Page 61 of Happenstance
“I love you,” I repeated.
Another thrust, followed by a small rotation of his hips that made me moan desperately.
“Say it again.”
This time he followed his order with a hard snap. Burying his length fast and deep inside me.
“I love you, Parker,” I yelled in a growl, “Now, for fuck sakes, fuck me already!”
Finally Parker picked up the pace, giving my body what it needed and throwing me back into that cloud of euphoria. My pussy clenched down on him as I screamed out my orgasm. He didn’t stop. Kept fucking me with a hungry fury, heightening my pleasure filled haze until I was sure I couldn’t take anymore.
“You’re mine, Lana,” he growled, tightening his grip in my hair until my scalp was screaming. “Every fucking inch of you belongs to me. Your body,” thrust, “your mind,” thrust, “and your soul.”
I pulled him down to me, pressing my forehead against his and looked deep into his eyes, “I’m yours.”
“Fuck,” Parker growled, and thrust into me one more time.
The masculine grunt of appreciation he released as he bathed my walls with his warm release sent me right back over the edge. We stayed in the bathroom, heavy breaths mingling in the sweat filled air, and all I could think was one word. A feeling I’d never felt so deeply before.
Home.
I was finally home.
Chapter 20
Parker
Two weeks later:
“You’re in a good mood.”
I smiled at Mase. Fuck yeah, I was in a good mood. My girl loved me, our babies were doing great. Everything was falling into place. My mother even came over and apologized. That didn’t mean I trusted her, but she seemed to be making a genuine effort. Which was saying a lot. Maybe there was hope for her racist ass after all? At least that’s what Lana thought. I loved how she saw the good in everyone.
Mase’s eyes locked on the small redhead shuffling down the halls.
Well, my angel saw the good inalmosteveryone. Mase had amped up his torment of her best friend to a point that even Logan told him to calm the fuck down. I lost count how many times Riley kicked him in the nuts, and Mason was probably the only person in this town that Lana genuinely hated. Can’t say I blamed her. If someone was that much of a jackass to one of my friends… Let’s just say he wouldn’t be around anymore.
Today was apparently no exception to Mase’s ‘make Harper’s life hell’ motto. The girl didn’t get within ten feet of us before he had her pinned back against the wall.
“Hey Freckles, where you going?”
“I have class,” Harper whimpered and shrunk back.
Mason cocked his brow down at her and I couldn’t help but wonder how hard he was right now. I’d seen the same hungry glint in my own face. The only difference was Mase’s expression was also filled with unbridled hate.
“Did you pay the toll?”
Her head immediately dropped, hiding her face behind a curtain of red hair. “P-please just l-let me g-go.”
I glanced at Harper’s openly shaking form, and back to Mase. He was built like a brick wall, big muscles, dwarfing the timid girl. I could help her. Tell Mase to back off, but why the fuck did I care? Besides, it was kind of amusing. How long before he broke and finally took what he wanted? Nowthatwas a show I wouldn’t mind being around for.
“P-please.” Mase mocked with a tsk. “Just when I think you can’t get more pathetic. You can’t even beg properly.”
I cocked my head and watched two tears drop on the floor, splattering in tiny little salty pools. Was this one of those times when I had to pretend like I felt something? Logan would join in, but what would Micha do?
“W-what do you want?”
“Hmm,” Mase tipped his chin and rolled his green eyes down the length of her body. “You could suck my dick.”
