Page 14 of Hidden Obsession

“Are you okay, Cleo?” Mason tried to appear solicitous as he moved toward the door, his lips tipped up.

“Peachy.” The way she ground out the word made him chuckle. He walked back to his office with Cleo at his heels, breathing fire down his neck and tried not to enjoy himself too much, but it was useless.

“What can I do for you, Cleo?”

She closed his office door before answering. “Don’t you play innocent with me. I can’t believe you bought that stuff for me.”

“But you wanted it didn’t you?” His hands in his pockets, he rested his hips against his desk.

“Well, yes, but it wasn’t for you to buy them for me.”

“See, that’s where you’re wrong, Miss. Darwin.” Mason pushed up off the desk and advanced on her slowly, the predatory look he knew was in his eyes making her step back as he approached. “Way I see it, you’re in my home, and although I fucking love the idea of you walking around without underwear, it may make you happier to have some on. I did it to make you more comfortable.” Mason stopped as her back hit the wall beside the door and his body was mere inches from hers. Cleo looked up at him, her eyes wide, the pulse in her neck pounding as her chest heaved.

Mason could hardly tear his eyes from the devastatingly beautiful sight she made. “You test every fucking ounce of restraint I own. You are so beautiful, Cleo.” His head descended toward hers. “Tell me to stop if you don’t want this.” Despite his begging, his answer was her silence. “Thank fuck.”

They were his only words before he took her lips in a brutal kiss that was hot and wet. Her soft body melted into him as she grasped the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. He had known Cleo would be a firecracker and he wasn’t mistaken. She kissed him back passionately as he backed her fully into the wall, pressing his hard cock against the soft mound of her pussy and eliciting a moan that had him ready to take her there and then. His hand slipped from her left hip, going down her thigh before traveling up the deliciously soft skin of her thigh and finding her bare ass cheek.

Mason caressed the skin, making her moan into his mouth, as he lifted her leg, wrapping it around his hip, and ground his dick into her pussy. “Are you wet for me, baby?” He slid his hand around and found her hot, wet slit. He teased his finger over her clit, making her squirm against him. “Fucking drenched.”

He kissed his way down the delicate skin of her neck, and over the curve of her tits. He rubbed her clit in circles with his thumb and teased the entrance of her pussy with his fingers. “I’m going to make you come.” And then he plunged his fingers inside her hot wet, heat. Cleo dragged his head up so she could kiss him as he worked her harder until he felt the first signs of her climax.

“Mason.” Her voice wavered, only a husky breath.

“I got you, baby. Come for me, let it take you.” Mason crooked his fingers and rubbed over her G-spot, and she gasped into his mouth as he swallowed the scream that accompanied her climax. Her pussy squeezed his fingers tight as her legs gave way, and he held her up with his arm around her waist.

He expected her to pull away, to fight what had happened between them, blame him somehow, and she would be right. He’d let things get out of hand. He had only wanted a kiss, but Cleo seemed to turn his good intentions to dust. He was surprised when she pulled back and smiled at him, her face having a post-orgasm glow that made his dick harder.

“Well, there’s no going back now.” Her laughter was delicious as he helped her straighten her clothes.

“I have no idea what that means.” He couldn’t help but laugh as he kissed her neck and then stepped away.

“I might have morals, Mason, but I’m no fool. When a man can give you an orgasm like that, you don’t throw them out of your bed.”

“Well, technically, it’s a wall. Does that mean you’re willing to give us a go and let me take you on a date later?”

Cleo looked at him and tilted her head. “Yes, I believe I will.” Then she turned on her heel and left him alone.

Mason walked to his desk, adjusting his aching cock as he sat down to try and work. He needed this stalker gone so he could enjoy getting to know Cleo better. He wore a grin on his face for the rest of the day. He would take her to his favorite bar later for the best beer and burgers in Miami.