Page 11 of Deny Me

“Please, Mason,” she begs. “Please…”

“Come for me, baby,” I tell her, putting her out of her misery, and it’s the switch she needed as she milks my dick tight, her screams once again surrounding us. I keep my finger in her arse still as I roar with my release inside of her. Looking out over the waves as I fuck my girl is like the perfect backdrop. The ocean, the privacy, and just us.

ChapterThirteen

GABRIELLE

I collapse underneath him, my legs and arms no longer able to hold me up.

“That was—”

“Fucking amazing,” he says, cutting me off, but he’s not wrong. He’s on top of me, his dick still inside me and his lips peppering kisses over my shoulder. I turn my head to face him, and he captures my lips in a sweet, soft kiss that is a stark contrast to what we just did.

And I think about how quickly I’ve gone from hating him to wanting him. Actually, scratch that, because I never hated him, I just put on a front. He frustrates the hell out of me, but even with that, I’ve never wanted anyone the way I do him.

And that thought alone fucking terrifies me.

* * *

When we get back to the house, I feel awkward, the beauty of our day together seeming to come to a stop as we walk into the kitchen and see Jared sat at the table.

His curious eyes glance over us, and I feel a blush creep over my cheeks.

“Good day?” Jared asks, his curiosity plain to see.

Mason hooks an arm around my waist, his lips placing a kiss on my cheek as he tells him, “The best.”

I expect Jared to be pissed off, but he just smirks and says, “If you’re hungry, I’ve made food. It’s keeping warm in the oven.”

What?

Food? He’s really only concerned with food right now?

“I’m good for now,” Mason says with a chuckle as he lets go of me and walks around me to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of beer and popping the lid before he takes a few gulps.

“Too full from your date?” Jared asks, to which Mason replies, “Something like that.”

“Uh, I’m gonna go and grab a shower real quick,” I tell them, and then I turn and move up the stairs, feeling like I’ve been robbed of my breath.

I don’t know if I can do this. I don’t know if I can be with Jared in the way that I am with Mason. It’s too weird, isn’t it?

I walk into the bathroom and swing the door shut, turning the shower on and undressing before stepping under the warmth of the water.

I have no idea what to think as I simply stare at the wall in front of me, my mind replaying what Mason did and how he made me feel. I know I want him, so fucking much, but everything we’ve done is so fucking taboo that I can’t seem to see a way past it. And then adding Jared into the mix… fuck. Jared is attractive, of course he is, but until he showed an interest, I’d never really thought of him like that. He peaked something inside of me, but… My thoughts are cut off by the door opening, the man in question walking in and closing the door behind him.

In a knee jerk reaction, I cover myself with my arms, because Jared has never seen me like this. Naked.

“Jared, what are you doing?”

His eyes rake up and down me, the hunger for my body apparent, and I watch as he starts to strip his clothes off. I’m stunned from saying anything more as he reveals his body to me, his abs prominent, his pecs hard, and… oh my lord… his dick is… pierced… and hard… well, shit.

He climbs into the bathtub and stands just in front of me, the spray from the water starting to coat his body.

“I want a taste of what my brother had,” he tells me, and I gulp.

“But… but…” But what? Didn’t I agree to this? Didn’t I say I was all in?

He moves forward and his hands remove mine, which are still covering my body, until he’s pinned my arms above me and has me against the tiled wall.

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