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Authors: Danielle Breeze

I vaguely registered hearing a rumble of thunder in the background, but my mind was consumed with all that lay on top of me. I unwound my arms from around his neck and ran my hand up
his head, feeling the wet strands of his hair between my fingers. I raked my nails around his scalp lightly and felt his skin break out in goose-bumps and his breath hitch.

Oh yeah, he liked that.

Both of our breathing was choppy, short, sharp gasps. No matter how cold it was around us, I felt hot, so damn hot. He rolled his hips, grinding his groin against mind, causing me to moan.
Loud.
Shudders wracked my body, and despite the rain, it wasn’t the cold that caused them. My body was on fire, but I needed more.

“Mase, please, I need you.” I whimpered


Now?...Here?!

“Yes...right now...right here...No one’s around, and frankly, I couldn’t give a fuck if they were. Don’t stall.
Now Mase!” I demanded.

He didn’t disappoint. He rested his weight on one hand, and ran the other up my leg, dragging my dress higher until it was bunched around my waist, then growled when he discovered I wasn’t wearing any underwear. It wasn’t that I’d exactly planned what happened, I just thought...well...
maybe?

“Fuck, you’re too perfect.
I can’t ever resist you.” He muttered on a breath.


Hurry Mase!”
I begged, sounding needy, but I didn’t care anymore. I did need him.

I could feel him fumbling with his jeans so I manoeuvred my hand down between our bodies and popped the button. He immediately shoved them down his hips and freeing his dick, I couldn’t see it, I wanted to, but I could
feel
it, right where I needed it. The ache at my core had turned into a deep throb so I pushed my hips up to his, seeking relief.

“Condom
, I don’t have...” He gasped.

“I don’t care Mase, I
need
you.” He stilled and I prayed he wasn’t going to stop, I don’t think I could have coped if he did.

Thank fuck! He didn’t stop.

He reared back and slammed into me. I let out a guttural moan, which mingled with his own growl of approval and we both stilled.

Holy fuck!
Unbelievable.

He drove into me...deep, controlled, amazing. I tipped my hips up to meet each thrust, clawing his back, nibbling along the base of his neck to his shoulder. I traced the area with my tongue, enjoying his pleasured moans. I could feel myself building, I was so close, but I
couldn’t find it. Mase, being Mase, knew exactly what I needed and he increased his speed before burying himself to the root and rotating his hips. The extra friction across my clit was all I needed. It caused me to explode around him, sinking my teeth into the flesh at his shoulder and held on until the shakes taking over my body had subsided.

I was boneless. My arms and legs dropped to my side and I lay panting, Mase still on top of me, face buried in my neck, weight slightly supported on his elbows and he was ghosting kisses across my skin.

Too damn perfect.

“This can’t happen again.”

What?

Not so perfect...

“Yes, yes it can.”

He was still inside me and still pretty hard. So why wouldn’t he just shut up!

“No babe, I meant what I said. This is the last time. I don’t want to do this anymore. Sex, we’re good at that...” He pulled out of me and rolled to the side, but didn’t bother pulling his jeans up. The rain was coming down even heavier and I hoped it masked my tears when he continued. “Hell, we’re
amazing
at that. But I’m guessing you’re also amazing at that with a load of other guys too and I’m just not willing to be one of many anymore.”

God he was so stupid. Well, maybe not, seeing as I hadn’t said the words. I laughed at myself, out loud, he was right, I was so fucked up.

“Why are you laughing? I wasn’t being funny.”

I rolled to my side and looked at him, his eyebrows were pulled together and he looked so adorably confused. I laughed harder, clutching my stomach and waving the other hand in front of my face to calm myself down.

I took a few steady breaths and just stared at him.

“No Mase, what you said wasn’t funny.
It was stupid. There hasn’t been anyone else since I met you. Not one person. There hasn’t been anyone else, because, fuck it, no matter how much I tried not to, I fell in
love
with you. Heads over heels, mind consuming, deep down to my soul, love. I just love you.”

“Y-you do?”

“More than anything.” I declared fiercely.

He edged forward
and brought his hand up to caress my cheek. His touch was whisper-soft, almost as if he couldn’t decide if I was real.

“I love you too, Sunshine.”

 

Well, really, what more was there to
say.

Chapter
Eighteen

Harper

 

I’m not going to pretend that was it, that i
t was all diamonds and roses after that. It wasn’t!

Mason was still a demanding fucker, and I was still a stubborn bitch. Don’t honestly think that will ever change. It’s just who we are!

But I didn’t feel caged, I didn’t have to give up everything I had and everything I was, and I didn’t have to start doing as I was told! Life was just the same, but better. I had a man who loved me, whom I loved in return and I was happy.

I didn’t realise until after I’d told him, but I was worried.
Really worried, that he’d change his mind. That he’d see I wasn’t worth all the effort and the headaches that I’d caused. Worried that it was all about the chase for him and once he really had me, he wouldn’t want me anymore.

When I told him, he flat out laughed in my face. It wasn’t exactly the reaction I was expecting. But then he explained, and I was reminded all over again why I’d fallen in love with him in the first place.

“Sunshine, love isn't supposed to be all hearts and flowers, sometimes it hurts like fuck, but when it’s real, it’s amazing. No one really gets a happy ending without fighting for it. Why should you have true love if you've never really earned it? It shouldn’t be handed to you on a plate, it’s worth more than that. So no, you don’t need to worry. We’ve earned ours, probably more than most people have, and I’m not letting you go. Not. Ever.”

So I’m not worried anymore.

That simple.

We arrived home that night, drenched. My teeth were chattering, my skin was covered in goose bumps, my make-up had
ran down my face and my hair was stuck to my head, but I couldn’t have cared any less.

Walking through the front door, I stopped short when I saw my apartment. Mason ran into the back of me and I stumbled forward but caught myself before I fell.

“Whoa, what...?”

Mase didn’t have chance to finish his question, Ruben interrupted.

“WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?”

“Can we get through the door before you scream at us?” I asked, trying to calm him down.
I didn’t understand why he was as worried as he was, it’s not like anything would have happened to Mase. I know, it’s hypocritical, considering for about two hours, I thought he was going to prison for murder, but...ok I admit it, I’m stupid!

We walked in and I looked around. Everyone was there.
Jax, Taylor, Jase...and Ruben, who looked like he was about to have a coronary.

Taylor’s eyes were focused on our entwined hands and I could see her fighting a smile. I rolled my eyes at her, only that girl would find anything funny right then. I looked at Mase and gestured for him to ahead and explain. I really couldn’t be bothered to go through it all. I wanted a hot bath, a cup of tea, and dry clothes. Not that I didn’t appreciate everyone being there, clearly they were worried, but still, the quicker they left, the better.

Mason relayed the whole story, from start to finish...leaving out the parts that they really didn’t need to know. I’m not sure they would have liked to hear about our escapades in a random field!

“Wait, so what took you so long to get home then?” Jax asked, with Ruben adding... “He was back hours ago. We’ve been going out of our minds here.”

“Sorry, we um, we took a walk...”
Yeah, because that was convincing
.

“Why were you so worried anyway?
” He asked.

Ruben’s face paled slightly and I wondered if anyone else had caught his reaction, didn’t seem like it. He covered it fairl
y quickly and shrugged. Mase had mentioned before about him hiding something, I knew it was true.

“Why would you take a walk in the rain, and why does Harp have mud all up her back?” This came from Jase.

“We just wanted to, and she um, fell over.”

He was clearly not a very good liar. So I saved him, sort of.

“Ok, we didn’t go for a
walk, we had sex in a field, in the rain, on the way home. That good enough of a reason for you?”

They shut up after that, but I did appreciate Jase’s snort of approval. Taylor shook her head but she was smiling. Hey, I don’t know why they were surprised! I’ve never held my
tongue, I wasn’t going to start then.

Thankfully, Jase seemed to realise that they were still just staring at us when we were clearly, fucking freezing.

“Okay, they’re here, they’re fine. Any and all other questions can wait until later...” He looked at me and I widened my eyes, in a silent plea. He continued. “Or, maybe tomorrow. Let’s clear out.”

 

Mason

 

Everyone got up at the same time and I swear, I could have kissed Jase on the mouth. I was shuddering so hard from the cold, my balls had shrivelled up and my dick was trying to retreat. Then again, that could have been from fear of kissing Jase, so I threw that idea away.

Ruben came to stand in front of me, just staring at me. He pulled me into a hug and spoke into my ear.

“I’m so glad you’re okay.”

Then he pulled back, punched me in the arm, and not lightly, before calling me a ‘jackass’.

Thanks little brother. Love you too.

Once everyone had left, it was just me, Harper...and...
Jase?

“What are you still doing here?” I asked.

“This is
my
apartment too! I live here.”

I leaned back against the wall, crossed one foot over the other, and folded my arms across my chest. The stared at him with one eyebrow raised.

He took my silent challenge well...for about ten seconds. I knew I’d won when he looked to Harper to help him. She looked to the ceiling and pretended to ignore him.

Good job, Sunshine!

“Fine, fine. I know where I’m not wanted, I’ll leave. But I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”

I held my position.
Still staring at him.

He threw his hands in the air.

“Urgh! Fine, I’ll be back
tomorrow.
..” Pointing at Harper, he said, “But don’t think I’ll be this much of a pushover forever.”

Then he walked out the door.

“Thanks Jase! You’re the best!” She called after him.

My girls got good manners.

I headed straight for the bathroom, knowing we both needed to warm up, and quickly. I’m was fairly certain that we were both bordering on hypothermia. Harper joined me after a few minutes and cleared her throat in the doorway.

I didn’t turn around, I was too busy making sure the bath was the right temperature and it didn’t overflow. Then she cleared her throat even louder.

Is she getting sick already?

I turned around to check on her, my mouth dropped open...and my dick got hard. She was leaning against the door frame, one foot crossed over the other, one arm by her side and the other hand was on her hip...

And she was naked.

Beautifully, gloriously, stunningly...naked.

Fuck, I didn’t think it was possible to forget how gorgeous she was. I was frozen in place, my body seemed to have not quite caught up with my brain yet. So she took control, she sashayed towards me, swinging her hips and biting her lip.

Fuck...me...

She was mine. Months of bullshit...forgotten.

She raised her hand, licked the tip of her finger and flicked my nipple. I hissed out a breath between my teeth. If there was one thing this girl knew, it was how to
drive men wild. I knew I’d eventually lose my mind, I just didn’t care.

I loved her.

Shedding my clothes in a matter of seconds, I stepped even closer to her, pulling her against me. I wasn’t so cold anymore.

I was confused though, when she pulled away. She shook her head at my groan of protest and I could tell the little minx was trying to fight a smile. Instead of coming back to me, she stepped over the edge of the bathtub, and lowered herself into the water. The whole sight was so fucking erotic,
I was hard as steel.

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