I love a hate fuck

There's this guy I met years ago. We talk occasionally, and I like him a lot- he's passionate and intelligent, but he's also a massive dickhead. We always end up arguing about things, and he's very condescending, doesn't relent easily. Lately I've been having dreams about us hate fucking.

Pulling at his hair, riding him standing up with my back against the wall, spewing profanity. Continuing the argument as he bends me over the counter top, using me, using my body.