Page 31 of I Need You Tonight
“Nope, only virgin skin on me.”
That got a raised eyebrow.
“No, I’m not a virgin, if that’s what you’re thinking. I’ve had sex before,” I babbled, my mouth now a runaway train, picking up speed. “Just not in a long time.”
Amusement glinted in his eyes. “And why’s that?”
“Do you not remember the part about my recent dating history?”
“What does that have to do with sex?”
“Well, most of the guys I’ve gone out with lately have been boring during the date. I just figured that didn’t bode well for them—or me—when it came to the bedroom.”
Mason barked a laugh. “I guess not. But it just means you’ve been dating the wrong guys.”
I shot him a look that said,You think?Or at least that was the expression I was aiming for.
That only made him laugh harder.
I glared at him. “Glad you find it so funny.”
The laughter died away, and he ran his thumb against my lower lip. The skin tingled at his touch. “So, what do you say we end your dry spell, if that’s what you still want?”
“That’s what I still want,” I whispered. “And I have condoms in my bedroom. They should still be good. And I’m on the pill.” Not that it had been necessary for the past many months.
His mouth returned to mine and he teased me once more with a brief kiss. “How about we take this to your room?”
“Okay.” I led him upstairs and switched on my bedroom light. Two of the three bulbs in the light fixture had burned out, resulting in the fixture casting nothing more than a soft glow.
Unsure what to do next, I just stood there. I’d never had a one-night stand before—which was what Mason technically was, even if we had spent the last few days together hanging out. The last time I’d had sex was with my boyfriend back in college—so, almost two years ago.
Mason’s arms encircled me from behind, and he pulled me against his hard body. “Relax,” he murmured against my ear. His deep, rich voice did all kinds of crazy things to my legs. Good thing he was holding on to me. This was further confirmed when he nibbled the shell of my ear. I moaned, positive I would be a melted mess before we even got to the main event.
“That’s better.” He turned me around and his mouth was back to devouring mine. I was doomed. After this, after the incredible way he kissed, no other guys could compare. Not even close.
His hands knotted in my hair. At some point he started walking me backward until the backs of my legs hit the mattress. I lost my balance, taking Mason down with me.
“Patience is a virtue, you know,” he said with a wink.
I laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.” I’d said it casually, without thinking much about it, so it took a second for me to realize how it might’ve sounded.Oh God. The last thing I wanted was for him to think that I was expecting a next time with him—even though I had made it clear I had no expectations after tonight.
Before I could clarify what I’d meant, he pushed my tank top up again and went back to teasing my nipples with his tongue. Clearly not wishing to miss out on the action, his fingers drifted down my stomach and disappeared under the waistband of my denim skirt. They continued south, over the top of my underwear, until he found what he was looking for.
My body jerked at his touch.
His head moved away from entertaining my breasts and he looked up at me. “Like that, huh?”
“Very much.”Wow, did my voice just sound bedroom sexy?
A wicked grin slid onto his face. “I wonder what else you like.”
He didn’t give me a chance to answer—not that I had an answer. He peeled the waistband of my skirt over my hips and down my legs. It ended up on the floor somewhere. My non-sexy white cotton underwear got the same fate, as did my tank top.
“I think I’m at a disadvantage here,” I said, fighting the urge to cover myself with my hands.
“How so?”
“I’m naked and you’re not.” I pushed myself to sit and reached for the waistband of his jeans, then yanked him closer. I slipped the button out of the hole and slid the zipper down, purposefully rubbing my hand against his hard length.
