Chapter 297

MASON - AGE 17 “Fuck!” King’s warm breath dusts over my skin. “You feel so good, Mase.” He sinks his teeth into my shoulder blade. “You’re my perfect little fuck toy, aren’t you?” My entire body thrums with pleasure. “Yeah.” “Yeah you are.” His lips dust over my ear. “I’m really gonna miss you, baby.” I swallow past the lump in my throat. “Gonna miss you too.” He gives me a final kiss on the back of my neck before falling onto the seat beside and zipping up his fly. I tug up my jeans and sit beside him, still riding the high of my climax. He lifts his arm, and I go to snuggle against him, our usual post-fucking-in-my-Jeep position, but before I can … “What the fuck is going on?” The voice is so full of rage and disgust that I flinch. But my reaction is nothing compared to King’s. His face turns whiter than snow, and he scrambles to get away from me. We purposely use this spot because nobody ever comes out here. So who’s discovered us? How? And why the hell does he sound so mad about i