Wicked Nights

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Authors: Lexie Davis
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Sleek tattoos marked the majority of his arms and chest and she found herself licking her lips as she studied them. He watched her for a moment, before undoing his pants.
    “Get your clothes off.”
    Addison laid back and closed her eyes. “I’m not having sex with you.”
    He grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Moving closer, Mason tugged the sweats from her hips. “You are.”
    She arched her back off the mattress when he scooped her panties aside and touched her. A million thoughts raced through her mind, though the alcohol slowed their speed. She didn’t want to like this, but everything within her couldn’t help it.
    “You’ll feel better afterward too.” He left her and grabbed a condom from the box on the nightstand. He took a moment, staring at the bandage on her leg. “Does it hurt?”
    Addison shook her head. “The cuts weren’t deep.”
    Mason settled in, briefly rolling the condom on his cock as he pushed her legs apart. He hooked a finger in her panties, tugging them aside before he pushed his cock against her wet flesh. Her pussy embraced him willingly. He shoved in, filling her with one hard thrust. Everything about him was hard and she liked that. He wasn’t a tender, let’s-cry-after-sex kind of lover. No, he fucked her like a dying man, and she was his lifeline. He pumped hard and fast, lifting her ass off the mattress to get deeper. She loved every minute of it.
    “Maybe when I make you come, you’ll have something to be happy about today.”
    “Doubt it.” His cock brushed against her G-spot. “Fuck me harder.”
    He felt so amazing inside her and she pumped her hips to match his. He sank onto the depths of her pussy and ground against her. She gasped at the motion, watching as his teeth clenched tight, his control straining while she squeezed him. She could fuck like this forever.
    “Shit,” he muttered and reached between them to brush her clit.
    Addison cried out, eyes closing as the pleasure overtook her. Mason grunted, thrusting hard two more times before pulling out completely and tossing the condom. She barely had time to register what had happened before he knelt on the bed, cupping her head up for a kiss.
    He claimed her mouth with his own, and God, he tasted good. She had no idea what the hell appealed to her about him so much, but, dammit, something sure did. She didn’t protest it either, not as much as she probably should.
    He let her go and moved back, zipping up his pants. “Get your clothes straightened up. We’re leaving.”
    Addison glowered at him, sitting up on the bed. “What?”
    “Food?” he said. “That was our deal. You said you were starving.”
    She straightened her clothing and watched as he put his shirt and cut back on.
    “Where do you want to go?” he asked.
    “Somewhere Italian.”
    “Come on, then.”
    Once they left, he drove to Bertelli’s Bistro in the heart of Tampa and parked. She let a smile escape and he saw it. “You’re actually happy? For the first time today? It’s a fucking miracle.”
    She rolled her eyes. “I love this place.”
    “I’m pretty sure it was the orgasm, but you can blame it on the restaurant if you like.” Mason climbed out of the truck.
    She followed him into the restaurant and sat down at the table. He didn’t bother looking at the menu, keeping his attention on her instead.
    “What can I get you?” the waitress asked.
    “New York Strip.”
    Addison glanced up from her menu. “I want baked cheese tortellini.”
    He pulled her menu away. “A bottle of merlot as well.”
    The waitress took the menus and left them alone. Addison clasped her hands and stared at him. “I’m not going to talk about the MC, but your goon is a jerk.”
    He licked his lips. “Chuck? Nah. It’s customary for my goons to not speak to my women. It’s a sign of respect.”
    Addison stared at him. “I am not ‘your woman’. And if he wants his ass saved again, you’d better be teaching your boys that

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