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Beads of sweat start seeping from his pores, the droplets mirroring the flames of the fire and shimmering with an iridescent orange sheen.

Trailing his hand down until it reaches my mound, he starts rubbing my clit with his thumb, sparking a wave of pleasure that ignites in my core, and I gasp out a breath as our eyes lock onto one another’s.

“Do you like that?” he whispers, and I nod my head, letting out a whimper as he strums my clit, his deep blue orbs capturing mine and holding me hostage. “I want you to come on my cock, Flower. I want to know what it feels like when you come undone.”

His words stoke the fire smoldering through my body, setting my core alight and making my hips pick up speed in desperation to seize that orgasm simmering beneath the surface.

“M-Mason,” I choke out in a desperate plea. A wave of emotion passes between our locked eyes, uniting us on a deeper and more intimate level than just the joining of our two bodies.

“I’m right here… I’ve got you,” he pants.

My movements become erratic as my stomach tightens and pure unadulterated pleasure spirals up inside me. “Come on, baby,” Mason coaxes, rubbing my clit faster. “Come for me… let me feel it.”

His encouragement sends me free-falling over the edge, and I throw my head back, crying out as an orgasm—so intense it blurs my vision—barrels through my body.

He follows right behind me, sitting up and wrapping his arms around my shaking body, burying his face into my neck, and letting out a loud groan as he fills my womb with his hot release.

Wrapping my arms around him, I drop my head to his shoulder, my heavy breaths blowing against his skin as I bask in the effects of postcoital bliss.

He peppers kisses along my neck, moving up to my cheek, and then smoothes my hair away from my sweaty face with his hands. Cupping my cheeks, he kisses me so tenderly my heart swells with emotion, my mind still reeling from the sheer intensity of what we just shared.

Breaking the kiss, he rubs our noses together then presses his forehead to mine as our breathing slowly returns to normal.

“So, have I redeemed myself from laughing at your cock?” I ask teasingly, and he chuckles before giving me another peck on the lips.

“Not quite. There is one more thing I need from you.”

“And what is that?”

“Tell me that you’re mine and that I am yours.” He pulls back slightly, fixing his blue eyes on mine. “Be my girlfriend, Ava Richards. Walk into school with me on Monday morning, holding my hand, and trust that whatever comes of it, we can handle it together.”

Seeing the look of determination on his face, I feel that weight bearing down on me lift, and I take in a cleansing breath, suddenly feeling like I can take on the world.

A lazy smile spreads on my face as I give him a nod. “Okay.”

* * *

A pleasant achethrobs between my legs as I slowly rouse from a deep slumber, my eyes blinking reflexively in response to the sunlight streaming through cracks of the heavy drapes hanging from the bedroom window.

I feel the blows of Mason’s hot breath tickling against my skin as he trails kisses up my neck, his hard body on top of mine and his steely erection teasing at my entrance.

“Good morning, Flower,” his gruff sleepy tone rasps, and I stretch my arms above my head, then wrap them around him. “What do you want to do today?” he mumbles against my neck, slowly pushing his cock inside me. His ease in sliding in makes me wonder how much time he spent prepping me before I woke up.

“I think this is a pretty good idea.” I smile, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he lifts his head to look down at me with a sly grin.

“What’s a good idea?” he purrs, slowly pumping in and out of me. “This?”

“Oh yeah,” I moan. “This is all I want to do today.”

“Well, that can definitely be arranged,” he growls, nipping my bottom lip then thrusting into me harder.

Oh my god, we are going to kill each other.

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AVA

My hand flies through the air and slams down on my alarm clock, shutting it off after a twenty-minute battle with the snooze button. I’ve never been a morning person and could probably sleep another hour even though I’ve slept better in the last two days than I have in weeks.

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