Page 31 of Mason

“All clear, Mason. You and Alexa are the only occupants tonight.”

My whole body tightened in anticipation. I knew Alexa was drunk, but as soon as the door was shut she jumped on me, her mouth slamming against my own. Alexa’s hands went straight to my pants and unzipped them. She slid into my boxers to grab my rock-hard member. She was drunk and I knew I should be a gentleman, but when she gave a gentle squeeze of my dick I knew tonight I wasn’t going to be.

Lifting her, I guided us to the entry cabinet table. Gathering up her dress, I slid my hands up her thighs and pulled down her underwear. My finger brushed over her pussy lips and I moaned as I felt how wet she was.

She wriggled closer to the edge and ran her hands up and down my chest. “I love you, Mason. Thanks for tonight. I know you didn’t want me to go out, but thanks for agreeing to let me. I had a ball.” She pulled my face down so we were nose to nose and then she tilted her head and pasted her mouth to mine.

I wanted to make her scream at least once before I drove my cock in deep and fucked her like I’d wanted to do from the moment I saw her in the little black dress. Reaching down, I undid my shoes and stepped out of them and yanked off my pants before I came back up naked.

Alexa looked me up and down and I zoned in on her lips as she licked them. “Mmm, your body is a masterpiece. I just wanna touch and lick all the time.” She leaned forward and with her legs pulled me back to her. “Kiss me.” She pouted. “Now.”

Knowing when to take orders, I obeyed and captured her lips to my own. Her hand ran up and down my back, building my already bursting need for her. Wanting to taste, I nibbled, and sucked my way down her body. “I’m going to taste my beautiful woman.” I moved Alexa so her butt was on the very edge of the table. I spread her legs and settled between them. Her thighs squeezed around my head. I flicked my tongue over her pussy, her moan as my tongue licked her clit had my passion skyrocketing and my body shaking with need. Her fingers gripped the edge of the table and I darted a look up to see her eyes wide and mouth open.

My strokes got longer, as I delved into her pussy, devouring her. The tension in my body built as I watched her. She was so gorgeous, with her blonde hair and the funky pink streaks haloing her face and her vibrant green eyes bright with lust. She ground herself against my mouth. She wanted to come. I could feel her thighs straining against me for release. I growled as her thighs tightened pushing me closer to her pussy.

“Mason. Oh, Mason. Do that again,” she said, her voice a breathless whisper. I growled again and she gasped out, “Yes. Yes. Again.” I sucked her clit into my mouth. Gripping her waist, I brought my fingers down, trailing over her stomach to settle on her clit and circle it. She arched into my touch as I sank my tongue inside her, over and over until she screamed her release. She let go of the table and gripped my hair. “Mason. Oh, yes, Mason. Mason.”

Alexa’s taste flooded me and I drank her up, licking and sucking every last drop. When her body relaxed, I slowly crawled up her body and cupped her face. “I love you.” I took her lips to my own before she could respond in kind and built up her passion again as I lined my cock up to her entrance and pushed home. “Fuck, you’re so wet and tight.”

I eased my mouth away from hers and stared into her intense bright green eyes, shining with devoted love. I held still for a while, just savoring being home. Slowly, ever so slowly, I slid out of her, watching her face as the look of wonder spread over it. In this moment, I hoped that she never stopped getting that look when we made love. My body hummed with the need for release. Running my hands over her body, I glided the straps of her dress down over her shoulders and her breasts popped out. Fuck, her tits were amazing, large perfect globes. Leaning down, I licked her areolas and then sucked on her nipples as I thrust in and out of her, over and over. Her cries of passion were music to my ears.

Kissing my way up from her breasts, I moved back so I could look at my stunning soulmate. “You’re so beautiful. It shines out of you.” I touched her chest just above her breasts.

Her eyes shined full of lust as she smiled up at me. “I love you so much, Mason, but if you don’t start moving faster and make me come, I’m going to go crazy.”

Chuckling at her dramatics, I smirked at her. “We can’t have you turning any crazier than you already are.”

She whacked at my chest. “Ha, ha, ha.” Her fake laugh cut off as I pulled out of her and pumped back in. Gazing into her eyes, I drove into her in an almost crazed state, lost in the sensation of her hot, wet cunt. I pounded into her with a power that I’d never felt any time I was with her. The heavy wooden cabinet moved with the force of my thrusts and her mewls drove me on.

“Mason. Fuck me, yes. Yes, yes.” Her core pulsed around me and squeezed my dick tight.

Now that she’d had her release, I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, roaring my own pleasure, stilling above her and staring at her blissed-out face.

“Mmm, that was so good,” she groaned. Her eyes closed and her head fell back and I laughed as it hit the cabinet. “I just wanna sleep now,” she grumbled. Alexa opened her eyes as her hands rubbed the back of her head. I slowly eased out of her and gathered her to me and cradled her in my arms as I carried her upstairs to our room.

THERE WAS A CLOCK TICKING and it was like a hammer on my head. “Move the clock,” I mumbled. I was laid on his chest, but Mason was raised up, probably on his iPad.

“Sorry, bear, it’s my fingers typing.” His voice was soft I could tell by the baritone, but it sounded like he was yelling.

Covering my ears, I buried my face against Mason and shivered at his deep voice, my stomach rolling. I let go of an ear and pulled the quilt up to cover my face. “Argh, stop yelling.”

His chest rumbled and for once his chuckle didn’t send tingles of desire through me. It made me cringe as my head throbbed. “Bear, sit up for a moment. I have paracetamol and I got the okay to give you a sleeping pill and some anti-nausea pills, too, and a bottle of water.” He peeled the quilt back and lifted me up.

I groaned and kept my eyes shut tight. “I don’t wanna.”

“Come on. It will make you feel better.” I felt the water bottle as he sat it in my hand. “It’s open. I have all the pills. Open your other hand and I’ll put them in.” I did as he asked. I felt the pills drop into my hand. I opened my mouth and put them in and then took a big drink. I lay back down and instantly regretted it. My stomach rolled and I jumped up and ran to the bathroom. My whole body arched, and right then I made a promise to myself that I’d never drink again.

Calloused fingers stroked my cheek and gathered my hair back. “Oh, Alexa, I’m here for you. Get it all out. Once your stomach is empty you’ll feel better.”

I moaned as that was all I was capable of doing for what felt like hours.

PUPPIES LICKING MY FACE WOKE me later. I had no idea what time it was or how long I’d slept. I didn’t even remember making it back to the bed. Mason had put me here, I knew it. He always looked after me.

“I thought you’d be ready for your babies.” The deep baritone of his voice had me shivering but this time when he talked the shiver was good, lust inducing. Sam jumped on the bed, herding the puppies away from me. Sam didn’t have his working vest on and when he didn’t and we were at home he became a big soft teddy bear. He lay down next to me and rested his head between my shoulder and neck.

Opening my eyes, I blinked a couple of times and gazed into sappy big brown ones. Sam’s fur was supper soft as I ran my fingers through it. He didn’t lick my face like the puppies did, but he did nuzzle me. “Hey, Sam. You looking after my babies? Teaching them to be good dogs?” He didn’t say anything, obviously because he’s a dog, but he did rub his muzzle against me.

“If you’re feeling better, I thought we’d get some take out and watch a movie or binge watch a show?”

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