Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
And then he pushes that big cock inside, filling every inch of me. A moan escapes my lips and every nerve in my body is awake and vibrating with pleasure. He rocks his hips, pushing in deeper before slowly pulling the length of his cock in again. He does it again.
And again.
Then he speeds up his movements and I feebly bend one leg up, trying to hook it around him as he fucks me hard and fast. I buck my hips and he hits me at a new angle, pushing me over the edge.
“Holy…fuck…” I pant, fingers starting to tremble as yet another orgasm builds inside me. I’ve been shy in the bedroom before, embarrassed by completely natural things my body is doing. But right now, I don’t care. Because this is the only time we’ll ever see each other, and I’m not afraid to be selfish and demand to be pleasured exactly as I want to be. My head falls to the side and I get my other leg hooked around Mason’s waist. He keeps fucking me, pelvis rubbing against me in just the right way.
My fingers press into his flesh as I come again, pussy contracting around his cock. He buries his face in my neck, pushing in balls deep, and moans as he comes, cock pulsing inside me. We stay locked together like that for another few seconds, and then Mason kisses my forehead and moves to the side, holding me against him.
My body is humming, overdosed on pleasure. I just had sex with Mason Harris—and it was fucking amazing. But more so, it felt right emotionally and I tell my brain to just shut the fuck up and enjoy this moment before I overthink it.
“I like this.” I close my eyes and hook my leg over Mason’s.
“I do too.” He lazily traces his fingers up and down my side. “And I like you.”
I smile, splaying my fingers over his chest. “Good. It would be a little awkward if you didn’t. And I like you too.”
He pulls me a little closer and kisses the top of my head. My eyes flutter closed and Mason pulls a blanket over the both of us. I settle into his arms and fall asleep.
Chapter
Thirty
MASON
Iwake up and find Violet in bed next to me, not Mira. Her tail thumps against the mattress and she tries to lick my face. I pull the blankets over my head and it just makes her get up, tail wagging. I spent a minute petting her and then get up, use the bathroom, and go out of the bedroom, finding Mira in the living room. She’s sitting in a chair next to the window, holding a coffee cup with both hands.
Our eyes meet and I smile, ready to run over, pick her up, and take her back into the bedroom for another round.
“We probably shouldn’t have done that.”
Her words take me aback, stopping me in my tracks. That was not what I was expecting to hear after a night of mind-blowing sex and then falling asleep with her in my arms. Was I wrong about this? “Why?”
“Because I’m going to get attached. More than I already am.”
Attached? She had mentioned a no-strings thing before, but that wasn’t the vibe I was getting. Slowly taking in a breath, I keep calm on the outside. I cock an eyebrow as I fill up a mug of coffee. “Is that a bad thing?”
“Normally, I would lie right now and tell you it’s because I don’t want anything serious or something like that because I would never want to confess my fears so you couldn’t use them against me.” Mira’s eyes meet mine, brows furrowing just a bit. “But I’ve never worried about that with you.”
“You don’t have to,” I tell her, setting the mug down and striding over. She puts her cup down and I take her in my arms. “So let me ask you again, is that a bad thing?”
“Yes, because I don’t want to get hurt.”
“Life is painful sometimes.” I run my hands down her back, pulling her against me.
“I know and there are unavoidable heartbreaks. But this…I…I don’t want to get involved unless you’re all in. And by that I don’t mean we need to go ring shopping in the next month or so. I just need to know you’re willing to go all in with giving this try. And if you don’t want to, then it’s okay.”
“Mira,” I say and tip her chin up so she’s looking me in the eyes. “I am. Whatever this is between us, I don’t want to lose it. I want to give this—us—a chance. I want to choose you and see where this goes with the hopes that we can build something together.”
“Really?”
“Nah. I just said that so I can have sex with you again.”