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“It’s okay, do you need me to make sure you get to your car alright?”
Mr. Cartwright has given me the creeps since the first time we met. He put his hand on my shoulder and it was like someone had walked on my grave. Literally made my skin crawl. He’s asked me out numerous times, and I’ve always turned him down. It’s not that he’s not cute. He is in a Spencer Reid,Criminal Minds, sort of way. But in all honesty, unless you’re Mason Harrison, I’m in no way, shape, or form interested.
“No, I got it, just a little preoccupied tonight. Thanks for the offer.” I do my best to be polite.
I wave; gazing back down at my phone, acting like what’s on it is the most important thing in the world. As I leave the hallway and go out the doors, I look back. Mr. Cartwright is staring at me. This time, I turn around, not looking back, and head straight for my car. Once I get there, I lock the door, without a backward glance, and head for home.
* * *
Almost two hours later.Showered, changed, and freshly shaved, I’m heading toward Mason’s home. He gave me the address and when I plugged it into my GPS, I realized we don’t live far from one another at all. His house is in a little bit of an older section of town, but if given the choice, I would have bought a house there when I moved, just because of the gorgeous Craftsman style architecture. Within ten minutes I’m pulling up to the type of house I would have loved to buy, but instead, I got stuck renting the newer one I have.
Mason’s Jeep sits in the driveway of a well-maintained and blue-gray house with white shutters. The landscaping is immaculate. The excited thumping of my heart is loud in my ears as I make my way up the front steps onto the porch. Before I can even knock, he’s opened the door and pulled me through the entry way.
“I heard you pull up,” he explains, as he tosses my purse onto a catch-all next to the door and takes off my jacket, hanging it on a coat rack in the hallway. He motions for me to kick off my shoes, which I do, and then I give myself a moment to take it all in.
For that moment, I get to look around the living room. It’s dark, manly, and well-kept. Nothing like what I imagined with a teenager and a bachelor living here.
“I’ll give you the tour next time, or a little later,” he promises as he directs me down a hallway, pushing me through the threshold of a door into another room.
Immediately I know this is Mason’s bedroom. The scent is unmistakable.
“Have you thought about this as much as I have?” I tilt my head to the side, asking him the question I’ve been dying to ask all day.
“Probably more,” he admits as he pulls me into him. Grabbing hold of my hand, he brings it down to the tent in the athletic shorts he’s wearing. “All day long, Rina. All fucking day long.”
I know what he means. I’ve been horny all day long too, just thinking of the way he played my body last time. Thinking of how I felt the effects of him for days afterwards. Just knowing we can get naked this time? It’s increasing my arousal tenfold.
Before I even ask him how we’re going to play this, he reaches down, lifting my shirt off my head and over my body. I wore my favorite bra for this, and I can tell he appreciates it. It’s a see-through mesh material with little flowers on it. The way he angles his hand to run his thumb over my nipples causes me to throw my head back and just feel. His big fingers are at my belly, unbuttoning my jeans, and when he pushes them down my thighs, I know we’re getting completely serious.
“You’re so damn beautiful.” His voice is an octave lower, and when I tilt my head back up, his eyes are on my tits, right before he leans forward and takes one of my hard nipples in his mouth.
Gripping his hair, I hold him close with one hand, while I struggle to push down those shorts with the other. He helps as he breaks the suction on my flesh before pulling his shirt over his head. “God, Mase.” I let my eyes travel over his body. “I don’t think I’ve ever been with anyone as hot as you.”
Encircling his arms around my waist, he picks me up, tossing me on his bed. “I know I’ve never been with anyone as hot as you.”
And as he looks at me through those hooded eyes, I know I’m a goner.
“Spread those legs for me, baby. Let me see.”
I know what he wants to see. How wet I am, how very much I want his cock deep inside me. I’m coy as I do it, inching my hand down my stomach to the lace band of the panties I wear. When my finger toys with the edge, his eyes zero in, and then his fingers are fighting with mine.
In seconds, I’m not sure where those panties are, and he’s pressing between my legs with his body, his lips coming down on top of mine. When they meet, I moan deep in my throat as his chest rakes against my nipples, and his cock taunts my clit.
“Please, Mason,” I beg, and when he grabs hold of my wrists, holding them over my head in one of his hands, my body rejoices.
Menace
“You don’t have to beg, Rina. Just tell me what you want.” My voice is deeper than normal. If I didn’t know myself, I’d assume I’m a pack a day smoker who’s been doing it for years.
Her legs catch the backs of my thighs. “You, inside me.”
I wanna be there too, but I had hoped we’d be able to slow it down this time. Really explore each other’s bodies. But maybe that’s not in the cards right now. With my free hand, I reach up, pushing her bra up over her tits. As I do so, she lifts for me.
“Take it off.”
Letting go of her wrists, I take note that she keeps them up where I had them, never makes a move to bring them down. When I get the bra off, I clamp my hands back around those wrists and bring my mouth down to those nipples begging for my touch. When I lightly use my teeth, her fingers grasp mine, her nails biting into my knuckles.
“Mason, oh God.” She pushes against me, bucks against my hips with hers, cries out as I soothe the nip with my tongue. “I can’t wait.” Her head thrashes, the ends of her hair hitting our outstretched arms.
