Page 201 of Drown Like Heaven
Every inch of me was screamingyesandnoall at once.
Another harsh flick of the barrel against my skull and all I could do was focus on trying to endure it, trying not to flinch at my own impending death in Mason’s hand.
There was something darkly addictive about the wrongness of knowing I’d asked for this, and still wasn’t sure if I could handle it now. It made me dizzy, feverish heat scraping over my bare skin. My legs were trembling and at this point, I didn’t know if it was from my own obscene pleasure or the brutal pressure of his weight keeping me still.
My clit throbbed, surging when he bottomed out.
“I’m gonna come,” he gritted, the barrel digging painfully into my temple. “You ready for that?”
The gun suddenly felt too heavy. Far too heavy.
Far too fuckingreal.
Panic and fear choked my breathing and I couldn’t ignore the fact that this could actually kill me—that itwouldkill me. Mason was about to shoot me in the head.
Desire knotted into terror, my body still caught in the heat but my mind shouting something else.
I couldn’t breathe. I envisioned his finger tightening on the trigger, the force of his grip increasing and increasing, all theinner mechanisms of the gun sliding into place, preparing to fire a bullet into my skull and end my life.
I don’t know if I want to do this.
Fucking reckless. Fucking stupid.
His muscles flexed, eyes locked on mine as his eyebrows drew together.
“Mason,” I choked. “Mason, stop.”
“No. You wanted this.”
He was soheavyon top of me, so inhumanly strong. I tried to shove him off, but my arms were trapped and weak; it was an unfair fight.
“Mason, please. I’m serious.” My voice sounded high-pitched and strange and absolutely terrified, all my uneven breaths cutting through the words. I worked on angling my lower body, hoping to make him stop thrusting into me so he wouldn’t come right now, but there wasn’t any space for me to move. “Stop.”
“I’m not stopping, baby. This is your fantasy.”
“Mason!” I screamed, more and more tears pouring down my face, my whole body shaking so bad I couldn’t get a full breath in.
“I thought you liked being scared—fuck, I’m so close.”
“Yes, but I don’t want to die! Please just wait. You don’t have to stop, just take the gun away.Please.” I was sobbing, hating myself for getting into this situation.
“Be brave for me. You can do this. It’s so easy. It’ll be so fast, baby.”
I frowned, lower lip wobbling, eyebrows twitching, chest spasming. With anyone else, I might’ve held some buried assurance that the person wouldn’t actually kill me, but I didn’t have that at all with Mason.
“You won’t feel anything. It’ll be over soon. Now close your eyes.”
Mason’s dick started to swell inside me and I squeezed my eyes shut, all my muscles tensing, panic overwhelming everysense.This is it. The most intimate, dangerous act of my entire life. The very end of it.
Click.
The gun clattered across the floor.
He didn’t kill me.
My mouth popped open and I sucked in shaky breaths of precious air, over and over.
Mason was putting his arms around me, pulling me on top of him, kissing my head.
