when the sun goes down

ERIC JAMES CARTER. Eric, 28, mechanic, Florida native, living in Los Angeles, asshole and that's it.

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Casey: breath caught in her throat as he invaded her personal space. How had she been with him? How did she know that behind his anger and behind everything that there was a deeper person. She hated knowing that there had once been a person that cared about her behind those eyes. "You're a fucking coward, Eric."She held onto the porcelain sink for strength. "I never fucked anyone else when I was with you. You thought I did, but I sure as shit didn't. I was with you until you got possessive and didn't want me looking at anyone other than you." Even with what she was saying she felt as if she hadn't taken a breath. "Whatever. It doesn't matter any more. Fuck you Eric." Leaving the door open as she exited the bathroom she didn't even bother looking for her shoes again before leaving his apartment.

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Casey: practically scrubbing at her skin she came out just ten minutes later leaving the hot water running just to spite him. Dressed already even if her blonde hair still dripped she came out guns blazing. "You know what? You're lucky you /ever/ got to fuck me." Where the fuck were her shoes? The hot water still running she distracted him to leave him with just the cold water to shower with. "I don't know what I ever saw in you or how in the hell I even thought I fell-" Casey stopped her own sentence short before she said more than she should have. Eyes locking with his she felt her stomach churn. "I hate you."

Eric: rolled his eyes as she spoke about how lucky he was for getting to fuck her. As if it wasn't the other way around. "Lucky? As if you were that selective or any fucking shit like that." He scoffed and entered the bathroom, not closing the door knowing she would come back with something else to say. That petty bitch, he thought as he saw the hot water still running. Eric turned off the water turned around to face her, walking towards her until he stood merely inches away from her, still naked. "Oh really? Well, I don't know what I saw in you either, bitch. Get the fuck out of here," he spoke in a harsh tone as he looked into her eyes, but it wasn't a tender look. He fucking wished he could do some harm on her with a look, and without saying nothing, he turned around one more time and stepped into the shower, turning on the water one more time.

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Casey: tried not to contemplate what had just happened even as his warm come sprayed onto her skin. Hips already sore she pulled away from Eric. Standing up she moved her hair. "Shit," she began. "I've got to go." Walking across his apartment like she had plenty of times before she grabbed at her clothes on the floor. Turning around towards the bathroom she figured she could just rinse off after what she had done. Even if she didn't want to spend more time in his apartment she absolutely couldn't leave without trying to wash him off her body. "This didn't mean anything," she pointed back at him before cringing. "And it's never happening again. We're over." Again she surveyed his body still trying not to focus on his abs. Damn those abs, damn his body. "Fuck," she repeated as she tossed her head back slamming the bathroom door closed to prove a point.

Eric: stepped back from her, not even imagining she would storm off to pick up her clothes. "I was going to kick you out anyways," he shrugged as he spoke, turning his head each time she moved around his apartment- still in her naked glory. "You think I want this to mean anything? Really?" Eric raised his eyebrow as he followed to the bathroom, standing at the door. He couldn't help but smirk as he felt her eyes on his, scanning his body and ogling him. "If it wasn't for the fact you basically made your way into my apartment without even being invited, you wouldn't have fucked me one more time, so you're welcome for the rough sex," he teased her, standing there with his hands on his hips, still naked as the day he was born, and then she closed the bathroom door. "Don't fucking waste the hot water, I have to shower too!" he shouted from the door.

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Casey: was sure that her ass would be red for hours. The way he smacked her, the way he was rough only served to spur on her impending orgasm. Closing her eyes and gasping she stopped over thinking and let her body take over. "Fuck," she moan moving her arm and biting into her bicep. Her core tightened as she continued to chase her bliss. "I fucking hate you," she didn't look back. "Don't stop." Casey pushed back faster her body curving inward as she climaxed. Pulling her body away from his thumb she still moved against him as she rode out her orgasm. "Don't." She paused realizing that he was going to come soon enough just as he had warned. "Don't come inside me." Still she moved at a quick rhythm, now feeling aftershocks of her orgasm. "Come on my ass," she suggested, telling him without directly saying so that he needed to pull out.

Eric: almost came when he felt her walls tightening around him, but he refrained from doing so as he waited for her orgasm, something that happened after a few thrusts. "Fuck, Casey," he cursed as he stayed still for a second inside her, waiting for her to ride her orgasm before pulling out, pumping his dick a couple of times and rubbing the tip of his cock against her ass, a friction that made him come on her ass, spilling his cum all over her creamy and rounded ass while he let out a moan due to the pleasure. Eric kept grinding against her butt while holding onto her hips until he was completely done, letting out a breath. "Holy fuck," that was all he could say after having messy, hot sex that would never happen again with her ex.

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Casey's: eyes rolled back as she let pleasure take over her. Moaning as her voice vibrated in her throat she could feel her body wanting to release. She could tell that her body wanted wouldn't be able to handle much longer. Still she pushed her limits, bowing her head forward as he tugged. Not wanting to say that she missed him, she knew this was what she had come for. “You shut up,” she pushed against his abs with her body at an angle. “Don’t fucking tell me to shut up.” She growled before she screamed as he hit a spot deep within her. “Right there,” she changed her tone pushing against him. “Roght fucking there.” Usuaññy now would have been where she would have slipped dome loving pet name; baby, daddy, anything to lure him into continuing. Instead she moaned his name, a slower pace set by her before she realized what she was doing. This wasn’t her boyfriend. This was her ex. He was some asshole that she couldn’t stop thinking of and who she was just fucking to get over. Her slick walls slipped him in and out of her with ease. Not wanting to look back at him she stopped moving and stayed stable. “You arent going to make me do anything,” she mused in a low tone just audible enough for him to hear amidst his groans. Still her body was starting to feel sore. She spread her legs even more, her knees going further apart in preparation for whatever he thought he was going to make her do next, not knowing that he was falling into a false sense of command.

Eric: smacked her ass one more time. "You shut up," he growled against her ear after leaning in, "you're not going to tell me to shut up," he said between grunts every time he thrusted into her and went back to his original position, but when she moaned her name, he knew he hit the right spots that drove her crazy. If there was something Eric was good at besides fixing cars and motorbikes, was at giving orgasms. "Fuck yes," he moaned and a smug smile was formed on his lips, proud of it. Even if she stayed still, he didn't stop thrusting into her because he was seeking for that release he needed. "Fuck, I'm close," he moaned as he took advantage of the new position, entering her on this new angle deeper and harder as he placed his hand between her legs to rub her clit with his fingers. "Fuck, come for me," he growled, trying to hold his orgasm until she came to prove her a point while rubbing her clit with his thumb at a rather quick pace.

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Casey: His tip teasing her asshole sent a shiver down her spine.even if she hadn’t yet granted him anal, the thought of it being a possibility even now as she thought of him being rough with her. The threat although a possibility couldn’t have been taken more lightly by her. “Shut up,” she began. “No you won’t. You love this cunt, don’t you.” Gasping and shutting her eyes as he entered her he didn’t even give her much time to adjust to his huge length before he continued. Clutching at the cushions to brace herself she moved at his same rapid pace. Her ass made slapping noises against his skin as she chased pain that she loved while fucking him. “You fucking love how I feel around you,” she tightened her pussy against him proving a point. Fucking him while she practically did her kegels she pushed back against him. “Pull my hair,” she asked as she tossed her head back. Feeling her center sensitive to any bit of his fingers she tried reaching for his hand to pull it away. “Don’t make me come so quick.” She closed her eyes and continued. “Fucking dumbass.” She expected some retaliation from calling him anything other than sex god. Moaning and biting her lip she disguised her moan as a deep inhale. Back arching as she pushed back to take all of him into her. “Pussy.” She insulted him again. “Harder.” She reached her arms back for him to take and bend so that he could pull her and grip on to next.

Eric: smirked when he heard her gasp now she couldn't see how satisfied he was by the noise, but she could tell by the grunt that left his lips every time he thrusted into her. "Shut up," he just said before smacking her ass, hard enough to leave a red hand on her cheek and to encourage her to keep moving. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath when he felt her walls tightening around his cock, trying to not moan and keep his cool. Eric pulled her hair back hard enough to elicit a reaction from her as he slammed into her harder this time, pulling his wrist from her grip and tangling that hand on her hair. "Fucking shut up," he growled as he kept Casey's head down while his other hand smacked her ass again, grunting each time he thrusted into her. He couldn't deny that fucking her was incredibly hot, but he wouldn't say that out loud to make her happy. He would just limit himself to fuck her hard enough to make her remember that night for a while, to leave his mark on her body after fucking her for a long time. "Don't make me shut you up."

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Casey: smirked with the satisfaction of knowing that she hadn't done what he directly wanted. Sucking in her breath as he grabbed her wrists she gave him a hard look. Still she knew what this was. At least he was going to give her what her body craved. Still pulling her wrists away from him she turned around, poking her ass in the air and keeping her legs spread for him. He got a good view of her waxed body. "Asshole," she growled as she insulted him. Still she pointed her toes and rested back a bit so that her lit was exposed. "Just fuck me." She writhed her hips closer to his. "Make me scream." Not that she doubted he could do that, she still knew that this was something she shouldn't have been doing.Watching him stroke himself only made her mouth water, her body tingle with just wanting him. In the pit of her stomach she craved him even more. Still not giving him the satisfaction of letting him hear her beg she tossed her head back and let her fingers go to her cit. "Or I can just make myself moan."

Eric: "Cunt," he replied as a comeback as he grabbed her ass roughly, squeezing it harshly while his dick grazed her asshole before it even touched her entrance to tease her, but he felt her hand on her clit and that was not going to happen. If he was going to fuck her, her hands couldn't be on her body or even on his. If there was any benefits of fucking women doggy style, was the fact that he didn't have to see their face and he got a pretty good view of their asses and pussy, which were huge pluses to him. "Your hand goes here again and I'll fucking kick you out without an orgasm," he growled before removing her hand from her clit with force, grabbing her wrist forcefully and replacing her fingers for his. Without giving her any warning, he entered her with a swift move, keeping his fingers on her clit while holding her hip with the other tightly. Eric knew he would leave marks there too and that would be a reminder of what she would be missing after this. "Fuck," he groaned before he started to move within her, picking up a rather fast pace while rubbing her clit with his thumb at the same pace.

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Casey: Harsh breaths against the wall as his lips were near her ear. She hated that she was giving him this much power. "Fuck you," she spat not complying at first still with the way she was exposed to him she felt like there was no turning back. She reached behind her towards her bra. Shedding off her garment she dropped it to the floor. "I don't want you to fuck me in your bed." Did he not know what this was? Did he not understand that this wasn't supposed to be some tender moment where he held her in bed after reminding her of what they once had? She knew that he wanted her, if not he wouldn't have given her conditions. He would have just told her no and told her to leave. Trying to switch the roles on him she pushed off the wall. Sauntering to his couch she spread herself giving him a view of her partially covered pussy. Lifting her hips and taking off her skirt and underwear at the same time she now at least agreed with one of the things he wanted from her. "Come fuck me." Hand slipping between her thighs she teased, her wet folds on display. She bit her lip keeping eye contact with him as she writhed her hips. "You need to fuck me."

Eric: followed her with his eyes as she walked away from the wall and sauntered to his couch while getting naked at the same time, and he couldn't help but turn around to watch that. He couldn't deny Casey was crazy sexy and that she could drive a guy insane because she was insanely hot, even if the personality could also have something to do later on if you were around her enough to see it in action. "Okay," he mused under his breath while looking at her with a smirk on his lips as he unzipped his pants. "Although I was hoping to hear you beg for me instead of telling me how much I want to fuck you." He broke eye contack with her to pull his jeans and boxers down his legs, and he realized he couldn't see her face while fucking her, so things had to change. "Bend over for me," he demanded after kicking out the remaining of his clothes, fixating his gaze on her naked body and her hand between her legs. She was right on one thing: he fucking wanted her. Eric stepped towards her and stood near her, stroking himself to get it ready with one hand while removing hers from her core by grabbing her wrist. "Fucking. Bend. Over."

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Casey: She questioned what she was doing. She knew she had to stop and yet she couldn't find it in herself to do so. Missing the way he kissed her neck she only pulled his hair more encouraging him to leave a dark mark on her skin. "I know you want to." Casey pressed her ass into him more Reaching her hands behind her she pulled him closer while she wiggled her ass against his front. Pulling up her skirt she showed her lace thong, only accentuating her ass. Putting more space between her body and the wall she bent over more. "Hurt me," she whispered. Knowing that in a small way she hurt him with their breakup she hoped he wouldn't just leave her just wanting him like he could. Not wanting to look at him again she palmed his front feeling his cock that she had missed. Encouraging him to slap her ass she moved her hips from side to side. Guiding his other hand she placed his palm on her neck so that he could hold her and feel how quick her pulse was racing for him.

Eric: knew that this scenario was crazy. He had his ex there, showing him her amazing ass, bending over and giving him a nice view of it while pressing it against his still covered cock, which was becoming a bulge in his jeans, but he wasn't going to give it to her just because he wanted to fuck her in so many positions. If this was the last time they were going to fuck, he was going to have fun with. "No," he breathed out as he pressed her against the wall, unbending her. "Beg for my cock and get naked," he growled in her ear. All Eric wanted was to hear her saying she wanted him, that she needed him inside of her. "Do that and I'll fuck you in my bed."

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Casey: Eyes still locking with his, her anger boiling over as he yelled back she couldn't even find words to say. She had just told him to let her go and yet he had nothing to say to her. He just told her that it was up to her to leave or to ask for something more. Even more frustrated that he was dismissing her she pushed him against the wall, standing on her toes she gasped as she rushed her movements kissing his lips putting in all the need and anger into her kiss. Biting his lip hard she grabbed at his tank, pulling it up as hurriedly showed him her need. This was what she had come for without knowing it. One last time, she told herself, this would get him out of her system. This would be what would make him let her go. "Shut up," she began between needy kisses. Shaking hands going to his jeans she undid the button before grabbing hold of his neck, resting back on the soles of her feet but bringing him down towards her. "I know you still want me." She pulled at the bit of hair on the back of his neck. Her voice rasped and out of breath. Still her stomach churned at what she was doing. "God I hate you," she repeated for the third time, now hitching her leg and pressing her hips into him in a clear sign of what she wanted.

Eric: It took him by surprise when Casey pushed him against the wall, but what he wasn't expecting at all was that kiss. It was something unexpected, something he wasn't counting on at all, but he gladly accepted it so he kissed her back with the same passion and intensity, pouring the anger he was feeling towards her. His hands explored her back, pulling her shirt up and trying to take it off as soon as possible. "Fuck you," he breathed out before his lips were attached to her neck, leaving kisses and sucking on her skin harshly, even biting every now and then and leaving marks. In a sudden move, he turned her around and pushed her against the wall, his growing erection against her ass. "Fuck you so much," he repeated, his hands on her ass as his lips kept working on her neck.

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Casey: That smirk, that horrible smirk. She pushed him harder this time, being physical with him like she had never been with anyone in her life. "Don't call me that." Her perfect rows of teeth clenched together as she spoke. "Don't talk down to me." The condescending tone laced in every word he said only antagonizing her more. "I can't believe I was ever with you!" She screamed loud enough to show how angry she truly was. He did have a point that she could have ignored him but how could she when even if she wanted to hurt him, she wanted to kiss him. "Let me go," she heaved finally calming down. Her eyes with his. She told him more in an emotional sense than a physical one. He needed to let her go from the hold he had on her. The hold that led her back at his door, the hold that wouldn't even allow her to delete his phone number even after she blocked it. "Stop caring because I know that's what that was." Even if she didn't want to she knew what that first text back was. She knew that that was his way of caring, his way of distracting her from the actual guy she had meant to flirt with. "Let me go," she repeated now weaker than before.

Eric: scoffed when she pushed him harder than before, but he didn't fight her. If someone else would have done that, he would probably punch them in their face, but he would never punch a woman, and much less his ex. A part of him cared enough to keep her around, even if he did that in his own way. What he didn't mean was to let it show somehow, and somehow that got her mad. "And then why the fuck are you still here, huh?!" he started to scream, letting out all he had inside. "I'm not stopping you from getting out of here, but for some reason I can't understand, you're still standing here in front of me." He crossed his hands against his chest, showing off his arms that were already noticeable in the tank top he was wearing. "So, what are you waiting for? Are you here for something else then?" he asked, dropping his hands to his thighs while looking at her, his eyes filled with anger and behind that, confusion.

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Casey: "No, that's not why I came." Why had she actually come. She was the one that had blocked him, if she wanted an actual conversation with him maybe all she needed to do was keep the line of communication open. She pushed him again wanting to create some kind of distance between them for now. She had been the one to break up with him, but she was still the one coming back. She was still the one more annoyed than ever before at his actions. Had she really fallen for this guy before? How had this possibly been her longest relationship even with all of their problems. "I came to tell you to stop." A lie, she would work with. "Because /babe/," she found her angle. "I'm not your babe, and who do you think you are calling me that?" Her question showing the word she had been stewing on. Taking steps forward she reached for the glass on the table. Taking a long drag of the aged gold liquid she cringed. Even if she could take shots at work with the guys she flirted with she had never gained a tolerance for his drink of choice. The scotch burning her throat she pointed her finger at him. "You're the reason why this ended so why couldn't you just see those pictures and leave things alone. You just haaaad to comment." Her rant continued as her eyes locked on his. "I hate you."

Eric: rolled his eyes at the reason why she was there. If she hated him that much, why was she there and not ignoring him at all? And why would she be so bothered about him calling her 'babe' to tease him? He couldn't believe he dated someone as annoying as her. "You know there's something calling teasing and that I didn't mean it at all, right?" he asked as he closed the door, walking towards the table and watching her drink his scotch. This fucking girl drank almost the whole glass of scotch in front of him. That would usually make him be more interesting, but he was too pissed to focus about that. "You could have straight up ignored me instead of trying to come at me, you know. That's not my fucking fault completely then." Eric stood in front of her and drank the rest of the scotch in one chug, feeling the alcohol burn down his throat. He needed that if he wanted to actually talk to her. "That's all you got, /babe/?" he asked, emphasizing on the pet name now he knew it bothered her, a half smirk appeared on his lips as he left the empty glass on the table.

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Casey: hated being this girl. She hated being the girl who was still turned on by her ex. The girl who was easily goaded by a text message-- the one who came back to him just because she didn't know how to give up what was becoming a toxic addiction. Still she turned her engine off parking behind his bike, the same bike she had ridden and clutched onto him so tightly as they rode. Was she really going to do this? Was she really going to go to him and talk to him instead of argue? Could she even do that? Was she really there to just talk? The reminders of how good he was in bed didn't go forgotten. Her body still craved him some nights. As she had said she had been with plenty of guys that were great in bed, but that wasn't to say that Eric wasn't. He did know parts of her body others didn't. It was that fact that was leading her out of her car and towards his door. Not ringing the doorbell she pounded on the door a few times head bowed as she was unsure what to even say at first. Before Eric could even completely finish opening the door she pushed past the doorway. "I hate you," she spat out. "I hate you so much."

Eric: couldn't say he was surprised about what happened. It wasn't a secret that he was an asshole-- everyone knew that at that point, a person who liked to tease more than he should until he got a reaction from whoever was he teasing, and that was what just happened with his ex. He dated Casey for a couple of months and one of the things he couldn't stand was that she was flirting with other guys in front of him. Even if it was her job, that made him jealous, something she shouldn't blame him for, according to him. Except that he did, and a part of him was jealous when Eric knew she was having sex with other guys, something he knew he was good at. Something that was good when they were together. He tried to not think about all of that now she blocked his number and he finally got to get himself a drink, holding a glass of scotch in his hand. Eric turned his head to the door when he heard someone bang on it, leaving the glass on the table and opening the door, not expecting Casey to be there, not even waiting until he opened the door. "And you came here to tell me that? Really?" Eric narrowed his eyes and looked at her as she stepped into the apartment, stepping aside when she pushed him. "Because I thought you made it clear."

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Text: Casey ⇄ Eric

Casey: Whatever. i’m blocking your number.

Eric: stop texting me bc now you're the one texting me. i've done nothing right now

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Text: Casey ⇄ Eric

Casey: [ignored for four hours]

Casey: fuck off. Stop texting me.

Eric: you're the one who's texting now

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Text: Casey ⇄ Eric

Casey: I’m sure. I’ve seen, felt,tasted,ridden, and had lots bigger than yours with no problem.

Casey: not a chance.

Casey: you are right about one thing, I don’t need to continue speaking to you just because you’ve texted me back. Consider this our last conversation.

Eric: sure, let's see if you can actually ignore this. although i'm right about the other stuff. and that a part of you wants to fuck me right now too

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Text: Casey ⇄ Eric

Casey: accidentally sent you a nude does not equate to me intentionally sending it. You’re taking a win even if it wasn’t yours to take.

Casey: trust me, your “impact” isn’t that big.

Casey: no, I realized that arguing with you is like arguing with a brick wall.

Eric: did i ever mention you sent it to me on purpose? no. what i was saying is that you kept talking to me after that

Eric: you sure? i think it is, and i'm not only talking about that "impact"

Eric: or that you realized i'm one of the best fucks of your life.