Page 74 of Hot Ice, Tennessee

“You need to be fucked that badly, huh?”

“Yes. Yes I do.”

That was something I was starting to love about Mason—he knew what he wanted in bed, and he had virtually no shame in saying it. There would never be second-guessing with him. No doubt.

I reached around his hips, feeling for his cock in front of me, and finally connected with it. I closed my fist around his erection with one hand as my fingers pushed into his ass with the other, and a string of curses slipped out of his mouth.

“Jesse,” he muttered in a broken whisper that was hotter than hell.

“Yes?”

“You—you areso—”

His words broke off into another moan as I pushed hard into him again with my fingers, stroking his cock in tandem.

“Hate you,” he whispered.

“No you don’t.”

“I really, reallydon’t,” he said even louder, his cock throbbing in my fist. I took away my hand after I felt it, wantingto draw it out further, to edge him along. I pulled my fingers out of him a moment later, too, and when he turned to protest, I just gave him another quick swat on his ass.

I could still feel the liquor coursing through me, but the intoxicating feeling of being with Mason like this was a stronger drug.

I ripped open the condom wrapper and started to slide it on. I heard the guys downstairs chanting along to some song, and I was happy to hear that they were occupied far the fuck away from here. Once the condom was over my cock, I took a pause, gripping myself as I looked down at Mason.

An urge flared through me as he turned his neck to look back at me.

“Tell me you want me,” I said, my voice coming out a little raw and husky.

“Jesse,” he replied. “Sometimes I feel likewanting youis all I can fucking do anymore.”

I dipped low and leaned over, moving to catch his mouth in a kiss. I’d planned on it being a quick thing, but the moment my mouth was on his I was hungry again.

My tongue came out against his, the exact type of hot, wet contact I was craving so goddamn badly. I moaned into his mouth and he sucked in a breath, opening for me even further and kissing me deeply. I sucked on his lower lip, trailing my tongue along its ridge.

I could have stayed in that kiss for hours. All fucking night. But Mason’s ass was also shoved up against the side of my body and the insistence of my cock was too hard to ignore.

Before I broke off the kiss I put a hand up to his neck, just gently, with the amount of pressure I knew he loved.

I felt the vibration of his moan on my palm.

“I know you do this all the time, but I didn’t know how badly I needed it,” I whispered as I let my hand roam upward from his neck to his hair.

“There’s nobody like you,” he said. “This is on another…youare on another level.”

“You deserve it.”

“Nobody else knows how to touch me like that. And if they try, it doesn’t feel half as good.”

I hummed near his ear, trying not to let it get to my head. “I am going to fuck you so hard.”

His voice was low and desperate. “Promise?”

“This might hurt,” I told him as I leaned back, gripping my cock and lining the tip up with his hole. I could have stayed down there with him forever but I was also determined not to let this moment pass us by.

“Please,” he said.

I pushed into him gently, and even though I’d worked him open with my fingers, he was tighter than hell around my tip. I’d never been harder in my life, but no matter how rough Mason liked it, I wasn’t going to push into him fast enough to ever really hurt him. Mason shifted his angle beneath me, turning his body into the right position to take me deeper, and I watched him with a quiet awe.

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