Page 16 of Drown Like Heaven
Chapter 5
Dakota
We’d skipped right past normal, casual attraction, and straight into something fucked-up.
It was like the fibers of my soul were trying to tie knots with his, each frayed end grasping at his equally-dark threads, weaving into complicated tangles.
I think I should stop.
My stomach turned. With each additional stroke of his tongue along mine, he was driving me deeper into a place I knew I couldn’t come back from. We were sinking together. Plunging into the slow-moving depths of uncharted ocean, cold water wrapping us like chains.
I kissed him harder.
Whatever was happening between us was going tofuck me up.
His hands found my waist and before I knew it, he was throwing me between the front seats; I landed hard on my ass on the back seat, not given a chance to catch my breath before Mason was jumping out of the car and tearing open the door to the backseat, droplets of rain flinging over my bare skin. He squeezed his large body into the space with me, shoving me up the seat and pressing my thighs wide open with his palms.
The handle on the door dug into my shoulder, my damp skin sticking to the leather seat, my legs bent and forced apart as Mason folded down over me.
He covered my pussy with his mouth, not giving me a second to prepare before he was tonguing my clit, shoving two fingers inside of me. My back bowed off the seat and my fingers tangled in his damp hair.
“Shit,” I panted, squirming on the leather as Mason flicked his tongue over my clit. His mouth felt so much hotter compared to the dampness and coldness of the rain. I was dying, melting into the seat.
He broke away, rising up so his face was barely an inch from mine. I squeezed my eyes shut.
“I’m gonna hurt you,” he said, his voice quietly dangerous.
I whimpered, tipping my forehead against his, breathing hard.
“Just a little bit. Just so you know how it feels.” His hand came up to bracket my throat as he brought his lips to my ear, his breath warm on my skin. “And it’s gonna feel so fucking good.”
“What if I said I don’t want you to?”
“Then you’d be lying.” His eyes locked on mine, keeping me frozen. “You want me to scare you. You like that you have no idea who I am, or what I’m going to do to you.”
“That’s not—”
He shut me up with a kiss. I hated him for taking away my ability to speak, for not caring if I wanted him to do this or not.
I hated myself more for liking it.
All the worst parts of myself, all the parts I tried to bury, were clawing their way to the surface and shredding all the control I’d worked to get back.
Just like he’d said…I was a lot more similar to Mason than I wanted to admit.
I rolled my head back on the seat, arching my back as Mason gripped my waist and lowered his head back between my legs. My fingers knotted in his hair and my toes curled, the movement of his tongue stirring unbearable pleasure in my core. His lips brushed over my swollen clit again and again, and his slick tongue rimmed my entrance.
The scars carved into his back moved with the flex of his muscles, his broad shoulders keeping my thighs helplessly spread. My belly quivered and my legs shook as he licked me and sucked me without an ounce of hesitation or uncertainty. Like he needed it as bad as I did, and was only spurred on by the obscene sounds we were making. I was practically grinding on his face, mindless, chasing my release.
He could tell the moment I got close, the way my body tensed.
“Ready?” Mason asked, but he didn’t wait for my response.
His hand slid up my jaw, onto my face. Then he clamped down, covering my mouth and nose with his palm. Panic and fear made me squirm, terrified pinpricks of heat cascading throughout my body. On instinct, I grabbed his wrist and tried to pry him off me.
But he just pushed harder, fingers digging into my cheek.
It took me a second to fully realize that I couldn’t breathe at all. Both my mouth and nose were entirely sealed off under his large hand, and I couldn’t get in a single sip of air. My heart was pumping brutally, my eyes wide and my hands grabbing at Mason’s fingers on my face, my heels kicking his shoulders. Fire skimmed my lungs, my tight chest, fear wrapping dark around my pleasure-soaked mind.
