Page 71 of Hot Ice, Tennessee

“So good. Do that again,” I said.

He scratched at me, going from my back and wrapping around to my hips, leaving red trails.

“Fuck, I’m not supposed to want you,” he murmured against my lips. But as I tilted my head back a little more and looked in his eyes, he seemed to rethink it and go in for a kiss all over again.

He smelled so good, like the fresh summer scent of the outdoors and the shampoo I was starting to get too familiar with. I felt the weight of him sink against me and I wanted him even closer. It felt like a pressure valve was finally releasing in me after something had been bottled up for way too long.

Mason wanted me.

Not on some secret, covert camping trip, where he hid me from the rest of the world like Elliot used to do. Not only onhisterms, but on mine, too.

I want you, too, Mason.

He was beautiful chaos.

A lonesome cowboy who still partied like an animal.

A gold-hearted softie who could still banter and roast me all night.

And a person who loved everyone around him so much that he forgot to love himself—the colorful, sexy, infuriating,irresistibleperson he was.

From the moment I met him it had felt like Mason was on an urge to undo all of my sanity, all with a sweet smile on his face. Now, it was working. I couldn’t help myself when I was around him, and now that he was here on top of me I was reduced to nothing but pure desire. I needed to show him how worthy he was.

“Needed this,” I said, my voice coming out as a whisper.

He looked good, lit by the dim light at my bedside table behind me. His rainstorm blue eyes looked more soulful than ever. I’d heard the phrasegetting lost in someone’s eyesbut I’d never actually felt it as much as when I was with Mason.

“Why am I still wearing clothes?” he finally asked.

I hummed. “Great question. Off.”

He obliged in a moment. I helped him unbutton each of the buttons on the front of his fancy shirt. Once it was loose I leaned in and kissed the soft skin at the center of his chest, and he shrugged off the shirt, tossing it away.

I breathed in his scent and hisheat. I had an animalistic urge to be rough with him but I also had just as strong of a desire to take care of him, to treat him like something precious, because he was.

He was insistent, though. He slid off of me and then undid his pants with no ceremony, too, shoving away all of the clothing he had on below his waist.

He was naked now, his cock out in front of him, hard and thick. He grabbed it at the root, his balls pressed up behind hisfist, and I was distracted for a moment by the memory of making him come.

Good God.

“I want to see you, too,” he murmured softly, giving his cock one last long stroke to the tip before he let it go.

He moved his hand between my legs, feeling for the bulge beneath my pants, laying strokes with his palm along my cock.

“You’re so good.” I barely knew how to form other words right now but I knew Mason responded very well to praise.

My mind flashed back to something he’d messaged me:I will absolutely fucking worship you, Jesse.

My cock throbbed at the memory, and at my view of Mason right now, between my legs, finally making it a reality.

Nobody had ever treated me quite like this.

He wasn’t rushed. He wasn’t guilty. He wasn’t looking at me like I was a means to an end, just to get his rocks off, impersonal and uncaring.

He wasright here with me. Every stroke and squeeze he laid onto my cock through my pants was enough to make me rut up against his hand, and I watched him like I was hypnotized, taking his time and slowly teasing me. When his fingers reached the top of my pants and he started to work the button and zipper open, I sprawled back onto the bed and he knelt between my spread legs. I nodded at him, encouraging him to continue and loving the look on his face as he did.

He pulled down my pants and boxer briefs in one smooth motion, briefly standing to yank them off and toss them aside. My cock bobbed free and as Mason saw it for the first time, he let out a groan that must have been audible all the way down the hall.

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