoving into my mouth. I bit down, tasting blood, and she moaned into it. Her free hand clawed at my bikini, ripping the top off and pinching my nipple hard. Pain shot through me, mixing with the heat between my legs.

I pushed her onto the bed and yanked her legs open. Her pussy glistened, dripping onto the sheets. I didn’t give her time to breathe—I dove in, sucking her clit between my teeth while my fingers fucked her deep. Her back arched off the bed, and she screamed, her thighs clamping around my head.

“You gonna come already?” I taunted, flicking her clit with my tongue. “Pathetic.”

She grabbed my hair and yanked me up. “Shut up and fuck me,” she panted, flipping me onto my back. Her hand smacked my tits, making me gasp, before she shoved my legs apart. Her mouth was on my pussy in seconds, her tongue lapping at me like she was starving.

I grabbed her head and ground against her face. “Fucking take it,” I snarled. She moaned, her fingers digging into my hips as she sucked my clit hard. I came fast, my cunt pulsing around nothing, but she didn’t stop. She slid two fingers inside me, fucking me rough while her tongue kept working my clit.

“You—fuck—Maya—” I choked out, my body shaking. She added a third finger, stretching me, and my vision whited out.

When I could move again, I shoved her onto her back and climbed on top. “My turn.” I lined up the strap-on—always prepared—and shoved into her without warning.

She screamed, her nails raking down my back. “Fuck, yes, harder!” she begged, her legs locking around me.

I pounded into her, the bed slamming against the wall. Her tits bounced with every thrust, her pussy squeezing me tight. “Tell me who you belong to,” I growled, slapping her tits.

“You!” she cried. “Fuck, only you—”

Her cunt clenched, and she came hard, her juices dripping down the strap. I fucked her through it, not stopping until she was limp and gasping beneath me.

Breathless, I collapsed beside her. She turned her head, smirking. “Still mad?”

I grabbed her throat and kissed her. “Always.”