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“Stop it, Karli.”
“No. You like me. Fess up already.” Movement from below catches my eye. I look down in time to see her grabbing my hand in hers.
“I like you? You’re pushing it,” I say, my throat dry.
She ever so slowly takes my hand and drags my fingers through her exposed seam.
Fuck—she’ssoaked.
I’m struggling to find that line in the sand I keep talking about. Clearly, the tide’s come in and washed it clean away.
Observing my helpless reaction, Karli smirks, pressing my wet fingers to my own lips. Her flavor consumes my senses. I can smell her. I can taste her. My nostrils flare, as my demanding erection presses hard against my jeans zipper.
“Look me square in the eye, Mason, and tell me you don’t want to fuck the shit out of me again,” Karli bites stubbornly.
My glare is at odds with the rest of me as I suck her fingers into my mouth. “You’re a fucking brat.”
“And that’s exactly what you like about me…” she fires off breathily, her blue eyes hooded. “We’re adults. And this living situation we’re in? It’s only temporary. Let’s stop fighting this attraction. Let’s just make the most of it. Enjoy it.”
I don’t bother to respond. Partially because saying words out loud seems to make shit more real.
Instead, I grab her naked waist. I back her up until I’m crowding her body with mine up against the bathroom sink.
I prop her up on the edge of the vanity and force her legs apart.Fuck it. We’re doing this.
Forget Rule Number Two.
What is Rule Number Two, anyway?
Catching her shocked gasp with my mouth, I kiss the ever-loving shit out of her, swirling my tongue with hers.
“Mason…” she gasps, her eyes wide with shock as I take control, giving her exactly what she’s been asking me for.
I devour her mouth again, plunging two fingers into her wetness, working her like a puppet.
Her gaze holds mine as she moves her hips, grinding down on my pumping knuckles. I don’t let up, finger-fucking her hard until she’s falling apart on my hand.
Karli comes on a loud, shocked puff of air. The level of satisfaction that overcomes me is out of this world.
She’s panting, a thin layer of sweat on her forehead when her shaking body collapses bonelessly against my chest.
Now,I’mthe one smirking. “How’s that for making the most of it, Tough Girl?”
30
KARLI
Mason scoops me off my wobbly legs and my ankles lock around his back. Our lips engage in a battle for dominance as he walks us down the well-lit hallway to his dark bedroom.
I already know it. We’re gonna be at it all night.
I’m high as fuck off of my most recent orgasm on his fingers. Still, I’m greedy for more. I’m not letting him off the hook. I’m desperate to come again, and even more so, I want to watch him come inside me. Because nothing compares to the satisfaction of seeingMr. Do-the-Right-Thinglose control, knowing that he’s losing control because of me.
Mason seems desperate, too. He tosses me across the bed and reaches behind him, urgently tearing his T-shirt over his head. Then he’s undoing the fly of his jeans. Then his pants and underwear are gone. Then his massive cock is pointing at me like a compass. The whole time, his eyes never leave me. His features are light by the glow pouring in from the hallway, and in all my life, I’ve never seen a more feral creature.
I sniffle, mildly afraid for my survival. This man is going to eat me the fuck up.
Shaft in hand, slowly stroking himself up and down, Mason approaches the bed. “On your stomach, Karli,” he commands. “Ass in the air.”
