“Three,” I murmur, kissing her deeply. “Now you're ready.”
I strip off my jeans and boxer briefs, and her eyes go wide when she sees how hard I am. My dick is thick and heavy, already leaking at the tip. I run a hand over it, getting a grip of it as I position myself between her legs. “Tell me to stop, and I stop. No questions.”
She laughs a little wildly. “Mason, if you stop, I’ll kill you.”
For the first time in my life, I smile during sex. Kissing her again, I guide myself to her entrance and rub the head of my dick through her wetness. Then I push in slowly—just the tip—and her eyes go wide.
She’s hot and tight and clamping down on me, and it takes everything not to sink into her. “Okay?” I ask, my voice strained.
She rolls her hips against me, her hands clutching my hips. “Don't stop.”
I push deeper, inch by inch, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. Her mouth falls open in a silent gasp, her fingers digging into me. The sensation of being inside her—the heat, the tightness, the absolute rightness of it—is too much. I have to grit my teeth to keep from losing it completely.
When I’m finally buried to the hilt, I lower my forehead to hers, holding still so she can adjust to me. “You feel incredible.”
She wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer. “Move. Please.”
I start slow, controlled, even though every instinct is screaming at me to take her hard and fast. Each thrust is deliberate, measured, designed to make her feel every inch of me.
“You're so tight.” I kiss her, swallowing her cries and whimpers. “So fucking perfect. Like you were made for me.”
She meets my thrusts, her hips rolling up to match my rhythm. Her nails dig into my back, and I love it. I want her marks on me. I want everyone to know she's claimed me just as thoroughly as I'm claiming her.
“Mason,” she gasps, and hearing my name on her lips like that—desperate, wanting—sends a jolt of pure possession through me.
I shift my angle slightly, and she cries out, her body tensing beneath me. I drive into that spot with purpose, watching as her eyes flutter closed and her mouth falls open.
“That's it,” I murmur, my lips against her neck. “Take what you need. I've got you.”
She's close—I can feel it in the way her muscles are tightening around me, in the way her breathing is so ragged. I reach between us and find her clit, stroking it in time with my thrusts.
“Come for me, Lily. Let me feel you come on my dick.” I pinch her clit, tugging on it a little.
She shatters. Her entire body goes rigid, and she screams my name as waves of pleasure roll through her. The sensation of her coming around me—her pussy clenching and pulsing—is almost my undoing. I bury my face in her neck, breathing hard, fighting for control.
“That's my girl.” Kissing her neck, I continue moving, drawing out her orgasm, chasing my own release.
When it hits, it's like nothing I've ever experienced—a full-body explosion of pleasure and possession and something deeper. Something that feels like coming home.
I collapse against her, careful to keep most of my weight on my elbows, and she wraps her arms around me, holding me close. We're both breathing hard, both trembling slightly in the aftermath.
For a long moment, neither of us speaks. I'm still inside her, and I'm not ready to move, not ready to break this connection.
“Mason,” she says softly, and I hear the wonder in her voice.
I lift my head to look at her, and she's watching me with such tenderness, such openness, that it nearly breaks me all over again.
I brush a strand of hair away from her face. “You okay?”
“More than okay.” She smiles, and it’s like the sun came out after weeks of rain. “I feel like I'm finally myself.”
I kiss her forehead, her nose, her lips. “You were always yourself, Lily. I’m just grateful you shared yourself with me.”
She pulls me closer, but I shift to the side and pull out of her. I’m still kind of hard, but it’s her first time and I don’t want her to be too sore. Her head rests on my chest, her hand splayed over my heart. I can feel it racing beneath her palm. I pull up the comforter around us and hold her until she falls asleep snuggled against me.
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LILY
