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BPOV

My urge to drink is replaced with the urge to fuck Masen. I'm so horny, he's a damn good kisser and he's too fucking pretty for his own good. He's deadly handsome, tattooed everywhere where I can see except for his incredibly gorgeous face. Masen is tall, his body muscular and carved to perfection. His jawline is to die for, pull pouty lips that kiss me — claim me, aggressively and those grass green eyes of his haunt me, they're full of secrets and a whole, entire world seems hidden inside of them.

Rose told me I need a replacement for my addiction, but I think Masen is just as dangerous. I have an addictive personality, crave something that makes me feel alive, feel high. Sex used to help, highlighting my high on booze or pills. But I rarely tried it sober. I wonder what it would feel like, if it would be as good. If Masen would be good. My phone chimes in my pocket, breaking the spell he's out on me.

Fuck. I forgot about my therapy appointment. Luckily I set an alarm.

"Oh, I see you actually have a phone. That's good." Masen cocks his head and stands, snatches it from my hands.

"Give it back!" I try and reach for it but he's being a fucking child, holds it up too high, smirking.

"Masen, please."

He licks his lips, jade eyes glimmering like high-class diamonds.

"I love hearing you beg for it, doe."

He's so close I feel the heat radiate off his body. His shirt rides up and reveals smooth, tattooed skin just above the waistband of his blue jeans. They ride fucking low, too low — revealing the V his hips make and I avert my eyes, look at embroidered little skull on his T-shirt. It's cute and has upside down hearts as eyes. I snort.

"What's so funny?" He asks, I spot a glimmer of self-consciousness in his eyes. It's a strange look on him.

"Your shirt is cute." I nod to his chest.

"Checking me out, little Doe?" He smirks and the cocky asshole is back in full swing. I roll my eyes.

"No." I say a little too quickly.

"You kissed me first. Remember that." He says and puts his arm down, toying with my phone. I groan internally. I should password protect that thing.

"You're never gonna get that go, are you? It's like no girl has ever made a move on you before."

He doesn't answer me but shoots me a dirty look that's full of frustration. He wants to kiss me again, I can see it in the way he keeps staring at my lips, my chest.

"Nobody has iPhone 6's anymore, little Doe." He muttered, shaking his head, tapping keys until I hear something vibrate on the table, next to his laptop.

"No more excuses now." He grins, having sent my number to his own phone.

"Why did you do that?"

"I'm your sponsor. You might need me, late at night when you're in bed. Craving something." He wiggles his brows.

Fuck he's good.

"Whatever." I sneak up on him and try to snatch my phone out of his thieving hands but he doesn't let go. Instead, he pockets it and smiles down at me.

"Come on, dude. You're such a fucking child." I can't help but laugh at him. He's being so playful and cute it makes my heart dance.

"If you want it, take it." He challenges me.

I watch the outline of my phone in his front pocket, next to the outline of something else entirely and press my body to his, playing with him.

"Masen…" I breathe, stretching up on my tiptoe, lips against his neck.

I can feel him groan as I press my thigh into his erection.

"Yeah, baby?" His voice is throaty and so sexy, but I don't let him win. No, not yet. I'm not that easy.

I palm his hard dick, teasing myself, feeling the size of him. Of course he's got a big dick. He's too cocky not to.

My fingers slip into his pocket as I press my lips against his throat, my tongue tracing the black lines of the art he has there. I hear his tongue bar click against his teeth, smile against his skin as I grab my phone and take it out.

"You're such an asshole." I whisper and turn around, picking up my coat and leaving him there, hard and frustrated with a smile on my face.

I hear muttered curses fall from his mouth as I leave the room.

He's gonna fucking kill me.

My heart thumps wildly and my pussy throbs as I walk away, proud of myself for not giving in to my urges for yet another day.

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