Page 45 of Stolen Moments

“Did you forget who’s the boss?” He slows, driving into me with deep, hard strokes. “I know what you need.” Thrust. “Now be a good girl and take what I give you.” Thrust.

“Oh fuuu…” I moan as he sinks into me, giving me exactly what I need.

“That’s it. I can feel your muscles tightening. You’re so close. Give it to me, baby doll. Come all over my cock.”

Pushing up onto his knees, Mason moves both his hands to my hips and lifts me, pulling me onto his dick. He increases his pace, and the primal sound of our bodies connecting fills the air.

Unlike last time, this orgasm feels tighter and builds higher. His thumb finds my clit, and the pressure is exactly what I need to go flying over the edge. White sparks fire behind my eyelids as I come with his name on my lips, and my muscles contract in delicious waves around him.

“Fuck, yes. Just like that.” Mason pistons in and out of me, faster and harder.

My eyes snap open in time to watch him throw his head back in ecstasy. His hands dig hard into my ass, no doubt leaving bruises behind, as he comes with a shout. I’ve never seen him look sexier than right now as he comes inside me.

He pumps his hips a few more times, riding out his orgasm, before falling onto his elbows beside my head and slamminghis mouth to mine, kissing me hard. His tongue delves into my mouth, twining around mine in a sultry dance.

With him inside me, we make out, holding onto each other, completely wrecked by what has got to be the best sex ever. Pulling back, he slides out of me and rolls on his side, pulling me with him.

Despite just having him fill me, an emptiness settles in my stomach. I miss him inside me already. I push that thought away and kick off my heels, snuggling into his side. Breathing in his spicy scent, I rest my arm on his chest and my thigh across his hip. My knee nudges his cock, and I’m rewarded with it twitching.

“Keep that up, and I’ll be fucking you again real soon,” he grunts as I draw circles on his chest with my fingers.

I can’t help the smile that pulls at my lips. I kiss his chest and mumble, “Fine by me.”

Mason removes the condom and ties off the end before throwing it on the floor. “Is that right?” he drawls.

I look up, and our eyes lock. I swing my leg over and straddle him, gliding my pussy over his already hardening cock.

“Yep.” I bend down, hand on his chest, and kiss his jaw. My hair falls around us like a curtain, hiding us away from the rest of the world.

He crosses his arms under his head and flashes me a cocky grin. “Then, by all means, take what you want. I’m all yours.”

His words are taunting, but they also hold the truth. He is mine.

Without a word, I grab a condom, bring the foil pack to my mouth, and rip it open. I pull out the rubber and shift back on his thighs. He grows harder as I stroke his cock with my hand.

Licking my top lip, I moan at the sight of him, my greedy mouth watering and my pussy slickening. I admire his perfect dick as my grip tightens. Fighting the desire to put him in my mouth again and suck him off, I keep stroking him from root to tip.

“Well…” He’s watching me hungrily stare at his cock.

His jaw ticks, and I know he’s fighting the urge to take over. His restraint is commendable as I continue to stroke him.

“Who’s the boss now?” I ask.

He reaches up, trapping my bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger, pulling it down with a smug smirk that I don’t know whether to smack or kiss off his face. His fingers drift down my throat and through the valley of my breasts until his thumb settles on my clit.

“It’s still me, baby.”

“Is that so, Mr. Bossy?”

I gasp as he rotates his finger in circles over my sensitive bud, lighting my core on fire.

“Always, but you can ride my cock like you’re the boss right now.”

That’s exactly what I do until we both combust together in a burst of white-hot heat. And my body isn’t the only thing that falls over the edge with him.

So does my heart.

Chapter fifteen

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