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Mason

I grabbed the little cotton ball tail on her ass, using it to pull her back as I thrust forward, sheathing myself in her moist warmth. An almost feral noise fell from my lips as she buried her face in the pillows. When I pulled my hips back and she whimpered, I froze, terrified that I had hurt her. She turned her head to look at me, her delectable bottom lip trembling with emotion.

“Make me forget,” she practically begged.

I searched her face as my cock throbbed inside of her, begging me to start moving again, but I couldn’t. The look on her face had instantly dissolved all of my anger, leaving me feeling like a complete asshole. I knew someone had hurt her pretty badly if her earlier panic attack had been anything to go by, and I had probably made it worse with a few rough thrusts.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as tears started to roll down her face. “I’m sorry.”

Something broke inside of me, and I stretched her out on the bed, slipping out of her pussy as I did so. I leaned down to slowly kiss along her neck before moving down her spine, finally coming back to a rest at her shoulder.

“May I take your outfit off?” I asked softly.

She gulped nervously before nodding. “Yes.”

I slowly peeled her bodysuit off, making sure to leave little kisses along every bit of exposed skin, until I was kneeling by her feet with the skimpy bit of material in my hands. I ran my eyes up her body, which was almost too much for any man to bear. She was a little too thin for my liking, but that could be fixed with some good food and—no! I couldn’t think about that! What in the hell was wrong with me? All I had was one night to show her how much I wanted her. There was nothing more to be had unless we met at another party, or she reached out to Lauren to connect the two of us with one another. I tossed the outfit onto the floor before gently rolling her over. When her hands flew up to cover her breasts, I raised my eyes to hers, hating that I couldn’t see them in their entirety as that stupid bunny mask hid half of her face.

“Stop! Don’t look at me! I’m ugly!” She cried.

Alright, who was this asshole that had hurt her so badly that she was terrified of even being seen? I could feel my face harden, and she immediately lowered her hands from her breasts.

“I’m—”

I hurriedly leaned forward to kiss her to silence her apology. She had absolutely nothing to apologize for. The asshole, however…I let out a shaky breath as I broke our kiss.

“Stop apologizing,” I told her. “I think you’re beautiful.”

“You do?” she asked, her voice wavering with uncertainty.

“Yes.”

“O-okay,” she whispered as her eyes slid away from mine.

I stood up, quickly removing my clothes before climbing back on the bed with my semi-hard erection leading the way. I gently took her hand, placing it around my shaft before slowly leaning down to kiss her. I slid my tongue along her lips until she opened her mouth. As soon as she did, I began to coax her tongue to move with mine until they were both dancing together in a sophisticated dance of passion only known to lovers. I brought my hand up to cup her breast, massaging it and pinching her nipple softly, making my cock harden and throb in her hand. When she gasped in surprise, I pulled my mouth off hers to kiss down her neck, nibbling and lightly sucking on the sensitive skin there, wanting to leave passion marks, but knew I shouldn’t. She wasn’t mine to claim, and somehow that felt wrong to me. I raised my head to look into her eyes, loving the way she held my gaze even when I saw the hesitancy there.

“Can I give you a hickey?” I asked.

Her eyes widened in shock, but still she nodded, which immediately had my heart soaring. I went back to kissing her, searching for the spot on her neck that would drive her the wildest. When I found it just above her collarbone, I sucked on it lightly for a moment before moving away from it as I trailed my fingers down her torso to her pussy, where I traced her lower lips with a finger. She jumped, making me chuckle against her skin before plunging a finger deep into her tight, warm core, furiously pumping it in and out, needing to feel her come undone around it.

She let my cock go to grab my shoulders as she started to lift and drop her hips, riding my finger. I groaned as I added another one, loving the way she seemed to have forgotten her earlier worries to enjoy our time together. By the time I added a third finger to her pussy, her skin was already flush with the need to cum, and I was more than happy to make her do so. I went back to kissing and sucking on her throat as I started to massage her clit with my thumb, rubbing it in slow, tiny circles. Her cries of pleasure, along with the way her fingers dug into my shoulders, were enough to make me cum too, making me extremely thankful that I was wearing a condom, even though I wasn’t inside her. As her body started to come down from her orgasm, she collapsed back on the bed, panting hard.

“Fuck,” I mumbled as I watched her breasts rise and fall with her quick breathing. I leaned forward to swirl my tongue around one nipple before repeating my actions with her other one. “You are perfect.”

She flushed, and I was happy to see that the fearful look in her eyes had been replaced by something else entirely. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I did know it was something more pleasant. I sat back on my heels, smiling at her.

“How are you feeling?” I inquired softly.

“Can we do it again?” she asked shyly. “I’ve never done that before.”

“Been fingered?” I responded, shocked that whoever she had been with before hadn’t done that for her.

“No,” she murmured, looking away from me, “orgasmed.”

Wait! What? She had never orgasmed before? Had I given her the first one? I looked down at my still semi-hard dick before returning my gaze to her face.

“Yeah, just give me a moment to clean up,” I told her as I got up to go to the bathroom, where I removed the used condom before washing all the remnants of semen off.

When I walked back out to the bedroom, I grabbed another condom from the bedside table before climbing back onto the bed, stroking myself.

“Can I do that for you?” she requested, reaching out to place her fingers on my hand, making me almost swallow my tongue.

I nodded as I let my cock go so she could wrap her hand around it, slowly moving it up and down, driving me wild. In seconds, I was fully erect and ready to be inside of her. As I shifted to position myself between her legs, she let them drop open, encouraging me to thrust into her. I quickly put the condom on before easing inside her leisurely. Usually I just slammed my dick into whatever cunt I had for the night, but not with my Little Bunny. The thought of her being my Little Bunny did something to me, and my cock started to throb even more inside of her, making her moan softly.

“Oh!”

When I pulled out of her, we both moaned softly. I took both of her hands, placing them beside her head as I started to thrust into her with more urgency while I kissed her passionately. I silently celebrated when she started to meet my thrusts, but when she wrapped her long, smooth legs around my waist, I lost control. My fingers tightened around hers as I tried to drive my shaft as deep into her as it could go, which only led to her moaning more and making my movements even wilder. As I got closer to my own orgasm, I pulled my mouth away from hers so I could suck on the spot on her neck that made her mewl like a kitten searching for its mother’s teat. Seconds later, she was bucking wildly, emitting cries of ecstasy as her pussy clamped down on my cock as if it was trying to hold me hostage.

I pumped into her rapidly a few more times as my balls drew up even more before I pressed her down into the bed as I exploded. While I trembled above her as I rode out my orgasm, my hands loosened around hers enough so that she could pull her hands away from mine and run them up and down my back. When I finally managed to roll off her, she sat up, looking around nervously.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Ummm, is this when I’m supposed to leave?” she whispered.

I stared at her like she had grown 13 more heads. This was exactly when all the other women left, but for some reason I didn’t want her to leave. I swallowed hard.

“You can stay,” I told her.

“Are you sure?”

I nodded. “I mean if you want.”

She gave me a shy, dazzling smile. “I’d like that.”