To Love a Country Boy

Smut

**smut if you don't like don't read this chapter** :)

Masons POV

"Make love to me." Mac whispered into my ear.

I couldn't help the uncontrollable shiver that traveled down my spine at her brave words.

I stood up and began to carry her up the stairs. She stayed quiet but began to leave kisses all down my neck. She wrapped her small arms around my neck as I pushed her up against the door of her bedroom.

A small moan escaped her lips as I kissed her lips feverishly. I hoped and prayed that she couldn't tell how nervous I was. I mean, the love of my life is standing here asking ME to make love to her. I can't believe it.

MACS POV

as Mason began to kiss my lips, I couldn't deny the feeling of raw need and desire that filled the small space between us.
I broke the kiss to peel his t shirt off his body as fast as possible so I could get back to kissing him. He complied with my wants and began to do the same to me. My breath hitched in my throat and I froze. What was I thinking? Of course he would see.

"Mac." He whispered, but I wouldn't look at him. He put his finger on the bottom of my chin and pulled it up gently to make me look at him.

"What's wrong?" The caring tone of his voice told me to just tell him the truth and not be afraid.

"Scars." I mumbled into the crook of his neck.

"What was that?"

"Scars. B-B-Bryce. He left them when,....when..." I began to sob.
He pulled my clothed chest to be tightly pressed against his bare one into a comforting embrace.

"Don't cry Mac. He's never gona hurt you again darlin. I will make sure of it. Besides, scars are what make us who we are. They tell us about our past and remind us that they are only skin deep. You will always be the most beautiful girl in the world to me, scars or no scars."

My crying ceased at his words. I looked up at this incredible man who seemed to love me unconditionally. He had seen and been through it all with me, and yet here he was, still at my side.

I then gained the courage to free my t shirt from my body and expose the scars that had haunted my past. He looked into my eyes and then examined the scars. The scars were mostly just on my left side on my hip. My hip was covered in splotchy bruises and scars that no doubt would be permanent.

He then carried me over to the bed and laid me down softly. He hovered over me and then suddenly lost contact as he got up slightly.
Confused, I propped my elbows up to see that he was leaning down to press delicate kisses to my injured hip. The gesture told me exactly what he was thinking.
'Youre safe with me. You're safe.'

I knew that giving myself to him would not be a mistake.

I pulled his face back toward mine, making him hover over me once more. He began to kiss me deeper, while lightly palming my breasts through my bra. I couldn't tell if it was just me or if it had suddenly gotten about twenty degrees hotter in here. I pulled away as he undid his own jeans, leaving me to do the same with mine.

With one brave action, I removed all clothing that had concealed my body, top and bottom.
The look on his face was shocked at first, but his eyes were clouded with lust.

He then dropped his boxers and flung them onto the ground as he practically tackled me and started tickling my sides. I loved that we were having this intimate experience but could still be the fun goofy couple while doing so.

"Mason stop! You know-you know how ticklish I am!" I gasped between words as I laughed at his actions.

He then stopped and stared into my eyes, looking down at me with a mixture of concern and excitement. I knew what he was silently asking and I nodded in agreement that it was still ok.

"Mac, you are so so beautiful. I don't know what I did to deserve you." He said and thrusted right into me. I was not expecting the timing of this since he was speaking to me while it happened, but I'm glad the initial first part was over.

"Oh god, Mac, I don't know what I would do without you." He said as he continued to move in and out, thrusting harder and slower every time. It was extremely uncomfortable at first, but the pain started to be replaced with want for more.

"Oh god, you feel so good," he moaned into my ear. I almost lost it from the raspy, hungry tone of his voice alone. It was having such an affect on my body that I didn't even realize what I was doing until I had rolled us over and I was now on top.

"Mason," I moaned his name against his lips. I dug my hands into his hair and began to pull at the ends. He seemed to like this, so I did it more and more.

I couldn't believe that this was real. Mason was here, with me, and wanted to be with me. I was the luckiest girl in the world.

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