29. Davina

29

Davina

T he 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. I have to 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.

Without hesitation, I reply, “Absolutely.”

He pulls me in closer, whispering he loves me. I say it back.

“Do you trust me?” I ask. His response is the same.

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