Mason’s lips travel from my lips across my jaw. “I’ve been wanting to kiss you every day since I first walked into that kitchen and saw you there.” His breath is hot on my ear before his lips move to my neck.
The slight suction on the skin under my ear sends a jolt to my core, and all I can manage is a breathy moan, and my fingers dig into the skin on his shoulders.
My tank pulls tight across my front as he fists the material on my back with my robe, and the friction against my nipples makes them pucker even harder against his chest. In one swift move, he peels my robe off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, and pulls my tank over my head.
Cool air moves across my skin as he slides his hands down my hips to the backs of my legs to lift me, and I wrap my thighs tightly around his hips. His blue eyes lock with mine as I slide my arms across his shoulders and we are eye to eye, he shakes his head. “No more secrets.”
With a small shake of my head, I cup his jaw and slide my thumb across his bottom lip and repeat his statement, “No more secrets.”
His eyes stay locked on mine as he turns us to the bed and lowers me so he’s hovering over me. He sits back on his heels and hooks his fingers into my shorts to pull them down my legs. “So fucking beautiful, I’ve been dreaming about this body every night.”
In a blink, his lips are on my nipple and he nips the hard peak between his teeth, making me suck in a heated breath and thread my fingers through his hair. He moves to the other nipple and sucks it between his lips, pulling the tip until it slides out with a wet pop.
My clit is throbbing, I’ve been dreaming about his touch and I’m aching to feel him. He’s slowly kissing his way down my stomach, and it’s getting harder to wait with each kiss. “Please, Mason.”
Nipping the skin under my belly button between his teeth, he rubs his lips over the pinch and he lifts his eyes to mine with a grin on his face, “Please what?”
My hips lift slightly on their own to get closer to him and Ican feel the blush climbing my neck into my cheeks. “I need you to touch me.”
Seeing the blush on my face, he lifts himself back up over me, his eyes locked on mine. Tenderness softens the need on his face and he says, “Don’t be embarrassed to ask me for what you want, I’ll give you whatever you ask for.”
As he lowers his lips to mine, the tips of his fingers lightly move across my inner thigh to my center. I moan into his mouth as he slides through my folds to my clit, sliding his finger over the nub, making my hips jolt at the contact.
The need that started when I was lying in bed in my room is building, and I know I won’t last long. I slide my fingers across the nape of his neck and fist the short hairs on his head, but when he slips his finger into me and presses his thumb to my clit, I arch into him.
“Look at me.” The command is soft, but my eyes snap to his blue eyes that are locked on mine. “I want to see all of you when you come for me.”
All it takes is another finger and my center implodes, making me see stars before I start pulsing around his fingers.
His lips twitch as he watches me. “That’s right, so fucking beautiful.”
After my orgasm stops pulsing around his fingers, he rolls over to open the bedside dresser drawer and gets up on his knees to rip the condom out of the package and roll it on. He taps my knee. “Roll over on all fours, darlin’.”
When I’m positioned in front of him, he grabs my hip with one hand and lines his head up to my opening with the other. I want to feel him inside me so bad that I push myself back. He grabs my other hip and slides into me with one long stroke; the stretch is on the edge of painful but the feeling of being full of him is exactly what I wanted.
He falls forward over me as we both moan, his hands on each side of mine. “Fuck me.” He rasps in my ear as he startsto move out of me slowly. “I’ve been wanting to bury myself in you every God damn day since the night at the hotel. I’ve watched this perfect body every day, wanting to grab it, fuck it, and keep you strapped to my fucking bed.”
His breaths are hard against my ear as he starts to move faster. Listening to him want to keep me strapped to the bed sends a jolt to my clit and I arch my back and push against him.
“You need it harder, darlin’?” He grabs my wrist and gently twists my arm behind my back to hold it against my lower back and his other hand claps behind my neck and pushes my head to the mattress, forcing my legs to go wider and my ass up at a different angle.
The soft slap of his hips against my ass and the angle that he’s at as he moves in me are making the pressure behind my clit even stronger and I let out a whimper.
“Don’t move.” He orders and lets go of my neck, he slides his hand around my hip and he pinches my clit. “I can feel you starting to squeeze my cock and you feel so fuckin good.”
When he rolls my clit between his fingers, I nearly come off the bed and I feel like my body is about to float away, the heat of the orgasm licks across my skin and my insides clench. I turn my head to muffle my moan in the mattress.
Mason lets out a low growl behind me. “I fucking love it when you squeeze me like that.” His hips move faster and then he pushes into me as far as he can as he doubles over onto my back, his head next to mine.
We are both breathing hard and his arm snakes around my waist. “Don’t even think about moving out of this bed, I’m not done with you yet.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
MASON
AS SOONas Sloane fell asleep the other night, I sent a text to Callum and Spits to tell them everything she told me. I need more info on her brother, more specifically who he has contact with. That piece of shit has made it to the top of my list.
When she told me her brother sold her to traffickers, it took all I had to keep the anger off my face. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her and stop her from telling me everything.
