Page 55 of Please Hate Me

I took a second to kick off my boots and slide out of my jeans. The buckle on my belt clanked as it hit the floor and jingled as I kicked it to the side. I massaged my cock through my boxers, relishing the sight of her perfect body, before slipping them offand positioning myself behind her. Her silky underwear slid against my skin as I pulled her closer, my fingers digging into her hips.

“God, I love the way you feel.”

I squeezed tighter, and she whined while I slipped down her underwear. They weren’t any fancy lingerie, just a pair of boy shorts with lace around the thighs. But I’d be keeping them, that was for damn sure.

I teased the folds of her pussy with my fingers, coating them in her arousal.

“You like being praised, darlin’?”

“I-it’s—”As soon as she started talking, I found her clit, and she shuddered as I circled it with my middle finger, “—n-new.”

Mason buried her face into my comforter, whimpering as my exploration continued. She was unbelievably sensitive. I could have been content just listening to her whine, but I needed to see her face as she came. So, I wove my free hand into her silky, raven-colored hair before yanking back.

“Not so fast, darlin’. I want toenjoyyou.” I growled through the end of my sentence.

“Stand up. Take your underwear off.”

As I released her hair, she looked back at me like she was wondering if this was some kinda test.

“Do as I said,” I warned. “You wouldn’t wanna see me get angry.”

She scrambled to her feet and quickly shimmied out of her panties before kicking them off to the side. I made a mental note of where they ended up so I’d be able to find them later. Then I sat down on the bed and slid back until I could lean against the headboard.

“Now, come take my dick like the good girl I know you are.” The flush on Mason’s cheeks traveled down her neck and dusted her chest.

“Do you have lube?” she breathed.

“I do, but I don’t think we’ll be needin’ it. You’re plenty wet as is,” I chuckled. “Now come here.”

She hesitated for a beat before climbing onto the bed, crawling to me on her hands and knees. Her lips met my inner thigh and trailed up my body. My chest grew tighter with each gentle kiss. By the time she reached the base of my neck, I was about ready to start moaning.

Mason swung a leg over my waist, trying to position herself above me. Her legs were barely long enough for her to kneel on either side of my massive hips. She put a hand on my chest to balance herself, and my cock pulsed in anticipation. Slowly, she lowered onto me, using her other hand to keep my erection steady. She wiggled her hips as she tried to fit the tip inside herself, and already I was in ecstasy. I watched her eyes roll back into her head as she tried to relax her muscles enough to fit me inside her. By the time I was halfway in, she was whimpering and pulling me out.

“I forgot how big you are,” she breathed.

“Take your time, I ain’t going nowhere. The last thing I’d want is for you to hurt yourself. But by the end of this, you better have every inch of me inside you.”

There was determination in her eyes as she lowered onto me again and again, getting closer and closer to the base each time before whimpering loudly and pulling herself off. I leaned back against the headboard, savoring the feeling of her walls around my shaft. She was so fucking tight it was almost unbearable.

Finally, after five or six tries, she got me all the way in. As she dropped her hips down, she gasped, and her chest flushed. Then she started swiveling against me, and God, it was pure bliss. I didn’t have to do anything except lay back and enjoy the show, but there was no fun in that.

She tilted her head back as her ragged breaths turned to moans, and I reached up, grabbing her chin with the tips of my fingers.

“You look so fucking beautiful when you take all of me,” I murmured, brushing my thumb against her cheek before circling it back to part her supple lips. She accepted the digit into her mouth with a soft bite, and I bucked against her, thrusting myself in even deeper. She yelped in pleasure, eyes closing.

“Don’t look away.” I commanded as I took in her features.

Her porcelain skin was flushed pink, and her lips were full and soft. Her eyes opened wide in response to my command, and suddenly, she looked so damn innocent that I wasn’t sure what to do with myself. It looked like an angel had fallen from heaven just to ride my cock, and that’s what it felt like too.

Mason choked as I thrust into her once more, and she fell forward slightly. Her coffin-shaped nails dug into my chest, leaving red marks on my skin and a fire in my stomach.

I needed something other thandarlin’to call her. It was too generic, too impersonal. Darlin’ was the pet name I used to get Lucian and Sophia’s attention when I didn’t care which one responded. Mason deserved something more special.

“Sweetpea, don’t cum just yet,” I pleaded, and her eyes lit up.

“I-I’m trying,” She stuttered.

Her grip tightened to the point she was pulling my chest hair. Poor girl didn’t even have enough stamina for me. What was she going to do whenLuciangot ahold of her?

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