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“You want more, sugar?”he taunted.

“Yes.”I panted.He applied more pressure to his ministrations, and I moaned.Just as I was about to come his hands disappeared again.“Fuck!”

He chuckled behind me.“A little frustrated, are you?”

“Yes!You’re killing me.”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about your hot body and this gorgeous pussy all day.I plan on taking my time.”His face was so close to my thighs I could feel his breath float over my wet flesh.

“I have every confidence we can both come more than once tonight, just please fucking touch me already.”

“I believe you are correct.”His tongue pierced my pussy, and his fingers rubbed my clit.This time, as I approached my orgasm, he didn’t back away.Instead, he doubled down by sliding a finger into my ass.

My body convulsed everywhere.The pleasure pumped through me, and my legs could no longer hold me.Mason’s hands kept rubbing me in all the right places as I slid to the floor next to him, a panting mess.

“That’s a good girl.That feel better?”

I was too blissed out to respond.He picked me up and put me in the middle of his bed.I heard him reach for a condom.“Open up these legs, sugar.It’s not over until we’ve both come multiple times, remember?”

Still deep in my fog of euphoria when he slid his cock into me.My legs felt like they were made of cement, and I couldn’t get them to wrap around him the way I wanted to.

Sweat dripped off him as he rocked into me slowly, waiting for me to be ready.One of his hands teased a nipple and my eyes drifted closed.He felt perfect.

He knew exactly what I needed and when.My body started buzzing with another orgasm and he hitched one of my legs over his shoulder for a better angle, causing both of us to moan.“It’s time to give me another one.I need you to come all over my cock.”

All I could do was moan my assent.His hips pounded into mine as he drove deep inside me.I could feel myself losing control again as he growled, “fuck, you feel so good.”

I let the orgasm wash over me.I tried to watch as his rhythm became jerky, and he let himself go too, but I was lost in my own bliss.

Sleep was drifting over me as he slid out of the bed to go to the bathroom.My whole body was heavy and relaxed.I felt him lift me into his arms and carry me to my room, laying me down in my bed and tucking me in.“Sweet dreams, sugar,” he whispered as he shut my door behind him.

Chapter18

Candace

Sleeping with your boss is precarious.Especially when you live with him.It wasn’t awkward when he was around, but it wasn’tnotawkward either.

It’s hard to explain.If Wyatt was around, we were strictly business, though I’ll admit, when he came up from the gym, all sweaty in just his gym shorts, I wanted to do some very unprofessional and inappropriate things.

But fuck, this man looked good without a shirt.

It had been a long day with Wyatt.He desperately missed his mother and was prone to tantrums when I told him he couldn’t call her.I felt terrible and he couldn’t understand why he couldn’t see or talk to her.We tried calling other people, Eleanor, his grandmother, Sergio, Mish.While he would calm down during the conversations, as soon as they were over, he remembered he wanted his mother and broke down again.

It was exhausting for both of us.

By the time Mason got home shortly after dinner, I needed a minute to decompress.I went for a walk despite a biting December wind, and when I returned Wyatt had been bathed and put to bed.

“Tough day?”Mason asked, as I dropped my shoes and coat in the front closet.

“He’s little.He’s gonna have tough days.I’m just worn out.Probably gonna take a bath and go straight to bed.I’m beat.”

Mason nodded, and I made my way to my room.The hot water chased away the chill from my walk and relaxed my tense muscles from carrying Wyatt around as he cried.

I stayed in the tub until the water had turned cold.Taking my time, I applied lotion to my skin and put on my usual sleepwear of shorts and a tank top.I slid under my covers, grabbing my e-reader for a bit of smutty reading before I fell asleep.

I got up and went to the kitchen for some water about an hour later.The house was dark despite the somewhat early hour.I should’ve turned on a light, but I didn’t want to risk Wyatt’s door being open and waking him.

I tiptoed back toward my room, water in hand, when I heard a whispered, “Fuck me.”

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