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I certainly don’t need to be told twice.
Slowly lowering herself over his mouth, Lacey gasped as his tongue swept across the tender bud, making her thighs tremble. Warm fingers gripped her cheeks, urging her closer, allowing him to worship her. Lacey could almost imagine herself a goddess, a freaking Aphrodite, with Mason a devoted worshipper, paying homage to her.
Long, sure strokes sent waves of fire burning her skin and scorching her soul. She moved her hips in time with that wicked tongue, her fingers rising to her breasts and squeezing her nipples to the point of pain. She didn’t care. There was nothing like a little pain with pleasure.
Or a fucking whole lot of pain with a lot of pleasure.
The waves of sensation swelled to staggering heights. Fingers dug into the tender flesh of her ass as she rode his face. Mason’s palms swatted them, sending waves of pain through her as her clit ground onto his tongue.
Pleasure screamed within, searching for a way out. Lacey’s mouth opened, releasing them. The waves grew higher and higher until they finally sent her flying over the edge, her entire body erupting into ecstasy.
Her thighs clenched and shuddered around Mason’s face, his tongue never letting up as Lacey’s body continued to tremble until the last convulsion died. But instead of letting her go, his fingers kept her in place.
Hands bracing against the wall, Lacey could do nothing but sit there, Mason’s tongue continuing his homage to her. “Mason,” she cried, her pussy grinding against his face. His tongue flicked across the sensitive little bud before teeth gently scraped it, causing a scream of painful gratification to escape her mouth.
She hissed at the sensation of the deep, probing stroke of his tongue within her. The urge to ride it consumed her. Lacey rose her hips, then drove herself down on it, shuddering with the intensity of the sensation. She fucked him, fucked his tongue, and his hand slapped her in time with it.
What the hell was she doing? She’d never slept with someone the day after meeting them before, but Mason … something about him called to her, and she had no choice but to answer.
Moving her hips, she offered her clit back to him, and he eagerly took it. With teeth and tongue, Mason made her head heady with pleasure. The desperate grip of his hands on her body seeped into every pore, and her hips moved with wild abandon.
Desire tightened her nipples to hard points, cries tore out of her mouth with each hard grind against his mouth. Breath came harder. Pleasure welled, rising higher, and higher, and higher, until there was nowhere else for it to go. Lacey’s world splintered into a million shards of exquisite pleasure, taking her mind and sanity with it.
Unable to do anything but collapse forward, she felt Mason wriggle out beneath her. Those hot fingers reached for her, dragging her backwards, lifting her ass up. She could feel him pressed against hers, eager and ready.
Then he slammed into her. New waves of pleasure burst throughout her body as he filled every inch of her channel.
“Oh my god,” she groaned as he withdrew only to thrust back into her with such force her head slammed into the headboard. Not that she cared. “So fucking big.”
Mason’s hands cupped her breasts from behind, his breath hot against her bare back, as he pinched them, hard enough to wrench a scream from her. “And you’re going to feel every last inch of me.”
Lacey’s breath came hard and low as he took her the way he wanted, his body taking her with such force, such strength, impaling her on his length in rapid-fire strokes. Digging her fingers into the pillow, Lacey could do nothing but give into the fire that continued to burn.
And she wanted the flames to consume her, to leave her as nothing but a little pile of ash.
She arched her back, whimpering with each long, hard thrust, the tip of his cock slamming against her cervix, looking for the last few inches they both knew she didn’t have.
A thread of pain spun through the pleasure, and her channel tightened around his member. She’d never experienced anything like this before. Most of the lovers she’d taken in the past had treated her like a princess, like a fucking fragile doll. Not as someone to be used, to be what they wanted. No one had ever controlled her body like this, never wrung such sensuality from her in her life.
And she wanted more.
More pain, more pleasure. More, more, more.
Mason’s teeth nipped at her shoulder, his fingers trailing a line of heat as one gripped her throat, lifting her up slightly as the other clasped around her hip. The pleasure built up and his thrusts grew stronger, harder, faster.
Every ounce of air escaped her lungs as he fucked her into a frenzy. This wasn’t lovemaking. This was wild, fiery, fucking. She’d taken what she wanted, now he was taking what he wanted.
Mason’s hand released its grip on her hip and grabbed her hair, yanking her back to the point she hissed at the pain it created. Her spine bowed upwards as if a string pulled it; she was nothing but his puppet. She would do whatever he wanted, and fucking love every second of it.
Mason nipped at her flesh, the skin burning with each bite. His thrusts grew deeper, harder, stretching her each time he buried his cock as far as it could go. And still Lacey wanted more.
The waves built up higher. Groans and cries spilled through the room. Then pain erupted through her shoulder as Mason’s teeth sank deeper, harder, into her flesh, triggering her yet another orgasm.
Fire seared Lacey’s soul. Something erupted through her body, but she couldn’t identify it. It burned through her, branding every cell of her being. Not that she cared, not as Mason’s cock ravaged her. He clutched her to him as he buried himself deep inside one final time, his body shuddering as he released his own pleasure in a burst of overwhelming ecstasy and finally collapsed on top of her.
