His lips curved up as he nuzzled along my cheek. Leaning back into him, my hand fell to his and I urged him to go faster. His fingers pushed further inside of me, building a tempo, going slow. To wake up like this, feeling him slowly rocking against me, I was almost panting. “Mason,” I wrenched out, turning my head for his lips.Ī deep chuckle came from him as he nuzzled along my jawline, so achingly close to where I wanted him. They were pushed out of the way as he slid a finger inside me.
Still holding me to him, one hand cupped my breast firmly while his other hand went to my underwear. I could feel him smiling as his teeth took hold of it, sucking on it. He grunted now, grinding into me as his lips went to my ear. My hand slid around his neck to his hair, and I grabbed a fistful of it, taking a firm hold and anchoring him to me. As the top fell to the floor, I reached behind me for him. When it was lifted over my head, I pushed up from the bed, pushing him upright with me at the same time. He slid my top up my back, trailing kisses on my spine as he did. Slowly, so goddamn slowly, he pressed his chest to my back, but he was holding me up now. His hand caressed down my back and my tank top was bunched together into one tiny scrap of fabric. Instead, his hand fell to my hip, and he pulled me even further into him. He was hard, but Mason didn’t grunt, he didn’t make a sound. Arching my back for him, I was pressed against him. As his lips moved down my spine, I gasped out loud. My legs pressed together, and a deep, strong throbbing started. Goosebumps broke out as I sucked in a breath. As he slid my tank’s strap down, his lips went to my naked shoulder and nibbled on the back of my neck. Then I became aware of a very masculine and muscled thigh sliding between my legs and rolling me to my stomach. I woke to a hand sliding under my top and cupping my breast. If she doesn’t, Mason’s future could be destroyed. However, when a trauma from her past is triggered, she may not have the courage or strength to do what’s needed. Even blackmail is used, but only Samantha can put a stop to Analise. While Mason’s ready to give them the middle finger, there’s one not going away. The problem is that she doesn’t care at all: about them, about her friends, about her cheating boyfriend, or even about her parent’s divorce. They chose public school and now Samantha has to live with them. They were rich and expected to attend her school, Fallen Crest Academy. Mason and Logan Kade are two brothers who did their own thing.
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