Always Been You

~Mason’s POV~

I don’t get it; I just don’t fucking get it. What is so special about that bastard? I mean, I’m a doctor. I might not be a billionaire, but I am a man. Why can’t she see me as one? For how long am I going to settle for a kiss? Just a kiss-I can’t fucking bonk her. How the fuck did I get here? Dante was supposed to remain in New York and fuck around like he used to. Now, he fucking showed up in Ozark and stole what was mine. What I have worked hard for, Lola is mine. Mine to taste, to tease, and to make scream.

Lola, why did she have to be pregnant with that bastard? When I first saw her in Ozark, I knew she would be mine. But when I saw the pregnancy, everything changed. I knew I would have to take care of her and her kids. At first, I didn’t have a choice, but then when Dante showed up, I was happy he took them and it would be just me and Lala, just the two of us. But she rushed to New York the next morning after setting my heart on fire. After leaving me wanting more, she ran back to that man. Dante is the problem-a problem I must solve. I will make him cry now and beg me to let her go. Lola was supposed to love me, me, Mason!

Me, alone.

Peaking at her and that bastard making out was a sword piercing in my heart. My heart bled and was destroyed into a million pieces. How can she suck a dick like that? Her pouty lips were supposed to be wrapped around my cock, not his. She can’t even kiss me without telling me she’s married. Fucking marriage. Why are they not divorcing? Lola and I were supposed to be living together, having a happily ever after. But right now, that seems impossible, and she is always thinking about that good-for-nothing husband of hers. I can’t even make her forget about him, since she doesn’t always give me a chance.

I acted like a fool to her, and what I said to her wasn’t right; that’s not how a man should behave, no matter the circumstances. I shouldn’t have said those things to her or questioned her loyalty to me. She left Dante willingly and came with me. I went out to get some ice cream to cheer her up. When I came back, I went to bed to lie down, and she came out of the bathroom wearing my shirt.

Fuck, she was beautiful. With those long legs, the legs I am definitely going to bury my face in tonight. I will part those legs and stretch her virgin cunt. Well, technically, she is a virgin. She has not had sex for about 6 years, and I must be the first to enter her, not that bastard. Thinking about how long she stayed without having a cock made me get a boner. But the boner has to wait. Lola makes me hard in a way I can’t explain. I have been having sex for God knows how long, but Mavis never made my cock hard like this.

Mavis, argh, why am I even talking about her? She’s not important. I cleared my throat and said, “Lola, I know I’ve been a dick to you lately, but I really need you to understand that it breaks my heart to see you with him.” I said as I pulled her into a kiss.

God, she tastes so good. If her mouth could taste this good, what would her pussy taste like? As I kissed her, I made sure that I pressed her body hard against mine so she could feel my cock, which was now pressed against the material. I must eat her pussy today. I started to move my hips a little as though I were thrusting, making her feel what I would be giving her tonight: my hard, fat cock. “I’m sorry for the way I behaved towards you. I bought some hazelnut cream; let’s eat it while we watch a movie. What do you say?” She didn’t hear what I said, but I guess the kiss made her feel things.

I then went to the refrigerator, came back with the ice cream, and we sat on the floor while she ate the ice cream. The damn movie wasn’t even ending. I was waiting for the shitty movie to end so my cock could be in between her legs as I devoured her pussy senselessly, but how could that happen when we chose to watch a 2:30-minute movie long? So I had to keep the fire burning. I placed my hand on her thigh and, God, the reaction I got was everything. She was feeling me, and she does have feelings for me. Lola has feelings for me, and that bastard is the only person standing in our way. She stared at me lustily. And God, all I want is for her to make the first move, and I will take her here and there. Her staring at me like that does something to my cock. She traced my jawline, and then her finger went to my mouth. A groan escaped my lips. I wanted her so badly right now that, as I was about to make my move, Lola ran to the bathroom.

Fucking great!

As I was about to follow her, my phone rang…

Mavis!

I hate this. I told her to be fucking patient, but this chick has no patience! I answered her phone, but we ended up talking for what seemed like an eternity. I didn’t even see when Lola came back.

Just for how long was I on the fucking call?

Lola said something, but I couldn’t hear shit as I was trying to make up an excuse to go back to Ozark. What she said didn’t seem like a big deal because the next thing I saw was a big smile on her face. That smile did something to my cock, because I had a tent instantly. I chose to sit close to her so she could see that I was fucking horny and wanted to be balls-deep in her.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Sorry, that was the hospital; they will need me in 3 days,” I said, and she said okay; she seemed disappointed.

Oh boy, she wants me just as much as I want her. We gonna fuck! We’re fucking tonight!

I didn’t waste any time; I pressed my lips against hers, my hands working their way into her sex, and when I finally got a feel of her wet pussy, I couldn’t control myself; I demanded access to her mouth. She didn’t want to open her mouth so that I could shove my tongue down her throat, so I started to pump in and out of her pussy, and she gasped; she gave me enough access to devour her mouth. She started moaning. I don’t want to waste so much time before she starts thinking about that bastard. I used my free hand to look for her nipple as I continued to pump her with my finger. As my hand was about to press against her nipple, she jumped and got up, brushing her hair back.

“I am truly sorry, Mason. I can’t do this. I am still a married woman.”

Here we go again!

I lost it, fucking Monroe! “What the fuck are you talking about, Lola? I thought we both wanted this.” I yelled, “And besides, wasn’t he eating your pussy two days ago?” Her eyes went wide as if I were saying something foreign.

“What? What did you say?” She’s pissed. “How do you know what happened two days back?”

Just shut up. Let me fuck you. Let me touch you before he does!

I ran a hand over my hair. “It was just a guess, Lola, so you did get muffed, huh? And I have to wait for the stupid divorce?” I lied; I saw her. I saw how she was swaying her ass over his face as he ate her pussy; I saw how she was pumping his dick. I saw it all. I had to stop them from fucking, so I pretended like I just ran to them.

“I don’t remember being in a relationship with you, Mason, and I don’t remember ever telling you that you needed to wait. I am so sorry. Coming here was a mistake.” She doesn’t want me, but she is not leaving here before I get a taste of her. She left me standing with a throbbing cock; she wanted to go back to him and those bastards of hers. It was supposed to be me and her. I love her and her kids, but she can’t keep doing this to me. I heard something falling hard. I ran to the walk-in closet and there lay my baby, her pussy on full display for me to devour. I moved close to her, slowly looking at her pussy as she remained on the floor, not moving. I opened her leg a bit so I could look closely at what I was going to devour, and as I stared, my cock started to drip pre-cum. I leaned closer to get a taste of her pussy… but the damn doorbell rang. I should ignore it, but maybe it’s essential. I left her lying down and went to open the door.

“Hi, can I help you?” I said with the warmest smile ever, not wanting anything to spoil my mood. “One Mrs. Monroe called requesting a bathroom to clean up.” Shit! When did she make that call? I can’t afford to let these people suspect that I don’t know anything about the call. “Of course, she did. Come on in.” Fucking great!