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there was just nothing that I could use against him! Too fucking gorgeous.
    A nd oh shit ...his dick was screaming at me, actually screaming at me... ‘ Look at me Harper, look at me! Touch me, even just a little bit... you know you want to!’
    I did want to.
    I wanted to look. I wanted to touch.
    I wouldn’t though, never...it just wouldn’t happen, except...well, it did.
    “I’m finding it hard to believe that you really wanna leave this room Sunshine, when you can’t seem to take your eyes off my dick.”
    Shit! Caught!
    I raised my eyes to his and noted that one corner of his lips twitched like he was trying to suppress a smile.
    Dickhead.
    “What do you want me to say Mason? I was into it, then I wasn’t.” I lied, then patted him on the cheek, purposely trying to be condescending and added, “You’ll be fine babe, I’m sure your left hand’s gettin’ lonely anyway yeah?”
    It was harsh, it was a pure lie, but I wasn’t going to let him boss me around...and in all honesty, I also found myself pretty funny!
    He didn’t seem to agree though.
    He squeezed my hand, hard enough that I braced for pain, but not actually hard enough to cause it and pulled me against him. My dress was short...slutty-short. If I bent over, you could easily see my ass, so being as his dick was still begging for attention in front of me, the action of being pulled against him was wrong. So wrong in fact, it made me want to jump him.
    God it was such a mess, fucking with my head. I wanted him, I didn’t want him, I wanted him again, I didn’t want him again.
    Fucked...up.
    Everything about it. Completely fucked up. My body should not react like that to any male...or any person at all. It’s my body. I know my own mind, it’s the one thing I’m always 100% certain of.
    Damn him.
    “Don’t play with me Sunshine. It’s written all over your face that you’re just as into this as I am. So I’ll ask again. What the fuck?” He rumbled.
    I just stared up at him, lips parted, breaths coming short and fast. I’d never been forced to respond before. Right then and there, I didn’t have a fucking choice.
    “I don’t want you to taste me.” I whispered.
    He frowned down at me. So I waited, a second, two, five...It was infuriating. It wasn’t that hard to understand.
    Was it?
    Then he spoke, confusing me even more.
    “Ok, so I won’t do it then. It’s not that big of a deal Harper. I will never have understand women. Just say it in future yeah? Instead of wasting time putting all your clothes back on? Honestly Sunshine, I do not know what that was all about, but can you let it go now?”
    That’s it?!
    It was then my turn to frown at him without speaking.
    Could it really be that easy? Just...’so I won’t do it then’?
    He seemed to think so! So I thought...well, fuck it!
    If he still wanted it, and I definitely wanted it and there were no boundaries being crossed, then yeah, I was definitely finishing what we started.
    This wasn’t like the night before though. It was like we were both fighting for control. I was scratching, he was biting, it was animalistic. It was... Amazing.
    It might be confusing to you, hell, most the time it’s confusing to me, but I have to be in control. I have to call the shots.
    I definitely don’t give head and I don’t want to receive it either. Too intimate, too...I don’t know, just too much. It’s a rule. So I stick to it.
    So yeah he fucked me again, hard. It was sexy, it was hot. But I couldn’t help but feel like he was holding back. Maybe my fucked up little outburst scared him a bit. I wouldn’t be surprised.
    I didn’t talk to him about it though. Talking is for couples, not for people who are having a random hook-up. Anyway, I was still getting off, so I didn’t actually care if he was holding back.
    Countless orgasms later, fully-sated, breathless and tender. I. Was. Done! I rolled away from his hold, sat on the edge of the bed and starting dressing.
    “Where you