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His nasty grin has gone nowhere, making him look like more of the sexy asshole I love to hate.
“What’s the matter, Sydney?” he asks, shredding open my top with an easy pull of his strong hands. My breasts bounce out, barely contained in my bra. He immediately fills up his palms with them. “Do you want to scream and fight as you take my dick? You want to do it the hard way? I’ve got no problem teaching you a fucking lesson. It’s about time.”
“Mason!” I squeal as he lifts me up like nothing and carries me across the room.
The ease in which he does, in which he picks me up, turns me on more.
He’s got me with one arm and uses the other to shove supplies off a table in the corner. Then he deposits me so hard, my butt smacks into the tabletop.
He’s on me before I can process what’s happening. His mouth returning to mine. My lips parting to welcome his tongue, and my hands dropping to his crotch.
Who the hell am I kidding? I want this as much as Mason does.
There’s no stopping now. Something deep inside me has been stirred; something that’s needy and carnal.
That only Mason can satisfy.
Even getting each other’s clothes off becomes a fight. Mason pries my denim shorts off me, jerking me toward the edge of the table, discarding the pair on the floor.
We meet for more rough kisses as he positions himself at my slit.
And then he forces himself inside me.
My pussy’s soaked but taking him, I can feel the stretch—my walls attempting to accommodate a girth that’s far beyond average.
It feels like too much. All at the same time it feels so fucking good.
I moan openly, shuddering against him, resting my brow on his shoulder. He holds nothing back. I’m given no time to revel in what’s happening, in how he feels deep inside me, as he hooks my legs over his arms and begins fucking me.
I plant my hands behind me on the table, spread wide for him, and find myself fighting even now.
I bite his lip when he draws my mouth to his and kisses me. My pussy contracts and flutters in its own form of revenge.
It clamps around him in a tight vise that makes him grunt like a savage. He fucks me through every clench, every spasm, like he’s determined to tame me. Our bodies are still fighting. Just in a different way.
There’s nothing sweet or tender about the moment.
Only raw, rough lust that drives us to use each other.
Animalistic fury lives on his face as he pounds into me. A toxic mix of hatred and desire burns in his gaze, and I’m sure it’s the same in mine.
I wrap my arms around his shoulders and slice my nails into his skin so intently, I’m sure he’ll see scratch marks the next time he looks in the mirror.
It fuels him. His pelvis drills into me harder. He bottoms out and spots flash before my vision at him bumping my cervix. His pain for my pain.
He pushes me down, altering our position ’til I’m lying flat against the table and my legs are tossed over his shoulder.
As if he wasn’t deep earlier. As he sinks in all over again, I scream out and curl my toes.
“Look at you, Syd baby,” he pants, showing no mercy, never slowing down from brutal, deep stroke after brutal deep stroke. “Tell me if you can’t handle it. If you can’t take all this dick.”
I moan, my pussy gushing and throbbing, on the brink of coming. I reach between us and play with my clit.
“Talk your shit, Mace,” I answer. “I can take whatever you dish out.”
He releases a deep, sexy growl that undoes me and then curls over me on the table. I’m bent in half, knees to chest, as Mason fucks me to an orgasm. Beneath me, the table wobbles.
A broken gasp falls from my lips. The resonant sound comes deep from my belly and pours out of me as the rest of my body feels like it’s levitating. I’m paralyzed by a spine-tingling shiver that racks through every part of me.
