Page 109 of Wild Thing


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“I shouldn’t have said that.” She tries to backtrack.

I won’t let her. “Tell me what’s going through your head. Don’t be scared. Tell me everything.”

She pauses for a long while, searching my eyes. “I like your family so much, Mason. But it felt sort of dishonest, bonding with them all while knowing that you and I aren’t going to end up together anyway. Isn’t that dishonest? Isn’t that leading them on? Getting their hopes up, knowing fully well that they’ll be disappointed in the end?”

That guilt she’s feeling, I feel it, too. But I refuse to let it sink its claws into me. Not after we spent such an amazing weekend together. “This situation between us is between us,” I say calmly. “I love my family but we don’t owe them any kind of explanation about what we’re doing.”

Karli and I are already under so much pressure. The last thing we need is to be worrying about anybody else’s feelings.

She pauses for a moment. “You’re right. You’re right.” Her head wags a little, like she’s trying to shake off her guilt. Then she looks up at me with a bright and shiny fake smile. “The fact is, I had an amazing time. Thanks for inviting me.”

She climbs onto her tiptoes and kisses my jaw, sliding her hands over my chest in that way I like. Her lips sweep down my throat, muddling the arguments in my mind. She’s trying so hard to make this okay inside her head.

It’s not okay and I know it.

“Can we just go to bed?” She bites lightly at my throat. “I want you to do wicked things to me.”

Her little smirk does a magic trick on me. In an instant, my insecure thoughts scatter like leaves in the wind. I sweep her up into my arms, my footsteps pounding up the stairs to my bedroom. I’ve got my hands on her ass and her legs wrapped around my waist. I’m hurriedly moving through the upstairs hallway, desperate to get her beneath me.

The second I drop her on my mattress, she pulls my head down and presses an open-mouthed kiss to my neck, sliding her tongue along my skin.

“Fuck me,” she demands, her heated words rippling against my throat.

I’m a freaking goner.

I’m ripping her shirt over her head and she’s popping the button on my jeans. The sound of fabric tearing fills the air and clothes are flying overhead as our pulsing need shakes the walls of this room.

Hovering over her, I grab hold of her ankle, kissing a trail along the string of crystals and beads before locking her thigh around my back. Karli’s other leg falls open, giving me the access I need.

As my fingers roll through her soaked slit, my mouth finds her throat, her collarbone, her perfectly pebbled nipples. Her tiny palm finds my cock, and together, we guide it to her entrance.

“God, yes. Mason,” she purrs as I sink inside her. Those slick walls tighten around me, squeezing the shit out of my cock, making my thoughts go fuzzy. Thoughts that should scare the shit out of me.

I don’t want to lose her…I don’t want this to end…I don’t want to be forced to let her go…I’ll do anything to keep her.

There’s hardly any light in the room. Just enough to see her eyes shining up at me, full of pleasure, full of want. The intensity in those pretty peepers heightens all the sensations coursing through me.

“You fucking belong with me, Karli,” I hear myself growling. “You’re mine. Do you hear me?”

Shit—what am I doing? This isn’t what we agreed to. We can’t have this. Am I losing my mind? Maybe that waterfalldidcast a spell on me…

I feel a shudder move through her and her grip on my body tightens. Her lips part to speak but nothing comes out. She just puts that pretty mouth on mine, kissing me like it’s a secret language of our own, communicating everything she can’t say with words.

She wants this. But she’s scared. She’s well aware of the obstacles standing in our way. Obstacles I’m stupidly trying to ignore.

As our lips crash and tussle together, the sensations inside me crest like an ocean wave. I need to come. I won’t be able the hold back much longer. Reaching between our bodies, I find her clit. I apply friction and pressure right where she needs it most.

“Come for me, Karli. Come right now.”

At my command, her back arches and she emits a strangled sound that echoes in the room. The walls of her pussy pulse and tighten, milking my cock.

My orgasm breaks free with the force of a tsunami. When I start emptying inside her, it goes on and on and on. It doesn’t stop until I’m sure I’ve drained every last drop of my soul right into hers.

She owns all of me. Every little piece of me is hers. Does she even know that?

My weak limbs give out and I drop, barely managing to roll to the side to keep from crushing her. Her chest heaves with labored breaths. I possessively fold her into my arms and she tangles her limbs with mine.

We lie together like that in a sweaty mess as my heart rate begins to slow. Karli makes a sound of contentment. I nudge her chin, forcing her to look at me in the dim room.

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