Page 36 of The Night We Met

“Do it,” he commands me as he continues the suction of his tongue and pinches my nipple with his other hand. He adds the right amount of pressure and I fly.

An explosionof color bursts behind my eyelids as I come.

But he doesn’t let up.

“Let’s go for number two,” he says as he slides down my body and off the bed pulling me with him so I’m hanging off. Kisses are peppered down my body and to my lower stomach as he places my legs over his shoulder. With his eyes locked on my own, he swipes his tongue from entrance to clit, before latching on my clit.

“You’re so good at this,” I moan out.

He looks back up at me and holding my stare he pushes a finger into my entrance. I clench around his finger as his tongue continues lapping at my clit. Mason adds another finger and makes the slow come-hither motion that has me moaning out his name.

His fingers continue stroking my walls as he sucks on my clit. “Relax for me baby,” Mason instructs as he adds a third finger. The fullness is indescribable.

His fingers start pumping in and out of me. Stroking me as if it were his dick instead of his fingers. The obscene sounds my pussy makes as he pumps his fingers in me, has a rush of wetness coming. He holds eye contact as he curls his fingers inside me all while sucking on my clit. The moment has me coming against his face.

Mason extends my orgasm as he continues pumping his fingers and sucking on my clit. “Yes baby. Make a mess all over my face.” His mouth and tongue make my orgasm last longer than ever. The sensation is never ending as Mason continues to draw my orgasm out.

He slows down his movements and places kisses on my inner thighs. Trailing them up my body. He rests his forehead on my stomach before pulling away from my body.Confidence oozes from him as he opens his nightstand drawer to grab a condom.

When we had the talk all those months ago, we still decided that condoms were staying in our relationship. Neither of us are ready for the step that’s bigger than either of us. Do I see that in our far future? Yes.

My heart feels as if it’s about to burst out of my chest. We’ve played with and teased each other. Learned each other’s bodies. Learned what’s made us lose control. I thought Liam was big, but he has nothing on Mason. It’s no wonder he prepped me. He’s massive.

When he turns around, he holds eye contact as he rolls the condom on. The intimacy with that look speaks volumes. Mason climbs back on the bed and kisses me while settling between my thighs. He breaks the kiss and looks to me for one last confirmation. I tilt my hips up to meet him and that’s all the answer he needs. He lines himself up at my entrance and slowly pushes in, inch by inch.

“Oh god!” I moan out.

“Just me,” Mason claims as he gives me time to adjust to his size. His hips flex as he continues to enter me. “You’re so tight, baby.”

“And you’re so big,” his responding smirk has me chuckling. The small movement is intense so I stop instantly.

“Can I move?” He asks once he’s filled me completely. His breaths are coming in quick spurts.

“Yes. Please.”

Mason pulls out slowly and pushes back in. My arousal coating him as he sets a rhythm and after a while I feel it building. Lifting my hips to meet his thrusts makes him feel deeper.

“Harder Mason.”

And he does, because I know he wants to too. He hooksmy leg over his shoulder causing him to slide deeper as his thrusts continue their punishing rhythm. My breathing has sped up and a light sheen of sweat has formed on both of us. I drag my nails down his back urging him on. I’m so wound up and I know Mason can tell.

Letting my leg go, he pulls himself up to his knees, lifts my hips off the bed and pounds into me. My body feels weightless in his hands as I feel another orgasm on the horizon.

“Your pussy hugs my cock so well,” Mason grinds out.

I clench around him. The angle hitting the right spot that takes my breath away.

He brings his hand between us and rubs my clit. And that’s all it takes for me to scream out his name.

“That’s it, love. Come for me,” he encourages.

My orgasm takes my breath away. Mason comes as I clench around him and then I feel him widening inside of me.

His thrusts become erratic and more punishing. Drawing our climaxes out for as long as possible. When he’s spent, he collapses on top of me. I rake my nails up and down his back to slow his breathing down.

“I love you,” he says when he pops his head out of the crook of my neck.

“I love you too,” I tell him and smack a kiss on his lips.

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