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LONG TIME NO SEE, YEAH?
Well, enjoy this first unedited and rushed uninteresting part for the SECOND BOOK of POSSESSION.

Read on~

I dug out my keys from my back pocket without trying to drop the bags of groceries in my hands.

I think we all know the difficulties of this.

When I get inside, I'm killing Mason.

He could be out here helping me with this shit, but noooo, he's probably sitting in bed watching Netflix like he always does, or playing with his Transformers.

Don't ask, I don't know why he still has a bunch of Transformer toys either.

After unlocking the door to our apartment and closing it behind me, I dropped the grocery bags on the kitchen table.

"Mason get your ass in here and put up these groceries!" I sound like a goddamn mom right now, but hey, if my boyfriend wasn't so childish and lazy I wouldn't have to.

A second later Mason came walking in with a grin.

He wore no shirt and only sweatpants.

Good god, keep those gorgeous abs away from me.

I'm known for giving in to him almost all the time.

"I was just finishing up Pretty Little Liars. It's soooo good, dollface." He walked behind me, placing a small kiss on my neck before unpacking the food.

I roll my eyes. "You're 26 and male what is wrong with you?"

He is so weird I swear. Or maybe I'm just weird because i believe that guys like Mason don't usually watch girly shows like Pretty Little Liars.

"Don't be sexist, bae." He smirked, putting the milk in the fridge, as well as the butter and cheese.

"I'm not. I'm just upset that you didn't go to the store with me." I pouted.

Mason let out a laugh, putting away the last item and walking over to me, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer to him.

He rested his forehead on mine.

"I'm sorry. I'll go with you next time. But you know how boring shopping is. I'll make it up to you in bed, hm?"

I couldn't help but smile.

"No thanks." I pecked his lips.

"Well it was worth a try."

I moved away from him, grabbing the remote to the T.V, turning it on and sitting down on the couch, scrolling through the different channels.

Mason walks to me, picks me up and sets my down on his lap like I weigh nothing.

I roll my eyes, continuing my search for something good to watch.

Something cold was against my neck, making me jump.

It didn't take me long to know that Mason was kissing my neck.

"Mason, come on-"

"Grey, just relax, seriously. You've been so tense lately. Let me pleasure you and take your worries away, at least just for now."

It's true that I've been tense lately, even I know that.

I don't know why, but I just feel like something bad is happening and I want to savor every moment of my life as it is.

It scares me, I don't know what it means.

I could just wave it off as some strange feeling that means nothing, but I'm not going to be that white girl in scary movies.

I'm trying to face whatever the feeling is head on.

"Sex doesn't fix everything.."

My argument wasn't very convincing.

I did want to have sex with him, I mean I love him, hes my boyfriend, but I don't want to be distracted.

"It's not supposed to. But I'm not giving you much of a choice." He chuckled.

Dammit, he always does this.

Before I know it, I'm picked up, my legs wrapped around his waist and carried into our bedroom.

Might as well give in now, I'm going to sooner or later anyways.

As soon as my back hits the bed and Mason is hovering above me, I run my hands down his chest, feeling his awesome fucking abs.

He isn't that gross meaty ripped, but he isn't exactly lean either, kind of in between but leaning more towards lean.

Either way it turns me on more than it should, I never get enough of touching him.

He leans down to my ear,"Its always my abs." I knew he was smirking.

I sigh. "Whatever.."

Then he grabs the hem of my superman shirt, pulling it off and taking off my shorts.

Just to let you know, the slut clothing I wore in high school, is gone. I don't wear stuff like that anymore.

In fact the shorts that Mason just happened to pull off, were long basketball shorts.

Comfy and simple.

I untied his sweatpants, tugging them off and he pulled off the rest.

His lips met mine, making me feel electric shocks of pleasure and excitement.

Masons kisses are usually soft and sweet, but when he's turned on he gets rough, if that makes sense.

I like either side of him, honestly.

His tongue plays with mine and as we fight for dominance, which is usually a waste of time but pleasing, he unhooks my bra, cupping a handful of one of my breasts.

I hum in response, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

His lips leave mine, the soft flesh leaving me.

A few seconds later I heard a package crumbling.

I mentally face palm.

I completely forgot about the condom!

I'm freaking glllaaaddd he remembered.

He walks back to me, quickly slipping off my underwear in an obvious rush, positioning his dick (which was a bit too big for my likings).

"You ready? I'll go slo-"

I grabbed his shoulders, bringing him down closer to me, I leant up to his ear and whispered, like he did to me earlier,
"Shut up and fuck me."