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Time stops, balancing on the edge of a pit that will send me straight down to hell. He kisses me until my lips are bruised. Until my body is engrained with him and I’m not sure I ever want to leave his bed. Until I need him.
He fingers me through another orgasm, this time swallowing my cries with a deep groan before withdrawing his fingers. I reach between us to wrap my hand around his cock, startled at the sheer size of the thing. He groans, a feral sound, and catches my wrists, pinning them to the bed above my head.
He kisses me until the heat returns. Until our grinding becomes too much and before I’m on the edge of telling him I don’t care how I’ll feel later, I just want him to fuck me. When he rips his lips away, a shudder rolls through him that’s both the hottest and most terrifying thing I’ve ever seen.
I can feel the desire radiating through him. The tension. The hunger. He wants me, but he won’t fuck me tonight. I’m not even sure I could handle it, but I wants to and that’s the most dangerous thing of all.
Maybe that’s why I find him so . . . alluring. He’s bad for all the right reasons. Dangerous and safe, at the same time. He’s a rocky island in the middle of a hurricane at sea.
My darkness and his aren’t the same, but they go hand in hand.
He doesn’t say anything when he picks me up and deposits me on a pillow at the head of the bed. He still doesn’t say anything when he covers me up and slips in behind me.
Neither of us acknowledges it, but when he slips his arms around me and pulls me back into his chest, pressing a rough kiss to my cheek with a quiet, “Sleep,” something’s shiftedbetween us. Some new understanding I’m not sure either of us want to know the meaning of.
So, I let him hold me. In the dark. Even when I hear the power kick back on while my mind is teetering on the edge of my consciousness, I don’t move.
Because right here is where I want to be.
Safe and exhausted in the arms of a man who should hate me but can’t bring himself to do so.
Mason
The first thing that wakes me up in the morning is my phone ringing.
The second is Hannah’s ass grinding against my cock.
“Mmm . . .” she moans, soft and sweet. I hiss out a breath through my teeth, my cock already rock fucking hard and she’s barely touched me.
She shifts against me and I damn near go cross-eyed.
“Little doe,” I bite in her ear and she goes still. I roll my hips into her ass, my fingers tightening on her waist and her breath hitches. “What were you dreaming about?”
She doesn’t open her eyes, but she chuckles lightly, her cheeks flaming in the pale glow emanating from the window. It’s raining still, and the sounds of water pattering against the house cast everything in shades of blue and gray.
“I’m not telling you that.”
“So, now you’re awake.” I shift against her again, aligning my hips to run my cock over the seam of her panties. I could snap them and sink inside her. With only two layers between us, she’s warm and sweet and I can feel her wetness coating me through my boxers.
Fuck this.
Leaning down, I use my arm under her to tug her to me until her back is pressed into my front. A soft moan slips free when I kiss the inside of her neck and slip my hand down her stomach.
I don’t know what time it is, but I never sleep more than a few hours at a time. Call it what you will, but I’m used to a couple hours a night.
What I’m not used to is waking up to my pretty little obsession wet and wanting.
I knew moving her in would be a bad idea.
I roll my hips into her ass, stroking the head of my cock over her pussy until her nails dig into the skin of my wrist. I chuckle, repeating the motion, and this time, she arches back to meet my thrusts.
“Fuck. . .” I grit. I fist the lacy strap of her panties, toying with the idea of decimating them. They’re in my way.
“Mason . . .” she breathes, my name a plea on her lips and that’s all I need to lose every ounce of fucking self-control I have.
Rolling onto my back, I tug her over me. She comes, breathless as she straddles me, her cheeks burning brightly.
“I have morning breath.”
