Page 207 of The Single Dads Club
So I did. Grasping her hips, I rose to my feet and pulled her onto my length, plunging myself hard and deep until I was buried to the hilt. There was no denying what she’d said was true—she was close. Right on the edge. So tight, and so perfect. I could feel her walls fluttering all around me already. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath before I began my steady, rhythmic thrusts. Moving slower than I wanted to, but wanting her to feel every firm inch of me.
“You feel so good,” she moaned, and I stared down at her, knowing that I could never explain in words exactly how goodshefelt. It was like the end of a thousand days of winter to be inside her again. She set me on fire.
“Touch yourself for me, baby,” I commanded hoarsely, and as her hand dropped between her thighs, I watched her fingers toy with the space my tongue had been only moments ago.
“Yeah, that’s it,” I praised her. “Now tell me how good it feels.”
“It feels amazing. It feels like…” She shook her head, but I knew what she meant. There were no words. She let out a low moan.
Her walls tightened around me, and though I wanted to spend all night inside her, the call of her body was simply too strong. Watching her breasts bounce as I moved, her hand working her sensitive bud, I was hovering closer and closer to the edge. As my balls drew up, I knew there was no choice left.
Gripping her hips harder, I moved inside her with everything I had, thrusting in and out with quick, needy bursts. She gasped, gripping the sheet beneath her as she moaned my name.
“Mason, Mason, I’m going to come,” she said.
“Then come for me, baby,” I growled.
She wasted no time. Her walls squeezed me so tight I saw stars and I held her hips tighter, afraid that I would be swept away by the sheer power of her orgasm. But before I could focus on her for too long, I broke apart myself. Euphoria spread through my body, making me lose all sense of self.
My mouth dropped open and I pushed into her as I came with her, working her body for every last drop of pleasure before finally releasing her and collapsing onto the bed beside her.
Chapter Nineteen
Bren
“That big bag of candy is sounding awfully good right about now.”
Mason chuckled at me from the bed.
I pulled on my pants, then turned around to look at Mason, still lying against my pillow and staring at me with those penetrating blue eyes of his. I was still scared shitless, but with every touch and every minute we spent together, I was starting to wonder if maybe it really could be this good with someone. This easy…
“Hungry?” he asked, but in response his own stomach rumbled.
I laughed.
“I guess it is about time for it,” he said, glancing at the digital clock on my nightstand. He moved to sit on the edge of the bed and swung his feet to the floor.
“No, don’t get up.” I yanked my shirt over my head and then rushed toward him. “Stay naked and we can order a pizza and eat in bed.”
Something about leaving this space and the cocoon of my room made me feel angsty. Like it might break the spell or pop the little bubble of happiness I was living in.
“I can get naked again whenever you need me to,” he said. “But if you’re not staying naked while we wait for the delivery guy, then I’m not either.” The mattress springs creaked as he got up and grabbed his pants. As he shoved his legs into his jeans, he glanced down at the floor, and I followed his gaze to find that the ripped white envelope had fallen out of his pocket.
“Yeah,” I said, swallowing past the growing tension in the room. Damn. For that hour there, I’d nearly forgotten all about that little white piece of paper.
Liar.
“You’re right,” I said, suddenly feeling like I was in a prison cell instead of a cocoon. “It might be good to get some food outside the house. There’s a pizza place around the corner open if you don’t mind my wearing this.”
He shook his head. “Not at all.”
Inwardly, I let out a little sigh as he pulled his shirt back on, hiding his contoured abs from view.
“All right, I’ll grab my purse.” Finding it in its usual spot, I took my clutch and led the way from the apartment building down to the row of little shops around the corner.
“There’s a river not far from here. It’s beautiful in the spring. One of the only places in the city where you can still fish.”
“You fish?” He raised his eyebrows and I nodded.
