Page 33 of I Need You Tonight
Once he was fully seated in me, he asked me one more time if I was okay, and then he began thrusting in and out…until another orgasm crashed over me.
“Oh God,” I cried out, a little louder than last time. Mason joined me a moment later in happy land, with a guttural grunt. He half collapsed on me, kissed me long and hard one final time, then pulled out of me.
He climbed off the bed and disposed of the condom. Then he returned and snuggled under the covers with me, pulling me against him so my back was pressed against his torso.
“So I was thinking,” Mason said a minute later, “that maybe I could stick around one more day and paint the walls. You’re busy with the flower shop, and who knows how long it will be before you can get around to doing it yourself.”
I shifted around to face him. “You really don’t have to do that, Mason. You were only expected to check on me, not help me renovate the house. Not that I don’t appreciate it.” I gave him a soft, brief kiss, my girlie parts already excited again to have more of him. “You have a life waiting for you back in L.A. A more exciting life compared to spending your days here removing wallpaper, painting walls, and fixing faulty doors.”
Although after what we just did, it wouldn’t be that big a sacrifice on my part to have him stay another day…or ten. I could get my fill of sex before returning to drought status again.
“I really don’t mind. It’s been fun. Plus then I can replace those lightbulbs.” He pointed to the ceiling light.
“Ithasbeen fun.” My fingers drifted up his inner thigh, toward one very happy part of him. “Okay. If you want to stick around one more day, I’m definitely not going to argue against that.”
And then I showed him just how much I wasn’t going to argue against him sticking around for another day—until he was left groaning out my name.
