Page 17 of Worth It All

Normally, I wouldn’t ask her. She’ll talk when she’s ready. This time I get the feeling she needs a little push.

“What happened the night Collin disappeared?”

So, I have to talk first. Whatever it is she needs to tell me, she won’t do it until I talk. Fine. Let’s talk. I’ll put it all out there because there’s no point in keeping it a secret from her any longer.

“I found him with another girl. Right after bragging to me about being with you, how you were his, he was with someone else. We got into a fight.”

“That’s it? A fight?”

“I was enraged at how easily he could discard you. It was you, Davina. You he had and it acted as though it changed nothing. It fucking changed everything. I thought I killed him. He wasn’t breathing. He was…he was pretty fucked up.”

The memory still haunts me. I’d never been so angry with him. Once I started hitting him, I couldn’t stop. I wasn’t just trying to kill him. We were trying to kill each other. Neither of us thought about the consequences.

“I dumped him. Christ, I don’t even remember where. I kept waiting for someone to find him. Kept waiting for the cops to come knocking on my door. No one ever did and eventually even my parents stopped looking, figuring he’d left on his own and refusing to believe he could be dead. I convinced myself he was. Convinced myself he was never coming back.”

“But he did,” she says quietly. “I saw him, Mason. I’ve seen him a couple of times. I should’ve told you.”

“When?”

“Tonight. But it wasn’t the first time.”

I run a hand through my hair, mumbling a curse. “You should’ve told me.”

“I know. I thought…I thought I could make him stop but he won’t stop,” she says, breaking down in tears. “He’s going to kill you.”

I wrap my arms around her, promising her that’s not going to happen. Promising her everything is going to be fine. I only pray I can keep that promise.

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Davina

The fear inside me slowly subsides as Mason holds me, softly stroking my back. He promises me everything is going to be fine and I want to believe him. Ihaveto believe him. I can’t lose him now that I finally have him. Now that I can finally call him mine. He brushes my tears away with his thumbs, dropping a kiss on my nose.

“I love you,” he whispers. “It was always you.”

Before I can respond, he kisses me and I’m overwhelmed with emotion. It was always him. Collin was never the one for me. Even as a teen, I always knew it was Mason. I also knew I wasn’t ready for this back then.

“I wasn’t ready for you before,” I say, breaking our kiss. “I knew it would always be you and I was a stupid kid.”

“I know,” he chuckles.

“I’m ready now.”

He smiles as he lifts me, carrying me to my bedroom. “Good.”

When he lowers me to the floor, we strip each other slowly. I kiss his scars, he kisses my stretch marks. Every touch, every look, means so much more. There are no more secrets between us.

The carpet is soft on my knees as I grip his cock, stroking slowly before taking him into my mouth. He looks down at me as I gaze up to him. His jaw clenches in pleasure, fingers thread through my hair. Before he can come, I release him. My lips are swollen and sensitive.

“I want you inside me. Now.”

I push him back on the bed and straddle his waist. He pushes inside me and I start rocking back and forth, already so close to the edge. He pistons his hips, pushing up to meet my movements.

“Oh God! Oh God!”

I come hard, my pussy spasming until I’m breathless. Mason flips me over, driving inside me with rough thrusts. I wrap my legs around him and enjoy every damn second. With him I get the sweet lovemaking and the devouring animal. With a low growl, he comes inside me. We lie there entwined, me absentmindedly tracing his tattoos while he traces my nipples.

“Do you trust me?” he asks.

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