Page 17 of Snowbound Hearts
“What do you want, baby?”
“Please,” she pleads again.
“This?” I flick her clit again, “Or this?” I put one finger inside her warm and wet channel as her hips arch up to meet me. “Or I can do this?” I lick her clit as I enter two fingers inside her.
“AHH!” she calls out. “Mason, please.”
I keep licking her clit as I pump two and then three fingers in and out of her. Then, I bite her clit and she explodes all over my face. I urgently lap up her juices and she tastes amazing.
“MASON!” She calls out and it’s the most beautiful sound.
As she comes down from her high, I kiss her neck and under her earlobe like I remember she loves. “You’re so beautiful, Sydney.”
She pulls me down to kiss her as her legs wrap around my ass. “I need you inside of me, Mason. Now.”
I look her in the eyes, “Let me grab a condom.” I start to pull up, but her legs aren’t giving way.
“I’m clean. Are you?”
I nod, “Yeah. Are you sure? The last time I did this without one was with you.”
She gives me a small smile, “Me, too.”
That’s all I needed to hear. She’s mine. Always has been. I kiss her, wrapping my tongue around hers as I place my cock at her entrance and slowly push inside.
“Fuck me, you feel so fucking good, Sydney,” I grit out through my teeth.
As I hit her clit with my pubic bone, her arms wrap around me. “Shit, Mason. I need you to move.”
“I remember how you like it, baby. Just give me a moment or I won’t last.” I rest my forehead against hers and then kiss her nose. “God, I’ve missed you.” Then I pull back and slam into her over and over again as she groans. Her hips arch up to meet mine thrust for thrust and I can feel her walls start to contract.
“MASON!”
“Let go, Sydney. I’ve got you.” I pump inside her once, twice, and on the third time, we both explode at the same time.
“ARGH!!!” Her fingernails scratch down my back as her feet lock across my ass, holding me to her.
I pump everything I have into her, including my soul. How could I ever have walked away from this… from her?
Chapter 11
Sydney
Idon’t know what time it is, but I do know it’s early. When I open my eyes, I can see the fire barely lit, but the room is warm. That must mean the power is back on. I suppose the light on in the bathroom tells me that, too.
But I’m warm for another reason, too. The arms that are wrapped around me and the hard chest against my back. I slept with Mason last night.
Now what are you going to do, girl?
I plan to lie here for a few more moments, enjoying his embrace, his touch, and remembering all that we did and said last night. Including the mountain lion. How did I walk away from this? From him?
But then it occurs to me. It’s Christmas Eve and more importantly, Sarah and Kris’ wedding day. I can’t just lie around all day in bed with Mason… even if it is what I really want to do.
Very carefully, I wiggle out from under his arm and climb out of bed. Once I’ve located all my clothes and get dressed, I look down and watch him sleep peacefully. Was last night a one-time thing or have we rekindled something? Do I even want to let him near my heart again?
Who am I kidding? He’s had my heart since high school. I just don’t know if I can trust that he won’t walk away from me again.
I shake my head; I’ve got bigger things to worry about today. As quietly as I can, I slip out of his room and work my way through the lodge to my room. Time to get my game face on. There’s a couple here that want to start the rest of their lives today and I’m the one that’s going to make that happen.
