I could feel him roll his eyes. “Whatever. She’s crazy.”
As his hand skimmed down my leg and back up, he turned me over again and pressed a leg between mine as he hovered over me. I opened my eyes and found his on my br**sts. They lingered there, and when his hand touched one of my ni**les, I curled a hand around his neck and pulled him down. Then I whispered against his neck, “Why am I naked?”
He grinned and nipped my lips. “Because that’s how I like to sleep with you.”
“Really?” I gave him a hard look when he pulled back. It’d been an old argument with us now. I liked pajamas and he liked nothing. I won most of the time, but this hadn’t been one of those times. I hadn’t really had a chance.
“You were asking me to take your clothes off too.” He edged back but still held himself above me with his arms on both sides of me.
I snorted in disbelief.
“You were. You were moaning and trying to grab me. You kept asking me to take off your clothes. I was uncomfortable at first, but then I figured if that’s what you wanted…” His eyes were lit with amusement as he waited for my reaction.
He wanted me to argue, but instead I wrapped my legs around his and lifted myself up. I felt him between my legs and started to rub back and forth. It wasn’t long before he hardened and moaned into my ear. He curled a hand under my back and lifted me higher on the bed. As we scooted up, we pressed down on the bed and he moved against me. His lips feathered kisses along my shoulder, up my chin, and down my cheeks. He lingered above my lips before I arched against him and pressed my mouth to his. Lust swirled around and a primal need pumped through me. I was blind for him and gasped as his lips left my lips to travel down. They lingered over my br**sts and my hips jumped off the bed as his tongue circled a nipple.
Then his alarm went off again. Its insistent beep, beep, beep slowly penetrated the haze that had descended over us. He pulled away to turn it off, and I immediately reached for him and drew him back. Mason pressed a hard kiss to me and swept me underneath again to slide inside.
I gasped as he filled me. Then he started to move.
My eyes closed, and I surrendered everything to him.
“Fuck,” he cursed when we had finished. “I’m late for practice.”
My voice was still thick as I laughed. When he started to roll out of the bed, my fingers trailed across his back. “And Logan will know why.”
He snorted as he fumbled towards the bathroom. I heard more curses before the shower was turned on and grinned when I pushed myself up on the bed. It wasn’t long before he came back in with a towel over his head and another being rubbed over his chest.
“I hate this room. I don’t know where anything is.” The bed sunk under his weight when he sat and started to dress.
I groaned. “I have school.”
“You could always come to my school?” The corner of his mouth curved up.
“Oh, right. Because Kate and the others are going to be so welcoming.” A hard laugh ripped from me. “Those girls hate me.”
“You’re tough. You can take ‘em.” He grinned again as he pulled a shirt over his head.
I groaned. The four girls who ran Fallen Crest Public were tough too, but Mason knew that. It was why he put up with them, or that’s what he said one time. However, the longer we dated, the more they hated me. I’d rather take the Academy Elite on anytime.
“Okay.” He dipped down for a quick kiss. “I’ll see you Wednesday?”
“Why not tonight?”
He turned around at the door and gave me a blank look. “Logan and I are having dinner with our mom. It’ll be late when we get back. We have to go into the city. You want to come?”
I laid back down. “Wednesday it is!”
I could hear his chuckle as he went down the stairs. The sound faded soon after that and I sighed when I pulled the blanket back up. I already missed him so I inhaled his scent. My eyes fluttered closed and I snuggled under the covers, pretending he was still there.
*
“You’re chipper this morning.”
I closed my locker with a slam.
Amelia White stared back at me with a hard smirk on her face. Her hair had been braided and woven in an intricate knot. She had a bag over her shoulder and pulled her uniform skirt down an inch. Her hipbones showed, but I didn’t think she cared.
“What do you want?” I sighed and made sure my uniform didn’t show my hipbones. It wasn’t a look I wanted.
“Mark told me last night that you’re having dinner at their house on Friday. I want you to tell her to invite me.”
“I can’t do that.” I started to move and she fell in step beside me.
“Why not?”