“Damn it,” she snarled, fumbling with the ties before growling and tearing at the seams.
Finally. She yanked his pants open and wrapped her hand around him—heavy, pulsing, and already wet at the tip. Her other hand shoved at her waistband, forcing the fabric down over her hips. Almostthere—
Until his hands caught her waist, pushing her just far enough to break the kiss.
“Wait.” His voice was rough. “I can’t believe I’m about to ask this, because…Great Phoenix, woman…I think I’d do anything for you right now. Anything to feel you…” His words trailed off as his hand traced her cheek. “Fuck, just…look at me.”
“But the mask.” The words slipped out jagged.What is he doing? Why is he stopping?
“Screw the mask. You’ve got my cock in your hand.”
A slow smile spread across her face as she realized she did, in fact, still have that beautiful manhood throbbing within her grasp.
She opened her eyes.
The headband continued to hide part of his face, but the rest revealed a strong jaw, high cheekbones, and full lips still parted from the kiss. There was a wildness in him—something intense, almost amused—but it didn’t soften him. If anything, it made him unfairly handsome in that way that caught you off guard and didn’t let go.
“Okay.” His jaw tightened, the muscles flexing beneath his skin, though his posture remained rigid, controlled. “Are you sure you want to do this? Here? Now?”
Did he not? A flush crept up her neck.
“I’m trying to be a gentleman here,” he coughed as if the idea was ludicrous.
Aimee glanced down at herself—pants halfway off, his dick in her hand—and snorted. “A gentleman.”
“I might be a little late in this attempt.”
She leaned in, her hips lifting to hover over where she held him. The man was insane if he thought…
“Should I just go, then?” She asked, lowering just a fraction of an inch so the soft, silky head of him teased her entrance, and began slowly moving him in tight circles between her thighs.
He hissed through his teeth at the contact, bucking beneath her.
Then he sat up, growling as his hands locked on her hips, and in a single twist, flipped them both.
Her back hit the ground with athud, and he came down over her, now fully in control. She opened her mouth, some witty comeback on the tip of her tongue—
He drove into her before she could speak, driving any semblance of coherent thought clear from her mind.
Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Her mouth opened in a small ‘o’ as he pushed his way forward and back with a delicious side-to-side motion, massaging the most sensitive parts of her.
It didn’t last long at that point. The build-up had been too intense, too perfect. The weight of his body on her, the taste of his mouth on hers…that glorious fucking cock working miracles between her legs…
With each stroke, her insides clenched, and that hazy buzzing in her skull signaled bliss was near. And when it hit, her body clenched hard around him, ripping a groan from his lips as his hips jerked without control and he spilled into her, wet and hot.
Air filled her lungs too fast, too shallow as she blinked up at him, hovering above her, arms locked, chest heaving.
He trembled with the effort to hold himself there, loose strands of hair clinging to the sweat along his face. And for a moment, he looked just as wrecked as she felt. Then he let out a raw, broken exhale and dropped beside her, rolling onto his back, chest rising fast.
What the hell just happened? Her mouth opened and closed on empty words.
The world felt distant as a cool night breeze licked across damp skin, her pulse drumming through every inch of her. Her pants remained tangled halfway down her thighs, but she couldn’t bring herself to move just yet.
A quiet sound—half a chuckle, half a sigh—drew her gaze left.
She tugged her pants back up, fingers tight with aftershock, and turned to find him lying on his side, head propped in one hand. A faint smile played at his lips, and his eyes met hers for a beat—soft, unreadable, maybe even tender. Then he looked away, leaning in without a word to press a light, almost questioning kiss to her forehead.
But before the smile could form on her lips, his mask was back in place, and the moment vanished with it.
