Page 97 of Obeying Mr Kingsley

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Not because I feel sorry he could lose it, but because I understand why people would do dishonest things to have what Mason has.

I hate that he thought I was one of those people.

Does he still?

Surely, I wouldn’t be here if he did.

Well, I’m not going down that path.I know what this is.Sex.Pure carnal pleasure.

We both want this, and then after I’ll leave.

Mason lowers me onto the soft linens and follows.His mouth takes mine again, this time slower.

“Finally,” he purrs as he removes my clothes.

I watch as he stands, rips off his sweater and reveals a strong, ripped torso and all the tattoos I’ve seen peeks of.

Holy hell,he’s beautiful.

Undoing his jeans, he pulls them off, tosses them across the room along with his shoes and then drags down his briefs.

A large and beautiful cock springs free.The one that has been inside me before, but I’ve never laid eyes on.At least not properly.

Our eyes lock, and this feels so much more intimate than I expected.I shudder, feeling nervous, but push it away.

I want him.

I want all of this.

Reaching above my head, I spread my legs.

“Jesus,” Mason moans, gripping his cock.

“I’m on the pill,” I say even though that ship passed a while ago.He’s never asked, but I want him to know.

“I have condoms.”He opens a drawer and tosses about five onto the bed.

“Confident.”

“Prepared.”He grins, then he climbs between my legs and licks the length of my pussy.

Holy fuck.

My ass lifts off the bed as my sultry moans fill the room.I thread my fingers through his hair and tug as Mason works my clit and his tongue enters me.

Oh yeah, this man knows what he’s doing.

I haven’t had that many lovers.A long-term relationship I dated in high school ended when I was twenty, and the past few years, I’ve only been with a few men.

I bet that would surprise him.

I wonder how many women Mason has been with, given his friend owns a sex club, and tense.

“What’s wrong?”He glances up.

“Nothing,” I shake my head, surprised he is so in tune with my body.“Keep going.”

He picks me up, and I grip his deliciously thick biceps and moves me further up the bed.