“You aresogood at that,” I whispered, unable to look away.
Mason’s gaze flickered up to meet mine, and I swear, I almost came on the spot.
I pulled free of him. “Now I want my turn.” I sat on the bed, pillows stuffed behind me, and gestured to my lap. “Straddle me.” Mason knelt astride me, and I shifted lower. “Hands on the headboard.”
His eyes narrowed. “Why?”
“Because I’m going to suck you too.”
His mouth fell open. “But you don’t have to do that. You’re my Dominant, so allyoushould be doing is receiving pleasure.”
I should have realized he’d bring this up again.
Time to nip it in the bud.
“It will bring me pleasure,” I insisted. “Hearing you come apart, seeing you get so worked up you don’t know what to do with your hands, having you beg me for release? That will make me happier than I can say.”
“But—”
I hated to play the Dominant card, but if I was going to get him to learn how good it could be when we were both on the same page?So be it.
“Do it, or we stop everything here.” I wrapped my hand around my somewhat softer shaft. “You won’t get this anymore. We’ll look at sleeping in separate bedrooms.”
I swear his jaw almost hit the floor. “But why?”
“As a wise man once said about a minute ago, this isn’t a one-way street.” I speared him with an intense gaze. “Now, are you gonna do as I asked, or do we have to sit and talk some more?” I smirked. “Because while this is an important conversation to be having, it’s kinda killing the mood.”
His cheeks flushed. “I don’t want you to regret this.”
“I promise you, I will never regretanythingbetween us.” I pointed to my chest. “Now, mount up, hands on the headboard.”
Mason was still for a few moments, then a deep, shuddering sigh rolled out of him. He got onto the bed and threw a leg over my chest. He put his trembling hands on the rail, but didn’t move. That wasn’t going to work for me. I grabbed his hips and lifted him up, bringing him closer, until the head of his cock brushed my lips, leaving a thin layer of lip balm in its wake. My first taste of pre-cum had me questioning why I’d ever thought this would turn me off. It was sweet, with just a hint of bitterness. I wanted—needed—more. I licked it, loving the groan rolling out of him. I opened for him, and Mason slid his shaft inside with a low moan of pleasure. I grabbed his ass and squeezed as herocked in and out of my mouth, shallow thrusts, his breathing ragged.
“Kip… fuck, that feels amazing.”
I pulled him toward me, and he went deep, his eyes closed, his lips parted, lost in a world of sensation. I loved seeing that look, but I knew if I let him, he’d come, and I wanted to be inside him when that happened.
I reached into the nightstand drawer and took out the box of condoms and the bottle of lube.
Mason jerked free, his chest heaving. “Do you know what you’re doing? I mean, you’ve never?—”
I curled my fingers around his slick cock, tugging gently on it.
“You have a hole. I have a dick. I’m pretty sure we can figure it out.”
He widened his eyes. “You… you’ve done this before.”
I grinned. “Believe it or not, most high school girls aren’t into ass play. I’m looking forward to this, because it’s going to be something no one else will ever share with me.” Then I drew him down to me, and we kissed, his breathing rapid. “So I’m excited. Wanna know why? Because this is gonna be nothing like anything I’ve ever done before.” I gazed into his eyes. “Because it’s with you. It’sus.” I handed him a condom. “Okay, lesson number one—putting on a condom the right way round.”
He snorted. “Is there a wrong way?”
“You’re about to find out.”
I had to admit, this was fun, watching him glove me up. “Use more lube,” I told him.
“But remember, Omegas make their own lubrication. We don’t need this.”
Ihadremembered, but I also figured he’d be incredibly tight, and no way would I ever want to hurt him, so more lube was needed. Besides, lube was our friend.
