“Angel, I was this close to blowing in yourmouth.” He sighs.
“But you promised. You could be the first to ever get inside of me.” I bite my bottom lip and his eyes zero in on the movement. “I’ve never even used my fingers.”
“Strip. Now.”
I pull my clothes from my body double time, noting that my T-shirt and joggers really aren’t a turn on.
Mason rounds me, his breath tickling my ear. “You’d make a shoddy virgin.”
I don’t expect his words and instantly turn to face him with a grin on my face. “What?”
“You look like a woman that’s been well fucked, angel.”
“Oh really?” I laugh.
His hand connects with my ass again, only this time it’s bare, and the sting takes longer to soothe. “I’m going to tell you what I want and you’re going to do it. Only you will do it with that potty mouth shut. Do you understand?”
I nod.
“Good girl.”
Ugh. If I wasn’t wet before—I was—I sure as hell am now.
“Your body is perfect.” He kisses my shoulder, smoothing his lips over the skin. “Follow me.”
With not a care in the world, he stalks in all his naked glory to the lounge. Sitting himself down on the sofa, he widens his legs, then looks up at me expectantly. “Turn around,” he tells me.
Turning, I plant my feet between his, waiting. Anticipation runs up my spine, making a shiver roll through me. “Mase?” I ask.
His hands take my hips, pulling me back and down ontohim. He lines us up perfectly and I sink down on him to the hilt. “Yes!” I hum, my mouth dropping open as I roll my hips onto him.
Caressing my waist gently, he groans into my ear, “Bring your knees up.”
I lift them one by one, sliding my feet along his thighs. The new position has me dropping deeper. “Ready?” he asks.
What a stupid question. Of course I’m ready. I roll my eyes, getting ready for the moment he takes over my movements and shows me his talents. “Catch yourself, angel,” he warns.
I frown, not understanding until my head is being flung towards the ground. I gasp in horror. “Mase!” I place my hands on the hardwood, my hair fanning all around me and blocking my vision. My ass is in the air, and I can only imagine the view he has right now.
His warm breath tickles my clit. “I might put this in a fucking frame one day.”
“Oh my god,” I groan, a mixture of mortification and pleasure making my head spin.
Taking my ass cheeks in his large hands, he squeezes them together before stretching them apart. “Do you ache here” —he runs a finger through my pussy— “as much as my cock aches for you? Because the way your clit’s throbbing between my fingers” —he squeezes my pulsing nub— “tells me that you do.” Gripping me at the hips, he directs me onto his waiting mouth, unhinged as he ravishes my entire lower body. His nails bite into the flesh on my thighs and I buck into him. It’s as if he can’t get enough, crazed to taste every inch of me.
My body goes rigid as his thumb slips into my ass. I feel him suck at my centre, the sound of his lips smacking together making me heady.
“Fuck,” he hisses, pulling his hands away and gripping my hips to pull me upright again. He thrusts up and into me right as my orgasm rips through me, sucking him deeper and tighter to my walls.
He bounces me on his lap, our skin slapping and our moans filling the silence in the apartment. Curling one hand around my shoulder and one around my hip, he takes complete control, thrusting into my body until he finds his own release.
I fall back, panting to his chest. My legs are tucked up under me still, and I can feel his cum sliding down his softening cock.
“Well, thank god I’m not a virgin.”
His light chuckle sends goose bumps pebbling over my skin. Soft lips graze my cheek. “I said you’d make a shoddy virgin. You’re too much of a butt slut.”
My mouth drops open into a deep O. “I am not!”
