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Yes, sir.I do exactly as I’m told, swiftly flipping over.
His large hands cover my ass, kneading, rolling, igniting every nerve ending in the vicinity. “Fucking sexy,” I hear him hiss.
He spreads my ass cheeks apart, completely exposing my shamelessly drenched folds. I feel his breath flutter over my center. His lips trace a line so close—so close—to my aching center…but not quite there.
“You know you’ve been driving me crazy. Don’t you, Karli?”
His tongue comes out to retrace that same line, deliberately missing the sensitive spot where I so desperately want his touch. My back arches. My knees tremble. My pussy aches.
Want him there. Need him right there.
Eat my pussy, you wicked bastard!!
Internally I may be begging, but on the outside, I stubbornly hold onto my pride. I chuckle huskily. “So you’re gonna play the victim? You’ve been doing everything in your power to get me worked up.”
When Mason withdraws abruptly, I whimper. The mattress dips and then his body is right there on mine. His thighs are braced around mine, his abs are pressed to my back and his fingers are knotted in my hair. I feel his lips skimming that tender spot behind my ear. “Now, here we are.”
Over my shoulder, our eyes connect. I feel a magnetic pull like nothing I’ve ever experienced. “Now, here we are…”
Mason yanks my head back, covering my mouth with his own. The kiss consumes me, tying what’s left of my mind into one mess of a knot.
Then his lips are traveling down my neck, over my shoulder, down the length of my spine, the soft pad of his tongue occasionally coming out to sweep across my tingling skin. All the while, his possessive hands smooth over my curves, squeezing and stroking. Teasing me so good.
“Oh, god…” I bury my face in his sheets and the scent of him fills my head. The anticipation is going to kill me. The need for attention in that very hungry spot between my legs is driving me mad.
When his wandering lips reach the base of my spine, his palm comes down on my ass. Hard enough to make it sting. “Open.”
On that one-word command, I immediately widen my knees, parting my thighs and giving him the access he wants.
And, oh, does he reward me. The man buries his face at my core, covering my most sensitive region with soft nips of his teeth, open-mouth kisses and generous strokes of his tongue.
The stronghold of his fingers gripping my thighs wide open gives me a rush. The way his stubble grazes my skin is downright satisfying.
“Fuck—you taste good,” he says in a devilish rumble that makes my tummy clench. His tongue dips in and out of my pussy. His fingers rub my clit. His other hand squeezes and pulls and caresses my ass. He holds nothing back.
“Mason, please. Oh.” Reaching back, my hand finds his head. My fingers sink into his thick hair, holding him in place.
But the man clearly has no intention of going anywhere. At least not until he thoroughly gets the job done. And boy, is he thorough.
My eyes fly open in shock when his tongue circles my rear hole. My brain is struggling to process what’s happening when he probes at the same hole again.
“I was right…” he mutters.
I struggle to speak, struggle to breathe. “Right about what?”
“When you walked into that bar that night, I took one fucking look at you and I knew your ass would taste sweet like pie. Every goddamned inch of you is sweet.”
I’m in absolute shock.
My muddled brain can’t think of one coherent thing to say. So I bury my face into the bedding and jerk my ass back on his mouth over and over again.
His fingers abandon my clit, sliding into my opening. Stroking and probing until he finds that magic spot that makes my muscles clamp down real tight.
My thighs start to shake. I can’t even control it. I hear Mason’s wicked chuckle before he dives in for more. Swirling. Lapping. Exploring with his skilled tongue.
“Oh my…Oh, fuck.” I’m panting, frantic as a towering sensation begins to build.
I drop my head and the mattress absorbs my muffled sounds as I beg for more. I beg for everything. I want all he has to give me.
