Page 5 of Fun and Games
"Your lips are delicious," he murmured into my mouth. "I can't wait to taste you everywhere else."
I let out a soft, helpless sound.
He ground down against me, letting me feel the hardness pressing against the zipper of his jeans. I let out a small squeak at the wondrous friction against the most sensitive part of me.
Mason began undoing the line of buttons on my blouse. When he reached the last button, he hummed a pleased sound, finding that my bra had a clasp in the front. Easy access. He unsnapped it, freeing my breasts. He cupped me in both hands and brushed his thumbs over my now-stiff nipples.
He ducked down to take a nipple into his mouth. I cried out. He flicked with his tongue, playing with me and teasing out delicious sensations.
After he turned me into a squirming mess, he continued downward, trailing lips down my chest, along my stomach, and past my belly button. He reached the hem of my skirt and pushed the material to my waist, getting it out of the way.
I pressed my naked thighs together unconsciously, but he used both hands to part them to either side. I was still wearing my cotton panties, which were quickly becoming damp with my desire.
Mason kissed a line from my hipbone to my inner thigh. He nipped lightly, making me gasp, then latched onto the skin, sucking hard.
So this was where he'd planned on giving me a hickey.
But he didn't stop at one. He planted sucking kisses all along my inner thighs, giving both of them equal attention, and ignoring the one place where I really wanted him.
I tugged on his hair with a whine.
He let up and peered up from between my legs.
"Yes?" he drawled. "Did you want something?"
"I need—" I panted, not able to get the words out. "Please!"
He tugged down my panties and threw them to the floor. He dipped a finger between my lower lips.Then he darted down and took the sensitive nub at the apex of my thighs into his mouth.
I shrieked, the sensation a million times better than him playing with my nipples. He used his tongue and lips and teeth to drive me into a frenzy. My fists dug into the sheets, clenching the material tight as my head thrashed back and forth. I was close, so close.
He thrust two fingers inside me, and I came explosively, eyes squeezing shut as stars flooded my vision. He worked me through it, pumping in and out, until I was a shuddering mess.
I was still coming down from the high when he left me for a moment. I heard him kick off his jeans and rummage around in a bedside table.
He soon returned and settled himself between my legs. His length bumped against my thigh, and the rubbery texture told me he'd rolled on protection. I tilted my hips up, letting him nestle himself at my entrance.
He thrust into me with a powerful snap of his hips. My mouth dropped open and my eyes went wide as he spread me wide. He was big, so big, almost more than I could take. I trembled and panted as my insides struggled to accommodate him.
He stayed still, letting me get used to his size, then began a slow and steady rhythm. Exquisite jolts of pleasure shot through my body. He took one of my legs and put it over his shoulder to get a better angle. I curled my knee around his neck, pulling him closer. Thank god for yoga.
He continued pumping his hips, in and out, until I was close to tears with pleasure. Every time he thrust inside, the head dragged against a sensitive spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my system.
I felt his him twitch and jerk inside me, letting me know he was close. He brought a hand between my legs and rubbed his thumb in circles. That was enough to send me flying over the edge. I cried out loudly, and he joined me with low grunts. We shuddered, backs bowed and limbs trembling as we found our release together.
When our orgasms finally subsided, we gave our weak muscles a rest and collapsed back on the bed, panting heavily.
"Holy fuck," I groaned once I'd caught my breath.
"I don't know if I would have called the fuck we just hadholy," Mason said. "Sinful is more like it."
He propped himself up on his elbow and stared down at me where I still lay splayed on the mattress.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked. "You didn't strain anything?"
"I'm fine," I said. "Better than fine. I feel fantastic."
"You're welcome," he said smugly.
