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Branson’shandsmay have been the firstto be on her body, but she was right. There were over her clothesand it meant nothing. That was the only thing keeping me fromkilling the sonofabitch. But to make sure everything she had togive was mine and mine alone, I was going to get her naked andunderneath metonight.
In hindsight, Iguess it’s a good thingshewasn’t overly sentimental about her virginity. I mean, I’d wait forher, if she had been, but I wouldn’t have liked it.
And now,looking down at her, seeinghow flustered she was over the filth that just left my mouth, itwas all I could do not to take her right now. But even if shewasn’t overly concerned about losing her virginity at a houseparty, in some random bedroom, it concerned me.
Our first timewould be private anduninterrupted.
I leaned downand started dropping kisses along the delicate skin of her jaw. Inbetween kisses, I said,“Tellme that’s what you want, too, Shane. Tell me you want me to takeyou back to your apartment and fuck you all night long.”
Her voice was shakyand heavy with desire. “I…ca…can’t think when y…you’re doing that,”she stuttered.
I knew I couldbe arrogant at times, but Icouldn’t help the smirk that appeared. It made me feel like awarrior conqueror to hear her admit that. I trailed my lips downher neck and the shivers that took over her body were killing me.She wasn’t trying to hide any of her reactions and that opennesshad my dick harder than it’s ever been.
“Good,” I said,smiling against her skin. “Idon’t want you to be able to think. I just want you tofeel.”
“Mason…” shewhispered, sounding resigned to her situation.
“Say the words,Shane.”I stopped kissing herand pulled back to look into her face. “Open your eyes, look at meand tell me, baby”
Shane’s hazeleyes poppedopen and thesecond they connected with mine, I knew I had her. I knew she wasgoing to give herself to me and I knew I was going to keep herfor-fucking-ever. “Wh…what you said…about me belonging toyou…”
Thoseweren’tthe words I wasexpecting…but… “What about it?”
“What did you mean bythat? What exactly does that mean?” she asked.
“I already told you,”I pointed out.
“I…I know…but…”
Istared down at her and, suddenly, Icould see how very important this was to her. I also knew my nextwords would determine how she’d end up feeling about me. Aboutus.
In all my life,I’d never been more nervous than I was in this moment.All my father’s beatings andberatings; my mother’s neglect…none of it made me felt more anxiousthan I felt right now. I mean, my words would not change theoutcome of our situation; Shane was mine, end of story. But Iwanted her towantto be with me.Herwantingto be with me would cement her to memore than threats would.
I cupped herface in my hands and told herthe truth. “It means you are mine to protect, please, cherish andsatisfy. It means anything and everything you do, from this momentforward, will not be done alone. It means I will never let anyonehurt you, I will always have your back and I’ll never lie to you.”Her eyes started leaking big, fat crocodile tears, and it wasalmost my undoing. And, even though I knew it was too soon for herand it would make me seem completely unreasonable and impractical,those tears of hers demanded more than just some pretty words toget her into bed. They demanded the complete and utter truth. “Itmeans no one will ever want you the way I do, and no one will everlove you as much as I do.” Her eyes widened to an impossible sizeat my words, but I kept on. “It means I will kill any sonofabitchwho tries to take you from me, Shane. It means I own you and youown me.” I wasn’t used to emotions, and this shit was wearing meout. “God, do you own me,” I admitted.
It was a fulltwo minutes before she spoke-and if you’ve ever timed two minutes doing nothing; you know thattwo minutes of waiting, of anticipation, felt like fuckingforever. “Okay,” she whispered, but then, in a muchstronger voice, she said, “I’ll be whatever you want me to be,Mason. I’ll be whatever you need me to be. I’ll give you everypiece of me, but…” she took a deep breath, but kept her gaze steadyand sure when she continued, “…but the second I feel that beingwith you isn’t making me a better version of myself; the second Ifeel like being with you is beginning to feel toxic, I’m walking.And you’re going to let me.”
Like hell I’dlet her walk away from me, but Ididn’t say that. Instead I said, “Fair enough, but the secondyou start to feel that way, you have to talk to me about it andgive me a chance to fix it. You can’t just walk away from me overwhat might just be a misunderstanding, Shane.”
She nodded.“Okay, I can do that,” sheagreed.
Ilooked into her eyes for a fewseconds longer before finally moving things forward. “Let’s get outof here,” I said, right before I kissed her on her forehead, makingmy heart skip a beat. Being able to finally touch her was fuckingwith me. I was all ten million ways of confused.
Emotions fuckingsucked.
“Okay,” sheagreed. I took a few stepsback to give her room to move away from the door. I turned theknob, opening the door for her and pressed my hand against thesmall of her back to usher her out of the room.
The party wasstill in full swing and going strong, despite the fight and gossiprunning wild, but none of itregistered. Even all the eyes that were on us didn’t pause my stepsin any way. All I cared about was getting Shane home and doing whatI’ve jacked off to for the past three fucking years.
We were walkingdown the stairs when Shane twisted her head back to address me. “I have to find Viola and lether know I’m leaving,” she voiced over the music playing. I noddedto let her know I heard her. I didn’t mind because, once we foundViola, I would have to find my brothers and let them know we wereleaving.
Ignoring thelingering looks-some kind,come curious and some mean-I scanned the living room and kitchenfor signs of the only people at this entire party I gave two fucksabout. I was searching the kitchen when Shane’s voice rang out. “Isee Viola,” she sort of hollered, and took off toward herfriend.
Fuck.I chased after her,not wanting her out of my reach. As long as Morgan was here, andthis party was crawling with catty, vicious bitches, I didn’t wantShane anywhere away from me.
I wasfast on her heels when she reachedViola, but only caught the tail end of what she was saying.“…okay?”
I had togive it to Viola. The girl had balls.She eyed me like she didn’t trust a single bone in my body. Keepingher gaze on me, she said, “Okay, just be careful and Iwillbe over in the morning to check on you,Shane.”
