Page 50 of The Ice Out


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Mason cups my chin into one of his hands so I’m staring into his beautiful green eyes and traces my lips with his thumb. “I’m yours.” He places a gentle kiss on my forehead followed by a much rougher one on my lips. “Do you hear me, Violet? I’m yours. All of me, it’s all yours.” The words carry more than just hunger in them, and with my eyes locked onto his I see a hint of vulnerability.

“You’re mine Mason. Always have been, always will be.” I turn my head and place a kiss on the palm of his hand that’s cradling my face.

His eyes shut as a shudder runs through his body. When they open, a wicked smile forms on his face. He grabs my waist with his hands and adjusts us so he’s laid flat on the couch, and I’msitting on his chest. I make a move to lower myself onto him, but he stops me. “I want you to ride my face, Angel.”

My entire body lights up like it’s on fire. Mason’s tongue was a dangerous thing. One I had missed dearly. “I’ve never done that before.”

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” He confirms, drawing circles on my thighs with his fingers in a comforting caress.

“Oh I want to, trust me.” Now that the offer was up in the air, there was no way I was turning it down. I take a breath before adjusting myself so my thighs are on either side of his face, my core hovering over his mouth.

“Vi, I’m trying to be a gentleman about this, but if you don’t sit on my tongue already, I might lose my shit.”

“You really have a mouth on you, don’t you?”

“Sure do. Now shut me up.” My eyes stay locked on Mason as I do exactly what he says, lowering myself down until I feel his lips connect with my clit, “Such a good girl letting me lick this pussy.”

I let out a loud moan as he sucks on it gently. In a matter of seconds I’m writhing on top of him as he slides his tongue into me. I get confirmation that Mason’s enjoying this as much as I am a moment later when he lets out his own moan. God he was so damn good. Our eyes lock as he gives all his attention to my swollen clit. A shiver runs down my spine and he pulls away for a moment probably sensing how close I am.

“Look at what a mess you’re making, Angel.” He tsks and I look down to see some of my wetness on his beard. “Such a perfect fucking pussy.” Mason groans, placing a wet kiss along my thigh, “I’ve been dying to taste you again, Vi. Dying to bury my tongue inside.”

He makes no move to continue though, leaving me frustrated. “I don’t remember you being such a tease before,” I mutter in frustration.

A small laugh leaves his lips, “I like seeing you squirm a lotmore than I thought I would.” He brings his thumb to my clit matching the same pattern his tongue used earlier, “Love knowing I’m the one that’s driving you this crazy…the one that’s making you this wet.” He drags his tongue up my slit teasing my clit on the way. “Plus dragging it out will only make you come harder in the end. So really it’s a win-win.”

I take matters into my own hands, gripping his shoulder tightly and using my other hand to toy with myself. From that moment on Mason loses all his self-control. He drags his tongue back against my slit andfinally, buries his tongue inside me again.

His groan vibrates throughout my core as he continues to lap me up, slow at first and then hurried as I buck my hips in response. My nails dig into his shoulder, hard enough to leave a mark, but he’s undeterred. If anything, it only motivates him more. He moves to slide a finger inside of me, “Oh god, that’s it Mason. Baby I’m so, so close.”

“You wanna come, Angel?” His voice is so soft, a stark contrast to the way he’s playing with me. I can’t bring myself to say anything, so I just nod instead. “You just need me to tell you it’s okay, don’t you? That’s what’s going to send you over, isn’t it? My permission?” Oh god is that it? It might be, given I suddenly felt the pressure build even more. “Come then. Come all over my face Angel, so I can make you come all over my cock next.”

His words are all I need to fall into an orgasm that shakes through my entire body. I lean my head against the arm of the couch catching my breath as I come down. Eventually I move so I can bury my face into his neck as he holds me, “You’re so damn beautiful Violet.” Mason whispers against my temple. ”I have no idea what I ever did to deserve you.”

“You were right. That was amazing.” I sigh, extremely content.

“Can you say that first part again?” he teases, absently stroking his hands down my back and through my curly, frizzymane. “It’s not every day I hear those words come from your mouth.”

“Don’t be annoying.” I laugh.

“Me? Never.” He opens his mouth to make another quip when I slide my hand down his chest, tugging down his boxers before I grip his cock, stroking it. I watch as Mason’s eyes roll to the back of his head as I squeeze him, “Violet. I’m not gonna last much longer if you keep doing that.”

“That’s the idea.” I taunt pressing a kiss to his lips leaning down until I’m nearly eye level with his cock.

Mason’s hand comes up to cup my face, stroking small circles on my cheek with his thumb, “You don’t have to, you know. I don’t expect that from you just because I ate you out.”

“I know. I want to.”

He lets go of my face and I go to work. His cock is already rock hard and standing at attention and lick my lips when I notice the precum on his tip. I use my thumb to spread it over the rest of him causing more to leak out, “You’ll be the death of me Violet.” Mason’s words fill me with confidence “Fuck Vi—” He sucks in a breath and bucks his hips into my hand.

“Good?” I ask already knowing the answer.

“It’s incredible. You’re incredible.”

A smile comes over my face and I move my mouth closer, tracing the tip of his cock with my tongue. “Ohgod, Violet.” His hands immediately come to my hair, moving my curls out of the way as I bring him as deep into my mouth as I can. The rest I cover with my hand as I continue to drag my tongue up and down his length while maintaining my pace. Mason continues to move himself inside of my mouth, but always gently, never pushing me beyond what I was already allowing. When I feel his fingers slightly tighten in my hair, I know he’s close and I start to stroke him faster when he pulls out abruptly. “Not happening, Angel. When I come, I’m gonna be buried inside of you.”

He reaches down and throws me over his shoulder before I have time to think, walking me over to his room. A few secondslater he gently places me on top of his king-sized bed, and I moan at how comfortable it is compared to my cheap yard sale mattress. “I could stay here forever.” I drawl stretching out like a starfish.

“You won’t hear any complaints from me.” Mason pulls out a strip of condoms ripping one off and leaving the rest on top of his nightstand. “If you don’t think I have plans for the entire night, you are sadly mistaken.” He teased sliding a condom on his still hard cock before climbing onto the bed.