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Mason returns with the towels, stopping dead in his tracks behind the couch when he sees me. His eyes darken as they roam up and down my body, and I bite my bottom lip in amusement.
“Like what you see?” I tease.
His lip curls up as he undoes his jeans and bends over, sliding them down his legs and removing them. When he stands back up straight and wearing nothing but a pair of black briefs, I take the opportunity to drink him in.
He really has an absolutely fucking amazing body, and you would never know that hiding under all those baggy clothes was the body of an Adonis.
I asked him once why he wears such loose clothing, thinking that the introvert in him had some deep-seated psychological need to hide from the world. As it turns out, I was wrong. He informed me that he simply dresses that way because it’s comfortable, and there was nothing more to it.
My eyes trail over his torso, taking in every inch of the sculpted pecs and abdominal muscles that lead down to that defined V in his hips which point to a pronounced bulge in his briefs.
My core floods with heat as I’m overcome with the urge to lick every inch of him, starting with that sexy as fuck tribal tattoo.
“Like what you see, Flower?” His gravelly voice purrs as he prowls around the couch, his eyes burning into mine with ferocious hunger.
Feeling like prey being stalked by a predator, I move in the opposite direction, keeping distance between us as my heart pounds in anticipation of what’s to come.
“Maybe I do.” I reach around and unclasp my bra, letting it fall to the floor. He stops and bites his bottom lip, a deep groan rumbling from his chest as he stares at my breasts.
Hooking my fingers into my panties, I play with the edges of the material and give him a coy smile, watching his chest rise up and down as he watches me.
Sliding my panties down my legs, he follows my lead and removes his briefs, his large cock springing free and making my breath hitch.
I honestly don’t know how he fits that thing inside me.
He starts to move toward me, and I slowly retreat, making my way around the couch, using it as a barrier between us.
“Why are you running from me, baby?” His eyes bore into mine as we continued to circle around the couch. “Are you playing hard to get?”
“Oh no,” I tease. “I’m playing hard to catch.”
He stops and quirks a brow. “Is that so? Do you think I couldn’t catch you?”
“I’d like to see you try, Superman.”
He flashes me a wicked grin and then is on the move. I squeal and make a run for it as he dashes around the couch. He suddenly changes direction, and I squeal again as he almost gains on me.
His hard cock is like a steel rod bobbing up and down as he runs, and the sight of it sends me into a fit of giggles, stealing the last of my breath.
I hold up my hands in a time-out, then glance at his cock again and burst out laughing. He stops and looks at me with a frown. “What are you laughing at?”
“It’s your—” I gasp. “Cock!”
“You are laughing at my cock?” he asks, looking down at it, confused.
“It’s flapping!” I point to it, doubling over with laughter.
He narrows his eyes. “Oh, that’s it,” he growls. “You are in trouble now. No one laughs at my flapping cock and gets away with it.”
He is on the move again, but this time he jumps over the couch. I scream and try to make a run for it, but he catches me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
Spinning me around to face him, he crashes his lips to mine, devouring my mouth, and I moan, kissing him back eagerly.
I run my hands over his shoulders, savoring the feel of his masculine physique under the palms of my hands, before moving down lower and placing them on his chest.
Pushing him back, I break the kiss, and my eyes follow my hands as I explore him, softly tracing my fingers over the ridges of his sculpted pecs.
He leans in to kiss me again, but I pull back, shaking my head and looking at him intently.
