Masked Truth: Harrington Hills Academy: Book One

by Mae Reese

  “I want to see” she says, leaning back against the counter her nakedness not phasing her in the slightest.

  I pull my sweats down, letting my cock spring free. Kicking them to the side I again grab my cock, stroking it for her. Her eyes stay fixed on my dick, her lips parted as she watches me work myself.

  “If you keep looking like that baby I may have to take back what I said about being patient…” I murmur, stroking my cock faster and enjoying the tightness forming in my stomach.

  Her eyes find mine, the bright blue orbs shining as a small smile forms on her lips.

  Taking my hand she steps into the shower, turning around and standing under the stream. I watch her closely as she gets her hair wet, the water streaming down her body.

  “I didn’t say stop” she whispers, her eyes open and watching me.

  I oblige, wrapping my fist around my cock and pumping it. Skylar keeps her eyes on me, roaming between my eyes and my cock as she grabs the shampoo and squirts some in her hand. She lathers her hair, her eyes never straying from me.

  Her intense stare and her wet and naked body are pushing me closer, something I’m not ready for yet.

  She rinses her hair and I let go of my cock, joining her under the water. She gets on her tippy toes, her face leaning towards my chest. I watch in awe as she flicks her tongue out, teasing my nipple. My cock jerks even though I’m not touching it, the electricity from her tongue going straight to my dick. She smiles against my skin as she swirls her tongue, then biting so softly.

  Skylar looks up at me and slowly begins to lower herself to her knees but I stop her. “Finish showering, I want you in bed” I say, my voice raspy.

  A small smile plays on her lips as she conditions her hair and washes her body. I stand, staring like a stalker at her. Watching every move she makes and thinking about how bad I want to make her come multiple times tonight.

  Once she is finished, she turns off the shower. Stepping out, she grabs us both a towel and dries herself off. She reaches for her bathrobe that is hanging on the back of the door but I grab her hand. “No point, you would just be naked again soon anyway.”

  She bites that fucking lip and I lose it, grabbing her waist and hauling her up to my lips, crashing them against hers. Again, she wraps her legs around my body as I walk us back to the bed. I lay her down and groan at the sight of her naked and sprawled across my sheets.

  With one hand I shove all of the books I had been using for my homework to the floor and flick off the lamp on the bedside table.

  I crawl back on top of her, leaning down and taking her lips with mine again. She moans as I snake my tongue in her mouth, my tongue ring teasing her.

  I have never been with a girl who lights me on fire like she does, my body burns for her every time I see her and it almost feels like a craving I cannot sate.

  I’m fucking addicted.

  Skylar’s hips reach up to meet mine, the heat from her core feeling molten against my cock. I slide against her and she moans, her nails digging into my shoulders. I press against her again, my cock sliding through her folds and against her clit.

  “That feels amazing, Barron” she whispers, pushing her hips against me for more. I continue to kiss her, pressing my cock against her pussy.

  I can feel every single twitch my cock makes against her, every sense I have heightened and focused on where our bodies are melding together.

  “Please tell me you have a condom” she moans, causing me to stop and look down at her.

  “Are you sure?” I ask, my brow furrowing.

  “I wouldn’t ask you if I wasn’t… what’s with the look” she says, sitting up on her elbows.

  “I just… I want your first time to be special” I say, biting my lip. As much as I would love to be Skylar’s first I want to make sure she wants me to be.

  “My first time?” She looks confused.

  “Weston said… he said you never slept with him” I cannot believe I am talking about Weston Fucking Montgomery with a beautiful, naked, and wet girl underneath me.

  “That’s true, I never slept with him… but I have slept with someone. I lost my virginity the summer before I started dating him. I just told him I was a virgin so he wouldn’t push me to sleep with him. I lied” she shocks the shit out of me. She almost looks remorseful as she admits to me that she has been lying to him the last three years, even if it was for a good reason.

  Leaning down I take her lips with mine, kissing her. “I’m sorry you had to live with that shitty relationship for so long, but I promise you I am going to do everything in my power to make this relationship worthy of the amazing person you are.” I whisper against her.

  “You already are” she whispers, sealing her lips to mine. Our kissing soon turns more intense, her moans matching my own as we press against each other. Sliding my hand between us, I push my fingers inside of her feeling her soaked walls. Gliding them in and out, watching as she writhes beneath me, her pussy gripping my fingers the closer I bring her to orgasm.

  “Fuck” she yells out as her orgasm slams into her, her hips bucking off the bed and her pussy dripping onto my hand. Her breath comes out in pants as she comes down from her orgasm high, her chest rising and falling beneath me.

  Pulling my fingers from inside her I lean over to reach into the night stand, grabbing a condom out. Getting up on my knees I tear the foil with my teeth, her sated eyes staring at me as she watches me roll it down my cock.

  I settle myself between her thighs, softly kissing her as I trail my fingers down her neck to her shoulder.

  “How did I get so fucking lucky” she murmurs, her eyes closing as I take one of her nipples into my mouth. I tease the bud, my tongue ring flicking across it as I slowly slide inside of her, waiting as she stretches around me inch by inch.

  Once I am fully inside her I start to rock my hips, her legs going around my waist as she brings her hips up to meet mine.

  “You feel even better than I could have imagined” I say, leaning my forehead against hers as I slowly slide in and out of her. She meets each of my thrusts with her hips, bring me deeper into her. I can feel her nails lightly pulling down my back as her moans increase, her pussy getting tighter around me and I know she is going to come for me again soon.

  “That’s my girl… squeeze my cock when you come all over it” I groan out, pumping into her deeply but trying to make sure I am not hurting her.

  “I need it harder” she moans, noticing that I am holding back. I take her moaned suggestion and pick up my pace, my balls slapping against her with each thrust.

  My orgasm hits me from out of nowhere, no warning, slamming into me like a freight train. My balls tighten and I explode, filling the condom with deep grunts and her name on my lips. It doesn’t take her long before she falls behind me, her pussy clenching and unclenching around my cock as it empties.

  Sweat drips from my forehead from the exertion as I lean against her, my body feeling lax. I kiss her softly, drawing her bottom lip between mine and she smiles so fucking brilliantly.

  “Jesus that was good” she murmurs, her husky chuckle vibrating my cock that is still inside her. I pull out, removing the condom and tying it off so I can toss it in the trash can. Laying down I pull her to me, her head resting on my chest.

  I trace my hands up and down her arm, listening to the sound of her breathing as it evens out telling me she has fallen asleep. I watch her for a while, her long dark lashes fanning across her cheeks and her blonde hair falling over her shoulder. Leaning down, I press a kiss to her forehead before gently getting up and grabbing my sweatpants to go downstairs and get a bottle of water.

  I grab a second for her in case she wakes up and make my way back up the stairs, spotting Breanne tapping lightly on the door to the room where Skylar should be sleeping.

  “Hey Little B, Sky is asleep in my room…” I say, realizing she may not want that inference in her head.

  “Oh. Ok…” she says, chewing her bottom lip.


  “What’s wrong?” I ask, noticing she looks nervous.

  “Nothing, I just wanted to ask her something.”

  “Want me to wake her up?” I ask.

  “No, definitely not… it can wait” she waves her hands like whatever is on her mind is no big deal.

  “Hey Barron?” She asks as I am pushing open the door to my room.

  “Yeah?”

  “I’m sorry what I said about you hurting Sky. You’re different with her, and I can see you care about her” she says, one side of her lip kicking up with a half-smile.

  “No need to apologize, you were looking out for Skylar and that I appreciate it” I say. I walk over and wrap my arms around her tiny frame, pulling her to me. Breanne and I may not hang out all the time, or spend afternoons watching movies or doing other shit siblings do but I would kill anyone who hurt her. Our bond is solid, our love even more so.

  “Goodnight B” she says, waving as she walks off down the hall.

  “Night Little B” I say back, entering room and pushing the door to behind me.

  Skylar is awake, looking at her phone. She looks over at me and smiles when she sees me, her cheeks turning red.

  “Breanne was just looking for you” I say, climbing into bed beside her and handing her a water bottle.

  “What did she want?” She asks, taking it from me and taking a sip. I shrug, downing half of my bottle before putting it on the nightstand.

  Chapter 30

  Skylar

  A small knock on the door has Barron rolling his eyes before getting off of me and slinging the door open.

  “You’re being a cockblocker” he grumbles to his little sister.

  “She told me to come!” Breanne points at me, her eyes widening.

  “I know, I was messing with you… still doesn’t mean you weren’t interrupting something” he wiggles his eyebrows at her and she gags.

  “You’re disgusting” she says, climbing up on the bed and sitting next to me.

  “No, disgusting would be me telling you exactly what we just did on those sheets you’re sitting on” he smirks, turning his desk chair around and sitting on it.

  Breanne squeals, leaping from the bed like her ass was on fire.

  “You’re such a dick” I say, throwing one of his pillows at him. He laughs while dodging the soft projectile.

  Breanne takes a seat on the floor near the door, glaring daggers at her brother.

  “What did you want to talk about?” I ask, grabbing one of the other pillows and putting it on my lap. When Barron had told me that Breanne was looking for me, I got up and got dressed sending her a text that I was awake if she wanted to come down here.

  She side-eyed Barron.

  “What?” He asks, clueless.

  “I think she wants you to leave” I laugh out, his expression turning a mixture of confusion and sadness.

  “Jesus, this is why I don’t have any girlfriends. I knew, I just knew, that they’d end up liking Breanne more” he says, with playful exasperation.

  I get up and walk to the chair he is sitting in, taking his face between my hands “Impossible” I whisper, kissing him lightly on the lips.

  “I guess I’ll go call Bash and have a smoke” he groans, getting up.

  True to his word, Barron had cut back his smoking… a double edged sword for me. On one hand it was obviously healthier, on the other I missed the smell on him. The mix of tobacco and a clean smell that can only be described as Barron.

  He places another kiss on my lips, letting it linger long enough that his sister starts making gagging noises again.

  Once he leaves I settle back onto the pillows of his bed, stretching my legs across the cool sheets.

  “Okay, he’s gone. What’s up?” I ask, looking over at her.

  She sighs, pulling her dark hair over her shoulder. “There’s this guy…” she trails off.

  “Who?” I ask, my eyes widen. Breanne was a gorgeous girl, her dark hair and light skin made her even more stunning. But, I had never once seen her talk to any guys at school.

  She gnaws on her bottom lip, her eyebrows furrowing so much like her brothers “Samuel” she whispers.

  “Samuel, like Samuel Turner?!” I say, floored by her admission. Sam has been one of Weston’s best friends for as long as I can remember, and he has also been a Royal Dicknugget, too.

  “Yes, I don’t know what it is about him… he just makes me so… UGH” she throws herself back onto the floor dramatically.

  I sit on the bed, utterly confused at how someone like Breanne could be interested in someone like Samuel. The thought alone is enough to make me have the same gagging spells Breanne had minutes ago.

  I toss words around in my head for a minute, trying to be a good friend and also trying to be real with her.

  “He’s kind of a dick?” I say.

  Way to ease into it, Skylar.

  She laughs, loudly. “Yeah, he totally is.”

  That confuses the hell out of me, so I spend a few minutes trying to figure out my best course of action here.

  “Does he like you?” I ask, feeling like that’s a safe route.

  “I think so. Every time we see each other its crazy… it’s so hard to explain” she trails off.

  “Ok so if he likes you, and you like him, what’s the problem?” I ask her.

  She chews on her bottom lip before responding, holding her fingers up and ticking items off “For one, my brother may kill him. I don’t mean that in the figurative sense. Two, every time I see him he’s with some other girl. Three, after we kissed…”

  I cut her off with a shriek “YOU KISSED?!”

  “Oh I left that part out, huh?” She turns red, her neck and cheeks flaming against her pale skin.

  “Have you talked to him about this?”

  “No. I don’t know what to say” she admits honestly.

  “Well, I think the first step is talking to him and getting a feel of where his head is at then you can assess the situation from there. I mean, I highly doubt you want to be one of his side pieces and if that’s all he wants then you have your answer” I shrug.

  “You’re right, I will talk to him” she says, standing up and giving me a hug. I hug her back, glad that I not only gained a boyfriend with this deal but a friend in Breanne.

  She starts to walk out the room but I stop her “Hey, tomorrow your brother and I are going to this youth center football game. Would you like to come with us? Maisie will be there. We have been working with their peewee cheer team and this is their first game.

  Her eyes light up “Absolutely” she says.

  “Good. We are leaving at 7:30, the game starts at 9. We have a few things to help with before it starts and it’s about a 30 minute drive to Monroe” she nods her head, looking excited as she bounds out the door, yelling goodnight as she does.

  Chapter 31

  Barron

  I feel her arms snake around my neck from behind as I am just finishing my cigarette, listening to Bash on the phone explain how he and Maisie almost kissed.

  Yeah right.

  She slides into my lap, her back to my front as I lay out on the pool lounge chair. Her legs silky smooth as they’re pressed against mine. I lean down, inhaling the scent of her shampoo.

  “Are you fucking smelling your girlfriend again, you creeper?” Bash asks, breaking me from my moment.

  “Shut up asshole, at least I have a girlfriend to smell like a creeper” I feel Skylar’s chuckle against my chest, her head falling back to rest against my chest.

  I softly run my fingers down her arm, clasping my free hand with hers.

  “That’s what I have been trying to tell you asshole… you suck let me talk to Skylar” he whines into the phone.

  “No, you’re not annoying my girl with your bullshit story about almost kissing Maisie” the phone is yanked out of my hand before I have a chance to finish my sentence, Skylar immediately putting it to her ear.

  “You what?!” She asks, sitting
up straight.

  I wrap my arm around her stomach and pull her back to me, moving her hair to the side so I can nuzzle into her neck as she talks.

  “I can’t believe she didn’t tell me” Skylar muses, not sounding hurt but more like she’s intrigued.

  “No, I believe you” she says and I roll my eyes, not even hearing what Sebastian is saying on the other end but knowing its shit.

  “Don’t fall for his bullshit” I whisper, kissing her shoulder. I cannot keep my hands and lips off this girl.

  “He said shut the fuck up or he’s going to tell me about your first kiss” she says, laughing.

  “Someone is going to have to tell me this story, everyone seems to think it’s worthy of holding over B’s head so I must know it” she states emphatically.

  “Never” I say, taking the phone back from her.

  “Bye, asshole” I say, hanging it up. He will try and call back but tough shit, we can finish the conversation tomorrow.

  “I like your friends” she says, making herself comfortable on me.

  “Good, they like you” I reply, teasing her fingers between mine.

  “Can I ask you something personal” she whispers, her eyes closed.

  “Anything.”

  “What happened to your mother? When I was coming down here I saw the pictures on the mantle of the fireplace. She was gorgeous, B. I see so much of you and Breanne in her…”

  My heart squeezes tightly. I don’t talk about my mom often, it’s too painful. She was one of those rare people who everyone loved. She was always happy and smiling, anyone who met her instantly fell for her. She would do anything for anyone, she would have loved Skylar and that hits me hard.

  I take a deep breath “She died about 5 years ago in a car accident. Breanne and I were at summer camp and dad showed up to get us, he brought us home and told us. We both took it really hard, we actually slept in the same bed for about 2 years” I tell her, remembering how Breanne’s cries would only go away if I slept in the bed with her, the comfort as much for her sake as mine.

  “I’m so sorry” she whispers, squeezing my hand. She brings it up to her lips and places a soft kiss on my wrist.