Page 65 of Word to the Wise

One of us is going to break the other, I just haven’t decided who is going to be the one to do it.

She pumps my cock in her hand, pulling her panties to the side and rubbing the head through her heat.

Her free hand grabs my jaw, and she kisses me again.

“Condom,” I murmur against her mouth as she lifts her hips and sinks the tip of me into her.

“If you want.”

“Don’t you?” I break the kiss to look down at her.

“I have an IUD. And we both just got tested.”

She’s right. I took her because she was too embarrassed to ask her brother, but she needed to go. Carter was a cheating asshole, and she had to make sure there was nothing she needed to deal with. But she was anxious about it, so I got checked alongside her to help ease her nerves.

Maybe in the back of my mind, it wasn’t just for her sake. It was for this moment. The hope that someday I’d be dragging my cock through her bare pussy like she’s doing right now.

I just didn’t expect her to be down for it.

“You sure?” I ask again because as much as I think she wants me to just take control in the bedroom, this is something she should have a say in.

Reed answers me by positioning me against her and gripping my jaw tighter. “Fuck me, Mason.”

I try to respond but it comes out a groan as I sink into her. I’ve never fucked a girl without wrapping my shit up, and having Reed bare on my cock is nearly enough for me to blow my load on the first thrust.

Releasing her hair so she can lay back on the counter, I stand tall and pull back, watching my cock slowly glide out of her before thrusting forward again. She’s too tight for her to take me in one thrust, so I have to slowly work my way in. Rocking my hips and watching every inch her pussy swallows.

When I finally bottom out, she rests her head back on the counter and moans.

That moan—the fact that I made her come when she presented it like a challenge. All I want to do is make her feel good every single day until she walks out of my life and takes the light in it with her.

“How do you do that?” Her hands fly into her hair as I hit her deep.

“It’s called having a big cock.” I thrust in again, smirking as she looks up at me.

But when she opens her mouth to shoot off a sassy comeback, I angle my hips and pulse in again, stealing it from her lips. Her lashes flutter, and she loses her breath.

“Mason.” Her hands plant over where I’m gripping her thighs.

My name from her mouth is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. And she calls it again and again as I lose myself inside her.

With one hand, I play with her clit, and her pussy is a vice.

“Mason.” She calls my name as she digs her fingers into her creamy thighs.

I pound into her again and again. She writes a song with her screams, and it slices my heart free from my chest.

She’s divine.

Hot as fuck.

Stealing my sanity.

Reaching up, I pinch her nipple through her tank top, and her entire body reacts. Her mouth falls open, and her back arches as her climax hits.

Her pussy squeezes me so tight; I have no choice but to fall over the ledge with her. I’m pumping into her harder, watching her tits jiggle in her tank top as I fill her with my release. There’s nothing between us as she tightens around me.

We’re catching our breaths as I pause, holding her thighs wide while I pull out. And I can’t take my eyes off her as my cum drips out—as she feels like mine.