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She reaches between us, wrapping her hand around my cock and lining me up with her entrance, her breathing ragged against my lips.
And then I’m pushing her down on me.
“Fuck!” I bite, my head falling back against the seat as she envelopes me in her tight, wet heat. “Fuck, Hannah.”
She shudders over me, rolling her hips to meet my thrusts and working me inside her. Her eyes screw shut and she bites her lip, wrapping her arms around my neck and riding me. The burn of her pussy opening for me only drives me to roll her hips faster, working her over my cock until she’s tightening around me greedily.
“That’s it, little doe,” I growl against the flesh of her throat, using my hand on her ass to move her faster over me, working more of my cock inside her. “You were so fucking sexy back there, baby.”
“Mason . . .” she whimpers, her nails digging into the flesh at the back of my neck as her hips move faster. Shakier. “No condom,” she breathes, but she makes no move to get off me.
“I’ll pull out.”
“Okay,” she nods, even though both of us know that’s not going to stop anything.
Reaching up, I tug the straps loose on her dress and her tits fall out, heavy and bouncing in my face. I capture one with my lips, nipping her nipple before sucking it into my mouth to soothe the sting with my tongue. She cries out, her body shivering over mine and I can feel her walls closing in on me already.
Good, because, right now, I don’t know that I have the self-control to stop myself from coming.
I bounce her over me, reaching between us and stroking her clit with my thumb until she’s nearly screaming from the pleasure. Her fingers bite into my shoulders, spurring me on, but she doesn’t say the safe word and she doesn’t ask me to stop.
“That’s it, Hannah. Come for me.”
I enunciate each word with a thrust of my hips and power into her until she unravels in my arms, my name a breathless plea on her lips.
Two more strokes is all it takes before my cock is exploding. At just the last second, I pull out, coming on her pussy and damn near going blind from the intensity of my orgasm.
When we come to, she’s spent, resting her head on my shoulder as little tremors move through both of us. I take her face in my hands, pushing her hair back and pressing a kiss to her lips, drinking her in.
“You’re mine,” she whispers against my lips and I resist the urge to smile.
Finally, she fucking gets it.
“I’m yours.”
Her stomach rumbles loudly between us.
“Can I get that cheeseburger now?”
I can’t help but chuckle.
“Anything you want, little doe.”
Hannah
So this is what it feels like to be without a home.
It’s strange. I thought I’d feel empty, but really, I just feel numb.
All the secrets I’ve learned in the past few weeks. The people I thought I’d once known like the back of my hand.
The death.
Death brings about a sense of clarity in times like these.
For example. My mother is not a good person. Everyone knew that—fuck, even I knew that, deep down—but it wasn’t until it was laid out in front of me that I realized just how . . . evil she is.
Michael is not my friend. He may have been at one time, but now, friendship isn’t enough for him. He wants to own me and I’m no genius, but I don’t think love bred out of bartering is the real deal.
