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The fingers in my hair tug fiercely, tilting my head back on my shoulders, exposing my neck, and that’s when Karina blows my mind. She’s sucking, nipping, biting, licking, and grinding all at the same time. All I can do is push my hands up the back of her tank top, claw at her skin, growl as she makes contact with the erection in my tactical pants. Even between the clothes, I can feel her heat. She doesn’t let up, as she moves from one side to the other, grabbing hold of my earlobe with her teeth, before she slips her hand between us, palming the flesh that’s throbbing for her. I’m doing my best to keep from losing every ounce of self-respect I have, when she somehow manages to get her feet on the floor and stand over me. Because of my height, she’s not much taller, but it puts those awesome tits of hers at eye-level. And that’s when I decide turnabout is totally fair play.
Reaching forward, I slip one of those hard nipples into my mouth, nipping and sucking the same way she did my neck. Going to town on them through the cotton of her tank top. Immediately I realize she’s not wearing a bra underneath, feeling the tightening of the flesh is enough to have pre-cum moistening the fabric of my boxers. My cock is punching at the zipper holding it back, hoping to get lose. What I wouldn’t give to just reach down and pull it out, give it some relief.
“Mason, I want you,” she moans, throwing her head back, thrusting those fingers of hers through my hair and holding me close to her.
With superhuman strength, I push her away, turn her around so that she’s facing away from me, and slide those short shorts off her body, taking a scrap of lace with it. Before she can ask me what I’m doing, I’ve unzipped my pants, pushed them and my boxers down, so that the only thing I can get out is the only thing that matters. My rock-hard length. Pulling her hips back to me, I watch as those legs of hers straddle me, and then come down hard on my cock.
Her sexy back, that tapers down into two dimples over her ass, is a feast for me to look at. Her ass bounces as she uses those thighs of hers to push up and down on my dick. “Mason,” she breathes loudly as I move my hands around to cup her tits up under the shirt, using my fingers to worry the evidence of her desire.
“Yeah, baby?” I pinch harder, causing her to lean slightly forward.
“You didn’t get a condom.”
I thought sinking into her had felt better than normal, but I don’t freeze, I keep going. Using one hand to strum her clit, the other to twist the flesh begging for it at her chest. “I didn’t,” I confirm, knowing damn good and well she’s not on birth control.
Her answer to my confirmation is to breathe deeper, ride me faster. “Is this what you want?” She puts one hand over mine at her clit, uses the other to help her ride me as she braces against the table.
What I want right now is to feel her pussy clamping my bare flesh, but I understand if kids aren’t a priority for her. “I can pull out if you want me too, it’s not that big of a deal,” I assure her as I continue to work her flesh, loving the feel of her gripping me.
She’s quiet for a few moments as we work against each other, as she swivels her hips and makes my cock hit places it’s never hit before. “I don’t want you to pull out,” she whispers, gazing over her shoulder at me.
Our gazes lock and I stop what I’m doing. “You don’t?”
“I don’t. I mean-,” she snickers, “-what are the chances of it happening the first time? Besides we’re married, I want to feel what it’s like for you to lose control inside me.”
And that’s all it takes, her giving me the option of doing exactly what I want to do. I go after her hard, bracing my booted feet on the floor as I pound into her, grabbing her hair up in one hand, pulling it back the way she likes. I don’t stop working her clit furiously and she doesn’t stop riding me, never slows down, never gives an inch.
When I feel her tighten against me, when I hear her scream of pleasure, I let go, moaning, groaning, grunting as I pull her back to my front, rest my forehead on her sweaty back, and ride out the conclusion of the best sex we’ve ever had.
“Fuck,” I almost whimper as she gets off me, leaving my cock standing in the breeze.
“Feeling’s mutual, big guy, wanna take a shower?”
As I look up at her body, naked on the lower half, nipples still hard on the upper half, hair a mess, I grin at her, knowing I made her look like a beautiful mess. Looking down at my lap, I see stains on my pants, my release running down my cock. For some reason I want to remember this moment, etch it into the database of memories I don’t ever want to forget. When I do that, I reach out for her hand.
“Yeah, let’s go get cleaned up.”
She steps into my arms, kissing my throat. “I love you, Mase.”
I grip her ass tight in my hand, giving it a squeeze as I kiss her forehead. “Love you more, Rina.”
She smirks. “Nope, I love youmas!”
These little games are what I was missing in my life, and I thank God every day that I get to experience them with her.
CHAPTER 27
KARINA
September
“I’m so tired.” I yawn loudly as I lay on the couch, my feet in Mason’s lap. We’re watching something on TV, trying to avoid doing yard-work in the early September heat. “I feel like I’m coming down with something.” I close my eyes, snuggling into the cushions.
“You were tired a lot this week,” he comments as he grabs the cover off the back and covers me up with it. “Was it hectic at school?”
“Not particularly, which is why I think I’m coming down with something. My stomach wasn’t happy with me this morning.” I mention the other symptom I had. “Maybe if I just take a nap, I’ll feel better.” I turn into the couch, hugging one of the pillows.
The next thing I know, Mason’s shaking my shoulder. “Rina, you’ve been asleep for two hours, time to get up.”
