"I need to fu¢k you."

"Again? Are you out of your fu¢king mind?"

"What do you mean? We didn't even start. Fu¢k. Please lie down, woman. Or get in the sitting position. You pick. Any is fine with me."

"Jake, are you sure you are okay? We just finished three freaking rounds now."

Her eyes fluttered open, looking like they wanted to roll back into their sockets. Her face scrunched up as if she'd just swallowed a mouthful of hot metal. Jake didn't mind that. His hands ran over her, roaming over every feature of her body and lingering on the mound that reminded him of a crevice between her legs, where a deep, fat co¢k would be if she weren't short enough for a full length. Pulling her even closer against him on the soft leather seat, she slapped his roaming hands away.

"What was that for? And talking about three rounds, does it matter? That was nothing."

"Nothing?" She repeated a startled expression on her face. 'What the hell is going on?' Debbie thought hard.

"Come on, Debbie. Give me another hour to finish this off. You can't leave me hanging like this. I'm..." A huge grin spread across Jake's face but died almost instantly when Debbie cut him shot, as he reached for the hem of her shirt. Her body had always reacted to his touch when he went for her shirt or her bra, but that afternoon, she couldn't risk it.

"Can you fu¢king hear yourself, Jake? Another hour? Are you kidding me? You wish me dead, don't you? Who are you, really?"

"What do you mean by that? I'm still hard, can't you see that? You want to leave me hanging like this when we didn't do anything?" Jake rambled on.

Debbie covered herself more as she slumped into the seat. "Oh, my fu¢king God! Three freaking rounds that I thought I would never see another day with your hungry action, then you fu¢king tell me that we haven't started yet? Are you high, Jake? What did you stuff in your system?"

"Debbie? I don't take drugs, okay? My stamina is natural, and you should be glad."

"No, it isn't even close to being normal. With this... whatever you want to call it...is fucking out of the ordinary!"

"It's not. We should finish this, Debbie." He pulled her to his chest and held her tightly.

She pulled away from him, and he leaned down to kiss her. She did not reciprocate, and she reacted by pushing him off of her.

"No. You know what, get the fuck out of my car right this damn minute, and back to your hotel. Go and sleep on your money, you stupid fucking sex machine! I'm done!"

"What joke is this? Are you breaking up with me or what?"

"It's no joke, Jake. Go get another hole that can match your fucking chainsaw of a dick!"

"What?!" Jake yelled, momentarily frozen in the act of releasing her.

"Yes. I'm only with you because of your fu¢king wealth, anyway. I can't die before getting it. Do get lost, you damn fucking sex machine!"

"My money, huh?"

"Yes, of course. You are hot, quite alright, which is a big loss, I must say. But who do you think would stay with you with that hell of a temper? And with your chain saw of a di¢k?! Can you see how hard your fu¢king cock is shooting at me right now? It's giving me the chills, Jake." She glanced at his dick, and seeing that it was nearly fully extended, she covered her mouth with her hand in mock horror.

She knew how large Jake's co¢k could be when fully erect, and as it was now, he had only just begun to grow at that point. He was rubbing his di¢k angrily with the palm of his hand while glaring at her with bulging eyes and teeth bared.

"And with you, I don't think I'll be fu¢king a man the same way I used to. You've fucking killed my sex drive, Jake! And I can't forgive you for that."

"Chain saw, huh? Ok. I don't beg women to grace my bed, but the other way around. You should know I only chose you because I wanted to fu¢k just one girl instead of changing them. But with this you've said now, I'm gonna go back to being the old me." Jake smirked, looking down at his crotch, then slipping his pants back on. His smooth abs glistened insight.

"Get the hell out!"

"You fu¢king bitch!"

He slowly got out of the car and stared down at the redhead who stood now, beside the car, as if waiting for him.

"Your car you say? You are feeling home, woman."

"What?"

"I'm getting back the car right now, bitch."

Debbie gripped the door of the car with one hand tightly, pointing at Jake with the other. She stared at him, then at the car. "How petty of you to say that, when you practically swim in wealth. And remember, it's bought in my name. I have every goddamn right over it."

"No, it's not... Oh, you're shocked? Don't be, my sweet Debbie. I was only playing a game too." His voice turned vicious as he laughed and started to walk away.

"Fu¢k you, asshole!"

"I'm not done yet, my dear Debbie... The apartment I gave you, your brother's trip, everything, I'm taking all of them back."

"Jake...?"

"Get your cursed hand off my pure skin! "He roared, slapping her hand off his arm while glaring deep into her very soul. "Be prepared to loose it all by dawn. I mean, every single thing I gave you."

"You can't be serious, Jake." Debbie clenched and squeezed her fist, angry and helpless.

"You should know I don't joke around. My words, my bond." Jake was seething, his face contorted into something else.

"No. Jake, Jake, please. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, please. You can have me now, Jake. Fu¢k me anyway you want to, I'll let you now. Please, don't take everything from me. It's worst death than allowing you fuck me." She fell on her knees and begged.

"You are one funny b!tch." Jake's expression became grimmer. "First, my co¢k was 'the chainsaw' and now, you badly want it to screw you? Geez, you are one hell of a whore."

"Jake? Jake, please, I'm sorry. Come fu¢k me inside the car. I'm serious, Jake. I can't lose everything."

"And I'm fu¢king serious too!" Jake growled.

He began to reach into his back pants pocket for his keys. His eyes were focused straight ahead. The back door opened waiting for him to enter, the engine roared to life and that was when he realised he wasn't with his car key.

While the girl begged in a pathetic whine, he turned to his security guard standing behind him. "Get this drainer out of my sight, and make sure she doesn't appear before me again, or I'll severely deal with you."

"Yes, boss."

"You." Jake pointed at another guard standing just behind the guy he'd just ordered.

"Yes, boss."

"Get me a fresh girl. I mean, fresh from her head down. Bring her to my penthouse. Make sure you give her a heads up before bringing her to me, I don't want a fu¢king baby who can't take my cock. Once is surely enough."

"Yes, boss.