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Mason kneels one leg on the couch and pulls the blanket off me. My nipples pebble at the cooler air, and I watch as my best friend’s hungry eyes take in the sight of all my curves. As he moves onto the couch, he settles between my legs, the warmth and strength of his body moving protectively over mine.

“You’re incredible, Haley,” he says, his hand sliding up the inside of my thigh. When his fingers reach the wetness between my legs, he groans. “Fuck, it feels amazing to touch you like this.”

I gasp as he eases a finger into me. I can feel every little sensation, and when he starts moving it in and out, I can’t help the moans that escape my lips. Then he adds another finger, stretching me out and getting me even wetter. God, I’m so wet that I can hear it. My cheeks are burning at how intimate this is.

“Tell me what you want, honey,” Mason murmurs.

I gasp for air. “Suck on my tits.”

He smiles and lowers his mouth to one of my pebbled nipples. He sucks it greedily as he continues to finger me, the obscene sound of my wetness filling the room.

A few minutes of that is all I can take. “Fuck me, Mason. I need you inside me.”

He pulls his mouth off my nipple and draws his fingers out of me. I catch a glimpse of his bare cock, the tip glistening with pre-cum, before he rolls the condom on and lowers his hips between my legs. When he pushes into me, I cry out from the intensity of it. He’s rock-hard and thick as hell.

“Jesus, you’re so tight,” Mason grunts, tilting his forehead against mine.

“Maybe you’re just too big,” I say, gasping again.

He breathes out a laugh. “Thanks.”

I glimpse down between us. “Oh my God, Mason. You’re not even in all the way?”

He gives me an amused look. “You really want me balls-deep inside you the first time we do this?”

I blush. Hard. It’s so weird, him talking like that. How are we ever going to look each other in the eyes after this?

“Hey,” he says, stroking the side of my face with his thumb. “You okay?”

I nod. “Just getting used to it.”

“It might feel good if you touch yourself.”

“You mean…”

“Yep. Rub your clit.” He watches as I slide a hand between us. “Good girl. Just like that.”

My breath hitches as he starts slowly sliding in and out of me, my fingers circling over my swollen clit in sync with his controlled but powerful thrusts.

“I used to do this and think about you,” I admit breathlessly.

“Yeah?” Mason gives me a heated grin. “That’s so fucking sexy.” He looks down and watches me touch myself. “That’s it. That’s it. Good girl. You’re doing so well.”

I rub my clit faster, moving my hips against his as he fucks me. All kinds of uncontrolled moans are coming out of my mouth. And then words are spilling out, too—words I never thought I’d say aloud, let alone say to him—Fuck me harder, Mason. Your cock feels so good. My pussy is so wet for you. Oh, god, fuck me deeper. My pussy is all yours.

To my shock, when I come, I feel a rush of liquid squirt out of me. The feeling is so intense that I bury my face against his neck and cry out against his hot skin. Mason drives into me deeper when he comes. It’s the most incredible feeling, so incredible that tears almost spill from my eyes.

And yet the moment it happens, my quiet panic also sets in.

5

MASON

“Hello? Earth to Mason?”

The hand being waved in front of my face finally snaps me out of my weird state. I blink a few times and shake my head, coming back to reality.

Which, right now, is sitting at a table at the Frost & Fire with my three brothers.

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