Page 15 of Drown Like Heaven
The windows were fogged over, trapping us in the privacy of his car, the sound of rain on the roof our constant backdrop. More thunder rolled overhead, vibrating through me.
I need to be careful. But I don’t want to.
He tugged the zipper almost all the way down, groaning as his hand found my bare breast underneath it. I didn’t stop him. His thumb coasted over my nipple and I sighed against his mouth, canting my hips while he started rolling my nipple between his fingers.
“Fuck,” he muttered, then bit my lower lip. “Fuck.”
When I spread my thighs farther, I could feel his erection against my core. I moaned, my body limp on top of his while he played with me.
I couldn’t have stopped myself if I’d tried.
Mason unzipped the sweatshirt the rest of the way and pushed it off my shoulders, kissing along my jaw and down my neck. He sucked my skin into his mouth, purple bruises blooming under his lips, my neck and collarbones stained with dark carnality.
I arched my back, pushing my chest forward as Mason’s mouth got lower. He licked along the swell of my breast, handsgripping my ribs to hold me in place while he teased my hard nipple with his lips and teeth.
My hips rolled, my body unconsciously seeking friction to soothe the ache between my legs. Mason flicked his wet tongue over the tip of one nipple, before moving across and sucking the other into his mouth. I whimpered, my breath coming out in short puffs through parted lips.
“You’re so pretty like this,” he said with his mouth on my breast. “Makes me want to do some fucked-up shit to keep you here. Keep you only for me.”
His words rolled over my body, then dripped off like water. He liked the version of me that had his attention right now, and I was done confusing that with someone liking all of me. Once he knew all my secrets, he would hate me.
So I’d never tell him.
Tingles skated over my bare skin and I couldn’t stop grinding on Mason’s lap, silently pleading for more. He reached around to grab the back of my neck with one hand, the other slipping beneath the waistband of the sweatpants I wore, sliding between my legs.
As his fingers skimmed along my bare pussy, I couldn’t stop myself from moaning. Each tiny brush over my clit was pure bliss.
“You give in to me so easily, huh? You gave up on that innocent act real quick.”
“Just because I’m letting you touch me, doesn’t mean I’m going to let you know me,” I breathed.
“You’re wrong.” He skimmed his lips along my jaw.
“No—”
“You’re notlettingme do anything,” he corrected, sending an illicit thrill through my blood. “I’m doing it.Whether you want me to or not.”
I squirmed on his lap, riding his fingers while riding the high ofhim. His mouth was all over me, biting my tender skin.
Maybe his words shouldn’t have thrilled me, because while I wanted what he was doing now, what if he went farther? What if he did somethingterribleto me? Would he care if Iwanted it then? Would he ever stop? How far would he go?
How far did Iwanthim to go?
After a second, I was reaching down to help him get me undressed, stretching the sweatpants over my ass and yanking them past my thighs, working them down my legs. I finally kicked them off, so I was wearing nothing but Mason’s socks and the flush on my skin.
Fully naked on his lap, I grabbed at Mason’s hoodie and t-shirt and he broke away for a second to yank them over his head, then toss them over to the passenger seat. He circled his fingers around my neck and squeezed a little, sinking his teeth into my bottom lip.
“I know what you’re thinking in that pretty head.” I winced as he bit my lip harder. His body was so hot against mine. “That nobody could ever understand you, and so you’ll never let anyone try.”
I tried to shake my head but his fingers were pushing against my windpipe and he wouldn’t stop kissing me, wouldn’t stop shoving his fingers deeper inside me. It was messing with my brain.
“But you’re a lot more like me than you want to admit.”
And that’s bad. That’s terrible.
People like us shouldn’t be together.
“You can’t hide from me, baby.”
