Page 10 of Deny Me

“Mason, no,” she moans, and it makes me fucking smile.

“Get on your knees,” I bark, and with shaky legs and arms, she does, but she’s facing the wrong way. “Turn around, so you can see the ocean, because I wasn’t joking when I said you’d be watching the waves as I ruined you.”

She blows out a breath and moves around, the need and want in her eyes for me making me want to give her the most intense orgasm she’s ever had. I’m damn sure I’ll manage it, but if I don’t, then it’ll be something to work towards next time.

I move around her, my fingers running over her peachy arse before I lie down and shuffle upwards, until my face is directly in line with her pussy.

My fingers dig into her arse cheeks as I bring her down to my face and I eat her as she looks out at the waves, her moans resounding off the walls of a place that will forever be ours.

She rides my face like she’ll never get enough, and I lap it all up. She’s fucking soaked. I urge her with my hands to ride me harder, faster, and she becomes lost to everything as she lets go and just allows herself to feel and not think. I know her better than she knows herself, years of watching her having an advantage.

I’ve been obsessed since I first saw her, three years ago. And now I’m finally getting the last part of her, the part where I own her fucking soul.

She screams loud as she comes all over my face, and I suck her clit harder, drawing every ounce of pleasure from her before I’m shuffling down and moving behind her, unzipping my pants and lining myself up at her entrance. I push into her with no warning, and her legs almost buckle, but I hold her up, setting a punishing rhythm as I keep her riding that wave to another orgasm.

I reach forward with one hand and grab a fistful of her hair, tugging and making her look back at me. “You like that, huh? You fucking love my cock inside of you?”

“Yes, oh god, yes,” she says breathlessly, her eyes glazing over.

“Tell me what you want me to do,” I bark.

“I want you to fuck me faster,” she says, and I tug her hair a little harder, the slight pain mixing with her pleasure.

“Where?” I goad. I know she wants my finger in her arse as much as I want to put it there, but I crave the words from her mouth.

“Mason…” She goes to close her eyes, my cock hitting her deep, but I tug on her hair again and she opens them, her teeth biting her bottom lip.

“Don’t you fucking come until I tell you to,” I order, and she whimpers. “Where, Gabrielle?” I ask again, desperate to consume every part of her.

“My…” She’s having trouble saying the words, and I know she’s never been this open with anyone before—at least, she better not have been.

“Say it,” I command as I slow my actions, not giving her what she wants until she’s given me what I want.

“My… My… Oh god, don’t stop,” she moans.

“Then say it.”

One beat, then two, her eyes pleading with me but me giving her nothing.

“My pussy,” she says, but we both know she doesn’t just want it there.

“And?” I raise an eyebrow at her and cock my head to the side. “Give me words, Gabrielle, or this all stops.” She’s desperate, I can see it, that need, that hunger, and I know because it lives inside of me too. But I’m a fucking pro with holding back, my willpower a force to be reckoned with. And I know that what I’m doing just heightens every-fucking-thing.

“My arse,” she whispers, and I frown.

“Say it louder.”

“Fuck’s sake,” she grumbles, and I chuckle. “My arse, Mason. Fuck my arse with your finger and my pussy with your dick,” she says, louder than I think she intended if her wide eyes are anything to go by.

I lean over her, my dick slipping out as I kiss her, hard. “Good fucking girl,” I tell her when I break away, and then I swipe my fingers through her pussy, making sure they’re wet as I plunge my dick back in her and my fingers run over her arse.

“Oh god,” she says as I let go of her hair and fuck her fast, just like she asked for, my finger nudging into her until she’s crying as I push it all the way in. “Fuuuuuuck,” she screams, and the way her voice sounds so desperate has me moving faster, harder.

“That’s it, baby, clench my cock tight,” I tell her, and I feel her walls close around me a little more.

“Fuck, Mason…”

“Jesus Christ,” I say as I barrel towards my release. I can feel her holding on, waiting until I tell her to let go, her whimpers spurring me on.

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