Page 18 of Obsessed

“Y-You…” Rain stuttered, threading his fingers through Mason’s hair. Longer at the top, it held a slight curl and felt softer than it looked, contrasting with the scrape of Mason’s teeth as he continued south to Rain’s nipple, sucking and nibbling. “Aahh!”

Rain’s fingers tightened, and when he looked down his eyes met Mason’s. That stare took everything in, as if Rain was being studied, and it made the whole experience even hotter.

Using his hold, he pulled up gently and Mason obliged, frowning at the interruption.

“You should fuck me,” Rain husked, arching again and noting how Mason’s gaze raked over his body, the corner of his lips curving up.

Pulling the gauzy robe out from under him, Rain reached into a pocket, pulling out a condom and a packet of lube, and placing them in Mason’s hand.

“You’ll need thesebutI saved you some trouble and stretched myself already.” Turning, he jutted his bare ass in the air and spread his legs, knowing just how to pulse his glistening hole.

The bed shook with the next rumble, which melted into a growl as Mason tore his pajama bottoms off, and Rain watched over his shoulder, smiling like he’d hit the jackpot. He always knew Mason had an impressive cock; thick and angry to match his countenance, it was deeply flushed with a vein running up the front that Rain wanted to taste, so he did.

Turning, Rain wrapped his fingers around the shaft, buzzing with lust as he traced the bulging path with his tongue, Mason’s scent filling Rain’s nostrils and causing him to lose control. Sucking the leaky tip into his mouth, he quickly sank with a moan. The girth stretched his lips wonderfully and he snaked a hand down to his own cock, holding it at the base, trying not to come already, for Mason tasted as good as he smelled.

The head nudged the back of Rain’s throat and he pushed a bit, choking around it before pulling back. Why was he shaking? Why was this so intense? Sure, he’d had some great sex but his encounters didn’t usually feel like this, as if something big was bearing down on him.

A large hand rested on his head, not forcing, only fondling his hair. Trying again, Rain relaxed his throat and managed to take almost all of that length, loving how Mason gasped and froze.

“N-No,” he barked, pulling back.

Releasing his prize, Rain licked his lips, looking over that heaving chest and glittering gaze, loving that he’d rattled Mason, who sprang into motion, putting on the condom and coating his cock in a way that had Rain’s rim fluttering.

Fanning his hair around him, Rain rested back, pillow under his head, legs up, ready to be filled. That low rumbling growl grew as Mason leaned over him, one hand beside Rain’s head, the other guiding himself inside.

“I want it,” Rain whispered, wrapping his arms and legs around Mason, enjoying the coiled strength that hummed just beneath the surface as that delicious cock pushed in, stretching him until he tossed his head back with a pleased sigh.

Once he sank all the way in, his hips flush against Rain, Mason grunted and stilled. Smirking, Rain squeezed, causing Mason to jerk and brace himself with both hands, and even though he glared at Rain it didn’t have the same edge.

“Do you need a moment?” Rain teased, clenching again, but Mason didn’t react. He only continued to study Rain, his eyes still holding a myriad of things, and Rain found himself wanting to know it all, everything about him.

“No,” Mason replied simply, pulling out and snapping his pelvis forward without another word, starting a pattern of punishing thrusts that had Rain’s thoughts scattering like paper birds in the wind.

For an odd introvert, Mason was surprisingly good in bed because all Rain could do was hang on for dear life. His eyes stayed firmly rolled up and he was probably drooling on himself but he didn’t care; he’d become pure bliss, the pulse of his dick telling him he was constantly leaking. Rain didn’t know if it was Mason’s length, girth, or the way his cock curved, but it hit him soundly in the best place each time it sank deep, and if the pace didn’t slow down, then Rain would be coming hands-free.

“I-I’m-” How was this man fucking him speechless?

Another perfect thrust had Rain’s stomach coiling with heat and his limbs singing in harmony. Sinking his nails into Mason’s shoulders, he tightened his channel as much as he could, listening to Mason gasp and growl, and rode the wave, cresting up and over. Arching back, he came so hard that he shot all the way to his collarbone, and the staggering pace told him that Mason wasn’t far behind.

Pumping his hips a few more times, Mason froze and came with a gasp that had Rain softly smiling. Most men carried on, caterwauling and making a big pornish stink at the end, but Mason’s silent orgasm felt private, like it was a secret between them.

They stayed locked together for a moment, breathing heavily, and then Mason pulled out. Sitting back, he removed the condom.

“That…” Rain searched his mushy brain, exhaustion creeping in. The weekends always affected his sleep and he felt relatively safe here, so his nervous system decided that it was time to rest. “That was amazing…”

His eyes closed against his will. It wasn’t his fault; Mason’s huge bed was to blame, or maybe it was the five-star orgasm. Either way, Rain didn’t stand a chance and the room faded as he drifted off.

6

MASON

MasonglaredatRain.For someone so beautiful he wasnota photogenic sleeper. He drooled, his hair wrapped around his face, and he splayed his limbs everywhere. How could he sleep so deeply in a strange bed?

Tilting his head, Mason wondered if the sex had knocked Rain out. It had certainly lefthimreeling; in fact, his knees hadn’t stopped shaking until after his shower.

Too obsessed with capturing Rain’s beauty to pursue physical intimacy, Mason had been blindsided by the sheer mindless need that had overcome him the moment Rain had straddled his lap, and he wished he’d had a camera around his neck so he could’ve captured Rain’s abandon.

But it was never too late for photos.

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