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and I tried to suppress the shudder that wracked my whole body, but failed. He smirked at my reaction, but I didn’t care, I let him be cocky...why shouldn’t he? He really was that good.
    He took two strides forward, carrying me across the kitchen and resting me on the island. He didn’t move his hands from my ass though and I didn’t loosen my hold. No.
    I pulled his face to mine and licked along his bottom lip. He groaned and opened his mouth, allowing me access. It was hot... scorching even. Then I got the growl ...fuck...that growl, I swear it was my undoing.
    I ground myself against him harder, seeking relief from the ache that was growing between my legs, nothing worked though, I needed him inside me. I’d never, not ever , been so needy. I liked sex, no, I loved sex. It was my release, my escape, my huge fuck-you to my parents!
    (Wrong I know, associating sex with your parents, but I knew they’d hate everything about who I’d become, so I embraced it. I loved it!)
    But with Mason, it was like I needed it. He played my body like he’d done it every day for his whole life. I’m not easy to please, I like what I like, and that’s that.
    Not with Mason though, he took me to new heights of pleasure like I’d never known. I raked my nails down his back and he made a choking noise into my mouth before letting out a guttural moan. The vibrations shot straight through me causing my nipples to harden even more and my whole body ignited.
    Out of this world!
    I pulled back to take a breath, then leant forward to the side slightly, ran my tongue along the edge of his ear and whispered breathlessly, “I need you... now. ”
    He stilled for second , then reacted. He pulled me off the island, placed me on my feet and literally dragged me back to his room. I would have giggled, if I could, it was funny, but I was too turned-on to do anything more than pant.
    He pulled us into his room, kicked the door shut behind us and gave me a gentle shove, causing me to land on my back, sprawled across his bed. It still smelt like us, dirty, sexy, gorgeous. I didn’t manage to appreciate it for long though, because he was on me. He forced my thighs apart and covered my whole body with his. I bent my knees out to the side giving him the access he wanted.
    He framed my face with his hands and gave me a slow, gentle, seductive kiss, it was beautiful, mesmerising, hypnotising . So hypnotising in fact, I almost forgot what I was supposed to be there for. I wasn’t a soft, slow, seductive sort of girl. I was in it for the end-game. I didn’t do sweet and nice. Fuck that! I wanted, hot, hard, fast...
    I wanted to fuck .
    I pushed him off me, and if I’d have taken the time to really look at him, I’d have appreciated the adorably cute confused look he was wearing, but I didn’t.
    I straddled him, ran my hands down his chest, giving his nipples a little scrape with my nails on the way down, causing him to suck in a breath between his clenched teeth.
    “Fuck, don’t play me Harper, no teasing.” His words were rough and held an edge, like he really was holding on by a thread. Good.
    I thought he’d let me continue. He didn’t.
    He twisted us again, so I was back underneath him, he pushed his hands up my sides, taking his t-shirt with them and pulled it over my head. I lay naked beneath him, I didn’t care, I had nothing to hide, I wasn’t perfect, my hips were too wide and my stomach wasn’t exactly ‘toned’, but no one’s perfect, and his eyes darkened as he spent time slowly running them down my body, so I knew he didn’t care either.
    His fingers were edging, so softly, along my skin and when they reached my sides, I couldn’t hold in the giggle that erupted from my mouth. He stopped for a moment and glanced up at me, tensing his fingers at the same time.
    “It doesn’t do a lot for a guys ego when you giggle at a time like this Sunshine!”
    Then he made it worse.
    He grinned a wicked grin, then started tickling me for