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His words shouldn’t turn me on, but they do and it’s like he’s rendered me speechless. I guess I might as well enjoy it. I don’t think he’ll ever stop calling me names and at this point, I should be used to it and not let his words hurt me anymore.
Mason gets down on his knees, lifts one of my legs up and over his shoulder, and then his mouth is on my pussy, devouring it. He licks along my slit before moving to my clit and sucking it into his mouth, causing me to let out a long groan with how good his mouth on me feels.
I’m so conflicted. I shouldn’t want this, but man, does it feel so good. A wave of pleasure hits me, and my legs tremble with how good this is.
Just as I’m about to come, he pulls away and I let out a grumble as I stare down at him with a pissed-off expression.
“Don’t look at me like that. You’re still going to get fucked, but if you come, you’re going to come on my cock,” he says with a smirk. Standing up, he pushes me back against the shower wall before placing both his hands under my ass and lifting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and without waiting another second, he lines his cock up with my entrance and slams his hips forward. His cock plunges into my pussy all the way to the opening of my womb in one thrust.
I let out a scream as he fills me, and my pussy stretches to accommodate him. In no time, he thrusts wildly into me while I hold on to his neck for dear life because of the pounding he’s currently giving me.
“I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!” I scream as he continues to slam into me. My pussy clenches around his cock and he lets out a groan. I move my hips in time to his thrusts, trying to ride his cock but my movement is limited as he still has me pressed up against the wall.
“Yeah, well hate sex seems to be the best between us, the cabin notwithstanding,” he says, grunting as he continues to pump his thick cock into me. My pussy leaks, and I feel my orgasm coming. He thrusts a few more times and then I explode on his cock at the same time I feel the warmth of his cum against the walls of my pussy.
I let out a scream at the force of my orgasm and I’m breathing heavily by the time I come down from the high. He lets go of my legs and sets me down on my feet. I almost fall because my feet are like jelly. He grabs me by the waist as I look up at him. There’s no expression on his face like there was when he was fucking me. He’s gone back to hiding his emotions, back to being the closed book that I’ve seen since being here.
“You didn’t use a condom, and you came inside me,” is the first thing out of my mouth after I’ve come back to reality.
“I don’t care,” he says as he cups my pussy. “This pussy belongs to me even if I hate the bitch it belongs to.”
“Well, it’s a good thing I’m on birth control then. I can’t imagine what it would be like to have the devil’s spawn inside me!” I snap at him and then silently remind myself to pay my doctor a visit because I haven’t taken them for a while.
Mason ignores my words like I didn’t even utter them and instead washes both of us. When he’s done, he pulls me out of the shower and dries me before wrapping the towel around me then doing the same to himself, wrapping his towel around his waist. It looks sexy as hell, and I shouldn’t be getting turned on again at the sight of him like that. He pulls me closer to him and then lifts me up and onto the counter.
Opening the medicine cabinet, he gets new bandages and stuff to clean the area with. He taps my legs with his hand and without thinking, I spread them open, and he steps up between them. He starts by removing the wet bandages from my arms before cleaning around the stitches and then gently applying the new ones. When he’s done with my arms, he unhooks my towel and does the same to the bandage on my stomach, cleaning and redressing it.
“Don’t get them wet again!” he growls at me.
I’m confused because of how gentle he’s being right now, and that gentleness brings tears to my eyes. In no time. they’re spilling down my cheeks. It’s been too long since I’ve seen the gentle side of him and again the reminder that he wasn’t always the unfeeling bastard he’s become fucking hurts so much.
Hearing my sniffles, he looks up and then gently brushes the tears that have fallen away. That makes me sob in front of him. The pain coursing through me is too much. I move my hand up to my chest and rub as though that will make the pain disappear.
“It fucking hurts,” I cry out. It hurts to breathe and I’m gasping. He grabs my face and turns me to look at him.
“Calm down.”
“You’re right here, but why do I miss you? I don’t want to because you hurt me so badly. I want you because I’ve never loved anyone else. I’m so pathetic and stupid and knowing that hurts too. I hate how we’ve just destroyed each other,” I barely manage to say through my sobs.
He doesn’t say anything, but he wraps me in his arms, and I lean down with my head on his chest as my sobs continue for a while.
“I know,” he finally responds.
“You broke me,” I whisper.
“You broke me first,” he murmurs in response.
“Is this what we’re going to be for the rest of our lives?” I ask.
“I honestly don’t know anymore,” he tells me.
When I’ve stopped crying, he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist again as he carries me back into my bedroom and places me down onto my bed.
“Get some sleep,” he says, and he covers my body with my blanket before turning around and walking away, leaving me there alone to wonder if this is a change for us and we’ll at least be civil to each other or if this was just a one-off.
