My back arched as he hit my g-spot sending shivers down my spine. I could feel my legs straining to keep myself up.
"Mmm...right there. God Mason...right there." I moaned, turning my head to the side.
He kissed me again and thrust into me harder. He tilted my neck up while fucking me harder. His pace was getting quicker, his hips pushing forward with each stroke causing a rush of pleasure and pain that traveled from my clit through my body until I felt like I would explode into a million little pieces.
"No one has ever made me feel this way before," I said quietly, looking up at him. His eyes glowed as he looked down at me. We kissed for what seemed like hours. Every time we parted our lips, our tongues brushed together and then merged. The smell of vanilla, buttercream frosting and jasmine were filling the air. It reminded me of every kiss we had shared over the years but none of them compared to this moment. As long as I lived there would always be something special between us, no matter how old we got or how many other relationships we formed.
"Do you want to make love?" he asked. "Or do you want me to just fuck you some more?"
He knew exactly what I wanted. He didn't even hesitate when I told him to fuck me. He grabbed me and put me on top of him. I turned my body around and pulled him close to me. Then I started bouncing on his cock. I threw my head back and held his waist between my hands as I fucked him.
"You're are so fucking good at that." He says in between grunts and low moans.
"Oh am I?" I asked smirking. I picked up the pace. When he finally came I still rode him as he deposited his seed in me. I felt myself release onto him as well leaving a white liquid dripping off his stomach.
I slowly got off, collapsing on the bed next to him. I turned to face him and he had already been staring at me.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything Rebecca. Maybe if I wasn't such a dick we would've made it past high school. Ya know? Formed a real relationship? I don't know. Maybe we weren't meant to be but we were a really good couple. Sucks I had to ruin that." He said lowly. He stared into my eyes for what felt like forever before he pulled me closer into his arms and kissed me.
"I love you Rebecca." He said just inches away from my mouth. I felt intoxicated by his scent and high off his eyes. Everything about him was addicting and that's why we broke up. Even through our toxic days we never left each other and how could we? We were so in love. We just wanted to be together and we ignored all the red flags. But we're not teens anymore.
"We can't Mason. We just can't." I say backing away from him. His eyes flash with hurt before he gets up to collect his clothes. He turns for a moment before looking at me again. I try to move out of his way but he doesn't let me.
"Just one more night Rebecca. Just one more night where I can hold you and kiss you and love you. " He pleads holding his hands out to me. My mind was telling me no, but my heart screamed yes.
"I- Mason. I don't know. I don't want to spark anything." I said looking away. I wanted him badly but the fact is that we're toxic and that's not something we can fix at this point.
"No. We can't spark anything anymore. You need to understand that. This isn't something you want to mess with."I said leaning forward. He moved behind me pulling me back against his chest.
"You deserve someone better than me Mason." I whispered into his ear. "And besides I know deep down inside you do too."
"You're wrong." He says holding me tight to his body. "You know that's not true."
"Mason..." I start saying when I feel his lips press hard against mine. His fingers reach into my hair tugging my head backwards. His tongue slips inside my mouth and presses against my teeth. I wrap my hand around his wrist and gently pull it away. Mason lets go of me instantly and looks at me shocked.
"Why did you stop me? Why now?" He asks.
"We can't. What do you not understand about that? We are toxic. That's it. I love you Mason but if I were to let myself date you again I would be breaking the promises we made. 'Never to date again.' You don't remember that? You said it yourself." I say on the verge of tears.
"I've changed. I'm not the same dumbass teenager. Please just give me a chance. We can try again Rebecca. Just you and me." He says frowning. I shake my head. I walk towards the door leading into my bedroom. I quickly turn back and grab the hem of his shirt and tug it up until it bunches around his stomach.
"Take care of yourself Mason." I say biting my bottom lip and forcing my eyes to stay dry. I get to the door, open it, then push him out and slam it shut behind me.
I hear a soft cry and his footsteps recede. I clean up the messy couch from our rendezvous and go to my room after putting the blankets in the washer.
I turn on my phone to see 6 messages from Mason.
I'm sorry.
Please can we try again?
I need you in my life. You have no idea how much I depend on you.
I'm sorry about tonight. Can we meet up tomorrow?
I'm not toxic anymore. I'm a new man. I can prove it to you
I love you.
I cringe at them before turning off my phone. I'll text him tomorrow. That's the last time I'm EVER having sex with a high school sweetheart.
