I roll my neck, stretching the muscles as they coil tight in anticipation.
“Fuck.” I adjust my knees on her bed as I slide my cock into her pussy, and she contracts around me, coating me like I needed her to.
I pull out and smooth over her hips, line myself up, then push into her.
She moans, deep and throaty, dropping her head to the bed, and I freeze with only the tip inside her, my eyes squeezing tight as I start to see stars.
“Nina,” I bite out.
“More! I. Am. Yours.”
This fucking woman!
“Look at me,” I demand, grasping her neck and angling her face towards me. “Why?”
Lust-filled eyes find mine, but I can’t read her. She’s someplace else right now, and I have no idea why.
Why tonight? Is this the universe’s way of fucking with me?
Her lips part, ready to say something, but my conscience won’t allow it.
Not being able to bear her words, I push the rest of the way into her as I bend forward and take her lips with mine.
“Mase!” she cries out, dragging her mouth away from mine.
I squeeze my eyes tighter, focusing on anything but the feel of her or the delicate moans that fill the room.
My chest heaves as my arousal starts to grow.
“You feel incredible, baby.” I breathe across her shoulder.
“Make it good for me,” she begs.
My hand wraps around her front, the pads of my fingers teasing her clit.
“Yes!”
I feel her convulse, and I can barely stop the tremor that racks through me. I hold my breath and think of anything but where my cock is.
She’s too tight.
“Nina, I’m going to come.” I roll my hips, needing the friction, but knowing it will all end if I move.
“Uggghhh, no! Don’t stop.”
I start to move inside her whilst continuing my assault on her clit. Her body trembles, and I flatten my finger to keep her spasming around me.
“Fucckkkk!!” I roar, pushing myself to the hilt as her orgasm draws me in further, and it’s all I can take. I grasp her hips and let her have it, unleashing everything I’ve held inside since walking through the penthouse doors.
She takes it all, every bit of me, right down to the remnants of my tattered soul.
I fall to her back as I release inside of her, dropping my lips to her neck as my chest heaves.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter, quiet enough that she won’t hear.
Nina
Last night was important. I gave Mase something I’ve never given anyone before, and I hope it shows him that it’s only him—he is all I see.
