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Jesus, I was in trouble.
So much trouble.
“Time to get you naked,” he said, lifting me up and carrying me over to his bed.
He dropped me like a sack of bricks, and I landed with a little huff. But he only smirked, dragging a thumb over his bottom lip as he loomed over me.
I felt like a poor helpless lamb being stalked by a predator. Only, my first instinct wasn’t to run because I wanted to be caught.
Mason leaned over me, flicking open the buttons on my corset, moving through them until the material fell away from my body, bearing my black satin underwear to him.
Heat burned in his eyes as he ran his eyes over me. “Fuck,” he choked out.
“Like what you see, Steele?”
“Yeah, although I’d like it even more if you were completely naked.” He pulled me into a seated position, pushing the dress off my arms before unclasping my bra. Leaning down, he flicked his tongue over my nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
“God, that feels… ah,” I cried as he lightly grazed the sensitive bud with his teeth. My fingers stroked through his hair, mussing up the Wolverine ducktail style as he worked my body with his teeth and tongue and lips.
“Lie back,” he urged, and I fell against the pillows.
Mason stood, pulling off his leather jacket and tank before unbuttoning his jeans. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and discarded that and his jeans.
I didn’t know where to look first. His chest was sculpted and hard from hours upon hours spent in the gym working out; or his thighs, strong and muscular; or the huge bulge in his tight black boxer briefs.
Jesus. Despite the gush I felt between my legs, there was no way that thing was going to fit.
As if he heard my thoughts, Mason smirked. “Don’t worry. You’ll take me.”
“So cocky.” I rolled my eyes, fighting a smile.
“Oh, I’m definitely cock-y.”
Soft laughter pealed out of me. God, I liked him like this. Playful and naked. Definitely naked.
Slowly, almost teasingly, he pushed his hands into the waistband of his briefs and shoved them down his hips.
“Oh my God,” I breathed, feasting my eyes on the most beautiful dick I’d ever seen.
Long and thick and hard with a slight curve in the tip.
“Touch yourself,” he ordered. “Make sure you’re ready for me.”
My fingers slid down my stomach, dipping between my thighs as I rolled my thumb over my clit, whimpering at how good it felt.
“Legs wider,” he said. “I want to see you. All of you.”
Mason liked control. It was in every word he gave me, every heated look. But I was all too happy to oblige, knowing that the reward would be worth it.
So freaking worth it.
“Fuck, you’re soaked,” he rasped, closing a fist around himself and pumping slowly. “Keep touching yourself. Get yourself right to the edge.”
Mason tore open the foil wrapper and sheathed himself before kneeling on the end of the bed. I reached for him, needing him close. Needing him to kiss me and touch me and help me get there.
“Jesus, blondie. Your skin is on fire.” He ran a hand from my navel to my throat, collaring me, and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, sighing as his body fell over mine. He felt so good.
Too good.
