If You Could Only See

Chapter 13

Shane~

We'd waited out the ride to my apartment in complete silence. Still, that silence had been so loud that it'd felt rather deafening. It'd been okay until the Uber had dropped off Mason's brothers, leaving just the two of us in the car. My heart had been pounding so hard that it'd been all that I could hear. However, now that I was opening the door to my apartment with Mason standing right behind me, I felt like I was on the verge of a full-blown heart attack. Though I'd never been overly nervous or concerned about losing my virginity before, I'd also never imagined that I would lose it to Mason freakin' Buchanan.

What in the hell had I been thinking?

What in the hell was I still thinking?

Even after everything that he'd said, a part of me was still terrified to believe that this was my new reality. Mason had made some serious declarations, and the insecure foster girl in me was petrified to believe him. I mean, why would he want me? How could he possibly claim to love me when he knew nothing about me? He could also have his pick of any female on the planet, but he wanted a nobody foster kid?

It didn't make any sense.

Since I lived in a one-bedroom apartment, you could see right into the opened door of the bathroom and bedroom, so it didn't mean that Mason was an evil genius when he took my hand, then guided me directly into my room without me having to point it out to him.

As soon as we entered the bedroom, Mason sat on the edge of the bed, then pulled me to stand in between his legs. He was tall enough that his face reached my chest, even with him sitting and me standing.

Mason placed his hands on my hips, and when he looked up at me, I thought that my knees were going to buckle. For three years, his face had given nothing away, save for what I'd thought was his contempt for me. However, now...now his face was so full of emotions that I wasn't sure that I was prepared to handle them all. Plus, Mason had no plans to make love to me if the look on his face was any sign.

No.

Mason was going to fuck me, my virgin status making no difference to him, and the warmth that flooded my panties had me shocked at how much I was looking forward to it.

"Take everything off until you're standing in front of me in just your bra and panties," he instructed, his voice dark and heavy.

I couldn't disguise the nervousness in my voice. "Mason-"

"Shane, I know you're anxious, and I don't blame you," he interrupted as his hands ran up and down my hips. "But I've waited over three years to have you, so get rid of any hope of this going nice, slow, and tender, because it's not." I gasped as he continued telling me his plans for me. "By the time that the sun comes up, I will have touched and tasted you everywhere, baby. I will have kissed your lips, licked your skin, left my marks on you, sucked your tits, eaten your pussy, and fucked you as hard as you can take me."

I could feel heat crawling up from my neck to my face in embarrassment. How could he be so comfortable saying things like that when he hardly knew me? "Mason, you-"

"Shane, baby, you need to get over any shyness you have and just trust me," he smirked, my embarrassment amusing him. "I promise you will love everything I do to you. In fact, you're going to be begging me to fuck you raw and dirty every chance we get after tonight."

"Cocky much?" I deadpanned.

His lips twitched. "Confident. Now strip, baby."

It took me about all of five seconds before my shaky hands started pulling the tank-top over my head. I could hear Mason let out a low hiss, and it gave me the confidence to continue. I knew that I wasn't much to look at, but Mason's reactions were making me feel positively beautiful and foolishly brave. I reached back to unzip the back of my skirt, and Mason's hands fell away, so that the fabric could fall to my feet. After that, I kicked off my sandals, so that I was standing before him in just my bra and panties like he'd requested.