Once more, he pulled her toward the edge of the bed, lifting her legs up. She shivered knowing nothing was between them. At first, she thought he would just take her, but his hand started tracing her sex. The touch was light, way too light for her, more of a tickle before he traced her entrance. “You’re so wet, so warm. Is it for me, Cleo?” Nodding, Cleo tried once more to push her hips up, silently begging. “Take it off. I want to be the only one touching you tonight.”
Mason continued to caress and tease her as she wiggled to remove the slip. As she stretched to pass it over her head, his fingers started circling her clit, and she cried out.
“Yes, you’re my fantasy right here on this bed. You can’t imagine how many times I took myself in hand in the shower, here and at Alliance, thinking of you like this. I couldn’t think straight I was so entranced by you, Cleo.”
“Mason, please. Please.”
He shook his head, but at the same time, inserted one digit inside her, and then another. “Is that better?” he asked as he gently fucked her with his fingers.
In a tornado of lust, Cleo swallowed hard before speaking. “I want you, Mason. I want your cock deep inside me.”
His jaw clenched for a moment, his erection pulsing until he bent down and took out a condom from his pants. In record time, he sheathed himself and poised his tip at her entrance. Cleo was so twisted with desire, and unable to wait she wrapped her hand around him, trying to take control. Mason smiled, licking his lips as he indulged her by pushing himself just inside her.
Cleo was on the verge of losing any sanity she had left when he finally impaled her. The movement was swift, stretching her in the most satisfying way. Her vision blurred when Mason hooked her legs over his shoulders. Her hands cupped her breasts, pinching her sensitive nipples in order to alleviate the pressure building inside her.
His hips pistoned into her with increasing speed, and it was too much and not enough at the same time. Mason took advantage of her vulnerable position and ran his thumb around her clit a few times before pinching it with his fingers. It was like her body became electrified, and she cried out as pleasure took over her.
Mason didn’t slow down and let go of her legs to cover her body, lapping at her breast before covering her mouth in a searing kiss.
Her legs locked in the small of his back, her hands all over his sweaty skin and she felt another wave of pleasure swelling before she’d even come down off the first one. It was madness, unleashed control in a way that suited her perfectly. Having Mason out of control in her arms, nipping and sucking, grabbing her hips and arms in bruising strength, revealing how much he wanted her was paradise. She felt him slam his cock over and over again inside her, clearly on the verge of losing control himself. The tight coil of pleasure broke, and she screamed his name. Mason’s muscular body tensed and bowed over her as he let himself fall into his own orgasm.
Lungs burning, muscles screaming, and every cell of her body flooded with deep satisfaction, Cleo welcomed his relaxing body into her embrace, burying her nose into his tousled black hair. Surrounded by his scent and comforted by his strength, Cleo’s body softened until the world vanished around her, and she forgot everything but Mason as tiredness finally pulled her under.