Page 4 of Carnal

Jesus, I gotta fucking stop.

Mason stands from the table and rolls his eyes before tucking his phone into his back pocket. “I’m gonna look around town for ya. There’s gotta be some women your age looking for the same thing.”

“I’m good. You’ve got enough goin’ on with your new house and the job hunt.” I lower my weight back into the solid dining room chair as Mason shakes his head and steps out ontothe front porch for a smoke. I’m not sure when he picked that up either. All I know for sure is that I need to get a grip…fast.

I’m all Mason has. I can’t be having thoughts like this about his ex. I can’t be fantasizing about some young girl like a fucking pervert. I should never have let it get this far to begin with.

From this moment forward, no more thinking about Sasha. No more visions of her soft lips, her full hips, her long dark hair, or the way she bites her lower lip when she’s nervous. No more thinking about any of that. I’m officially moving on. It has to be this way.

Chapter Three

Sasha

His big, rough hands scuff over my skin like sandpaper. It sounds painful, but I love the reminder of how skilled Ryder is with his hands as he touches me. How strong, hardworking, and capable he is. How his hands tell a story of the life he’s lived.

My clit throbs just thinking about it.How did I get here? What am I doing?

I shudder beneath his touch as he gazes down at me with dark, hungry eyes.

God, I love this man. I love everything about him.The way he looks. The way he breathes. The way his body moves against mine. The way he thinks. The way he talks. The way he watches over me. The way his massive body makes me feel like a dainty little flower about to bloom.

My thighs ache and the need I’ve held onto for years comes full force, throbbing between my legs with a desperation I didn’t think was possible.

“Baby, I need you on your knees. Can you do that for me?”

My entire body shudders as I stare up at him. He’s called me baby for years, but never like this. Never with so much roughness in his voice.

My entire body shivers and my skin crawls with desperation to do anything and everything he asks. I’ll get on my knees, I’ll suck his cock, I’ll let him explode inside of me, and I’llgladly lick every last drop before opening my mouth to let him drip down all over.

I sink onto my knees, unzip his jeans, and tug his girth into my hands, stroking back and forth as I lick the tip over and over again. It’s here that my brain catches up with my desire and I realize I don’t have a clue what I’m doing.

Should I tell him? Should I let him know he’s the first man I’ve ever been with?

No, I’d look stupid. He’ll think I’m a child. I’ll freak him out.

I stroke his long, thick cock in my hand and lick the tip as he digs his fingers into my hair.

“Good girl, baby. Now go deeper.”

My clit throbs as I swallow him down and gag on his length and whimper against his thick cock.

Why do I love it? Why do I need more? I’ve never wanted a man’s dick in my mouth so badly. Hell, I’ve never wanted anything this badly.

The heat of Ryder’s palm moves down the side of my face, over my shoulder, and down my arm before wrapping my wrist and pulling me upward. His biceps flex as he moves, and though I haven’t said a word about my past or what I’ve done, I get the sense that he already knows.

His lips brush against mine and I’m on fire. This is where I belong. There’s no doubt in my mind. I’m meant to be with Ryder. Here, now, and forever.

He grips the back of my neck and pulls me against his lips tighter, kissing me with fervor and purpose.Like he’s waited all his life for this moment. Like he worships me. Like he’s always worshipped me.

My heart pounds heavy against my ribcage as I tip up onto my toes, kissing him deeper and deeper, losing myself in the moment.

It’s not until the phone rings that I’m torn from the bubble of warmth I’m lying in.

Why does it always have to be a dream?For once, why can’t I wake up against his chest, in his arms, feeling his breath on my skin?

My clit throbs as I reach for my cell and stare down at the screen.

Dear God. It’s Mason.

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