by Holly Jaymes
“And not a McLean,” my father added.
“Wyatt is nice, but not for me. Besides, I’m not staying in Eden Lake. I’m just here to help with the house.” Maybe if I told them about my plans to go east, that would give them something new to focus on.
“So, you’re having an affair? Is this one of those things where you’re seeking the bad boy?”
My mom had read too many romance novels, clearly.
“No. Listen, I’m here to help with the house, and then I’m heading east. I’ve got some job prospects.”
My mother’s eyes misted. “Back east? We won’t see you?”
“It’s not the end of the earth, mom.”
“Then go,” my father said. “We don’t need help with the house, and I’d rather have you back east than here.” My father took in my robe again, and his jaw clenched. I knew he had to be thinking of Mason touching me.
“Look, why don’t you go back to the condo, and I’ll see you for breakfast tomorrow.” This wasn’t going to get resolved tonight.
“You come with us,” my father insisted. “Right now, Willa. Get your things and leave with us. If you honor your family, you’ll leave this place right now.”
A part of me considered it only to spare Mason any more drama. I could only imagine what he was thinking about this conversation. But I didn’t want to go. Maybe if I stood my ground, it would be the beginning of making them see the feud was stupid.
“I’m not leaving here tonight.”
“There’s nothing we can do, Marissa,” my father said, putting his hand on my mother's back.
“We’re so disappointed, Willa.” My mother shook her head.
“I know mom. I am too.”
Her eyes widened for a moment, but my father was already pushing her out the door.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said, closing the door behind them. I took a breath and then turned to see Mason still in his robe, leaning against the entryway to the kitchen.
“You stayed,” he said.
He’d expected me to leave. It was evident in the tone of his voice and look in his eyes.
I walked to him. “I wasn’t finished with you yet.” I undid the tie of his robe, slipping my hand in and wrapping it around his dick. “Now, where was I?”
Chapter 22: Retaliation
Mason
I thought she’d leave. I was so sure of it that I nearly got dressed when she opened the door to let them in.
When I answered the door initially and saw them standing there, I knew the jig was up. They demanded to see Willa, and I complied. I had to hand it to her; she stood her ground. But her parents, not unlike my father, were so entrenched in this feud they couldn’t see how infantile they were.
Her parents would continue to give her grief, but I suspected they’d forgive her. They’d blame me for seducing her. It was another reason why she couldn’t stay, even though I wanted her to.
When they left, and she put her hands around my dick, all thoughts of what just transpired in my living room dissipated. Warmth and arousal flooded my body.
“Let’s take this to a bed,” I said, maneuvering us up the hall toward my room.
“If you insist.”
“About before…the condom thing…” God, I hoped she still wanted to do this without it. But perhaps she had changed her mind. The pill was nearly foolproof, but I’d heard stories of women getting pregnant on it. The pill and condom combo were like Fort Knox protecting her eggs from my invaders.
“What about it?” She pushed my robe from my shoulders and made an mmm sound that made my dick stand straight up.
“If you want to change your mind, I’ll understand.”
“Why would I change my mind?” She dropped to her knees. My head nearly exploded to see her pretty pink mouth so close to my dick.
“Risk.”
Her tongue snaked out and swirled around my tip. I closed my eyes as electric heat shot up my cock, making me dizzy.
“There’s no risk, Mason.” She sucked my dick deep into her mouth. All coherent thoughts evaporated.
“Ah fuck, Willa…feels so good.” I thread my fingers through her beautiful blonde locks, and gently rocked my hips, fucking her mouth.
She released me, her hand stroking my dick, which was nice, but not like her mouth. I was ready to beg her to suck me again, but then she licked one ball and then the other before taking one into her mouth.
I groaned, the sound of it echoing in my room. My blood was pumping hard. The nerves on my skin felt like electric currents.
I hoisted her on the bed.
“I'm not done,” she said as she bounced on her back.
“We can both have a turn.” I watched her face to see if she understood what I was saying and if she was okay with it. The flash of excitement in her eyes told me the answer was yes to both.
I lay beside her, my head down by her sweet pussy, while hers was near my dick. I pulled her on top of me, pushing her legs open, loving how wet she was for me. She’d gripped my dick, and as I lapped my tongue over her pussy lips, tasting her delicious juices, she moaned with her mouth around my cock. It was like I’d stuck it in a light socket. My hips bucked up.
It was so fucking hard to eat her while her mouth was on me. It took every ounce of focus I had. Soon her mouth released me replaced by her hand jerking my dick. She gasped, and her hips rocked over my face.
“Mason, oh God…”
It was the most beautiful music. I pulled her hips down, tilting her, so she was more squarely over my face. I thrust my tongue up inside her, swirling it around her sensitive flesh.
“I’m coming, I’m coming…” she chanted until a gush of liquid coated my tongue. I licked and lapped and drank every last bit of her nectar.
Then I rolled, changing positions, so I was laying on top of her, face to face, torso to torso, dick to pussy.
I pushed her hair from her damp cheeks and stared down into the most beautiful eyes I’d ever seen. I felt the need to tell her I loved her, but I choked it down, kissing her to keep it from escaping.
With my mouth fused to hers, I gripped her hands, raising them over her head. I lifted my hips, positioning my dick at her entrance. Then slowly, wanting to savor every sweet millimeter of her, I slid in.
Our moans and harsh breaths filled the room. I tore my lips away from hers only because I needed breath.
“You feel so good, Willa…so fucking good.”
“Yes, Mason.” Her hands gripped my ass, holding me deep inside her. Her legs wrapped around my hips. I was in heaven. It was a heaven that I would do anything to live every day.
Because this could be the last day, I wanted it to last as long as possible. I moved slowly, ignoring the growing need to pound inside her. I held inside her, kissing her cheek, her jaw, her collarbone.
I dipped my head, sucking her nipples, while my hands firmly grasped her hers over her head.
“I wish you were my first,” she said through labored breath.
I lifted my head. I wanted to tell her that we could be each other’s only from now on. “I wish that too, baby.”
I withdrew and slid back in. Using every bit of strength I had to keep it slow.
“You’re so good, Mason…oh God, you feel good.”
“You like that?” I withdrew and pushed back in again, this time tilting her hips slightly to take her deeper.
“Yes.” The word came out on a long moan. Her fingers flexed and then gripped mine again.
“Do you know what I like?” I licked her nipple, blowing on it and watching it pucker even more.
“My pussy?”
Who knew her using that word would nearly make my brain explode? “Yes. I love it when your pussy comes on my cock. It makes me come so hard.”
She moaned, her body arching. “I want you to come.”
“Patience.”
Her head thrashed side to side as I gave her a few fast pumps and then slowed it down again.
“Please, Mason. I
want you to come. I want you to come inside me.”
Holy fucking Christ. How could I resist her plea, especially when it gave me the image of my cum filling her sweet pussy?
“Look at me, Willa.” I wanted to watch her. I wanted her to see me when she went over the edge into bliss. I wanted her to fully see the man she wasn’t allowed to love, but who loved her with all his heart.
Her eyes flitted open. With our gazes holding, I began to move. In and out. In and out. Each time with a little more speed, a little more force.
“Yes, Mason, yes…”
“Are you going to come, Willa?” We moved together, our hands locked, our gazes holding.
“Yes. Yes.” She jerked, arching up, her pussy gripping my cock like a fucking vise. “Come in me, come in me,” she chanted.
A feral growl tore from my lips, as power surged from my hips, through my cock, releasing into her body. “Fuck yes, Willa…” I plunged in again and again.
“Yes, yes,” she continued.
My lungs burned as I rode out the storm, giving her everything I had from my body, from my heart.
I collapsed on her, burying my face in the crook of her neck to stop myself from confessing my love. Her arms gripped me, holding me to her. We stayed like that until my dick went flaccid, slipping out of her cum-filled pussy.
Finally, I lifted my head to look down at her. She gave me the sweetest smile, and for a moment, I thought I saw love for me in her eyes. But the words didn’t leave her lips. Instead, she pulled me down, kissing me.
I made a mental note to inventory and catalog everything about this moment. I wanted to be able to bring it back to mind after she left and moved on. Maybe she’d find some else. Someone her parents would like.
Me? I’d have this moment. I’d remember it forever.
The next morning, I woke early and considered making love to her again. But she had light bluish circles under her eyes, no doubt because I kept waking her up through the night to make love. The sun was just making its ascent, and perhaps that was my cue to let the fantasy go and accept the light of day.
I crept from the bed, putting my robe on, and going to the kitchen to make coffee. I decided I wouldn’t get involved in anything until Willa was up and made her plans. I couldn’t get over the feeling that this would be the last time I’d see her, so I wouldn’t do anything that could take what little time I had away from her.
At eight-fifteen, my phone rang with the fire chief’s name coming up on my caller ID. I couldn’t imagine why he was calling unless it had to do with the crazy shit Harrison said yesterday.
“Good morning, Chief.”
“McLean, how are you?” His tone was serious.
“Good. What’s up?”
“Listen, I want you to know that I and everyone here at the station think you’re a tremendous firefighter and asset to the squad.”
I sank into the chair at the table knowing a “but” was coming, and it was a “but” I wasn’t going to like.
“Thank you, sir.”
“But we’re going to have to let you go.”
“I’m a volunteer,” I said lamely.
“I know, son, but we can’t have you working with us.”
“What did the Haynesvilles do?” There was no doubt in my mind that he was behind this.
“It’s fucking messed up, McLean. None of us like it, but he didn’t leave us a choice.”
“That sounds like him. What did he do?” I scraped my hand over my face.
“He believes his home could have been saved from the blaze. He’s threatening a lawsuit against the firehouse.”
“For what? Not even firemen can walk through fire.”
“He wouldn’t win. If we are lucky, it would be thrown out of court. But until it’s resolved, we can’t have you on the squad. He’s saying that you’re at fault since you chose the firebreak location.”
“His house was already in flames when we got there.” Actually, I wasn’t sure of that, but we hadn’t been able to get that far up the hill before we had to turn down to find a new firebreak location.
“As I said, we don’t think he’ll win, but—”
“I understand.”
“I’m sorry, McLean.”
“I understand, sir.”
“I’ve already talked to Simmons and the rest of the team, and they say that you did everything right. We can’t keep you here, but we do have your back. We’ll fight this.”
“Thank you, sir. I appreciate that. I’ll provide any support I can as well.” I wasn’t sure the rules about providing legal funds to the fire department. I’d ask my lawyer. But I wasn’t going to let the fire department suffer because of Harrison Haynesville’s fucked up feud.
I wished he’d just come after me. I’d survive whatever Haynesville brought my way. Maybe it was time for him to truly understand what it felt like to be kicked and beaten down.
“You know, when this all gets cleared up, I hope you’ll consider coming back.”
I thanked him again, then got off the phone, grabbed a mug of coffee, and headed out onto the deck. I was pissed, and I wanted to ruin Harrison Haynesville and his wife once and for all. Fuck trying to take the high road. Fuck trying to stay out of the feud. They’d decided to drag me in kicking and screaming, and now I’d show them precisely what a McLean could do.
“Mason?”
I closed my eyes as Willa’s sweet scent, and pretty voice filled the morning air.
“Is something wrong?”
I turned to her. “Your parents just got me fired from a volunteer position and plan to sue the department because I apparently let their house burn down.”
“Oh, God.” She came to me. “I’m sorry. I tried to talk them out of it—”
“Wait? You knew about this and didn’t say anything?” I stepped away from her. “I had to be blindsided by the fire chief?”
“I didn’t think they’d follow through. I really didn’t. I’m sorry.”
I could only shake my head. “Whose side are you going to take this time, Willa?”
Her eyes flashed with heat. “That’s not fair.”
It probably wasn’t, but I was too angry and hurt to care. Since I didn’t want to leave things the way we had ten years ago, I opted to keep my mouth shut. Instead, I passed her and headed into the house.
“Mason, where are you going?”
“Shower. Dress. Then I’m meeting with my lawyer.”
“Let me talk to them, Mason.”
“I’m going to ruin them, Willa.” That wasn’t the right thing to say, but I was tired of trying to sidestep Hayneville hate. “This feud ends now. I’m going to end it with or without you.”
“Wait. Please. Let me talk to them first.” She gripped my arms. “You’re important to me. I don’t want them to hurt you. Please let me try to talk sense into them.”
They were incapable of sense because their hate of McLeans blinded them. But her sincerity did reach me. I was important to her. So, for her, I’d let her try.
“I’ll go see them, make them understand there’s no merit—”
“It’s frivolous and only done to get back at me for sleeping with you. And they don’t care that they’ll hurt Eden Lake. If the fire department has cuts, they can’t fight fire or rescue people. People die. People will die because your parents are selfish, self-absorbed snobs.”
She flinched. “Mason, they won’t—”
“They won’t? Do you know many people lost their jobs when your dad killed my dad’s business? Your dad didn’t give a fuck. Collateral damage.”
She closed her eyes and sniffed. When she opened them again, she said, “I’ll talk to them. I’ll make them see that. It could be a bluff. Just wanting to push people around again.”
“And then what?”
“What do you mean?”
“If they can’t see reason, then what?”
She looked at me, and clearly, she had no answer.
“Will you be back?” I asked.
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“Here? Today? Yes, of course. I meant it, Mason, you’re important to me. Whatever happens, I won’t turn against you.”
I stared into her hazel eyes, wanting to see the truth in her words. She was sincere, but I wasn’t sure she’d be able to keep her oath.
“Talk to them. I’ll wait to do anything until I hear from you.”
“Thank you.” She kissed me, but it was just a peck.
I’d been right last night to think that things were ending, because this morning, she felt even further away.
Chapter 23: A Deal with the Devil
Willa
When I woke this morning, I thought I’d have more time with Mason to bask in the sexual glow between us. He rocked my world several times last night, and I wanted more. I knew my time in Eden Lake was coming to a close. After my parents showed up last night, I was afraid that last night would be my last night with him. I wouldn’t blame Mason for kicking me out just to avoid the hassle.
Because I knew our time was limited, I'd wanted to make the most of what time I had. I thought I’d have more this morning, but when I found Mason on the deck, I don’t think I’d ever seen anyone as angry as him. I imagined he was a force as a SEAL. One look from his dark lethal eyes would make anyone whither.
I hated defending my family because it was unconscionable what they were doing. On the other hand, I didn’t want Mason to continue to be affected by this feud. He didn't deserve that. If I could talk my parents out of this crazy lawsuit or whatever they had planned, I had to do it.
I showered, got dressed, and drove to the condo. On the way there, I replayed everything in my head. I couldn’t blame Mason’s anger, yet at the same time, I wasn’t happy about his vow to ruin my parents. I wasn’t sure how he’d do that, but by saying it, he was just as bad as they were. All he’d be doing was adding more fodder to the fire instead of ending this feud. I couldn’t blame him, but he needed to see his revenge was as frivolous as my parents’ actions were.
I knocked on the door and waited for one of my parents to open it. It was my mother, who looked at me with the same disappointment she had the night before.
“I’m surprised he let you come,” she said.