Page 55 of Penalty Box
I guided him back onto the bed and straddled his thighs. The heat between us was unbearable now, electric. He reached up and snapped the clasp on my bra with little effort. As it dropped, so did his gaze.
“Jesus.” His tongue came out to wet his lips, and he palmed my breasts without a second thought. His thumbs brushed over my stiff nipples, and the sensation rocketed through me like fireworks. I gasped, hips pressing forward of their own accord.
That did something to him. Even though I was still wearing my underwear, his gaze darkened and he lowered a hand to grasp my thigh. I rocked against him, the delicious friction making us both groan out loud.
“You’re going to kill me,” he muttered.
I kissed him like I’d missed him for years instead of minutes. “Not until I fuck you first. And if you’re any good, I might just keep you alive.”
He bit his lower lip, bracing himself as I slid my pussy back and forth along the length of his hardness. The steady drag of that flimsy fabric barrier against his hot, pulsing cock wasmaddening. Every nerve in my body sang with the flames he conjured up, threatening to steal the very breath from my lungs.
Mason hissed through clenched teeth. “You’re evil.”
I gave a low laugh, and rolled my hips again, adding more pressure. “But in a good way.”
The friction shot white hot arousal through me, causing a fresh pool of dampness to ruin my underwear all over again. My clit was hard, throbbing. Ready for him to do with me as he pleased.
He sat up so fast I gasped, and suddenly his mouth was on me, hot and open over my breast. I held him in place as he sucked my nipple between his lips, the wet warmth sending a tendril of sparks to light up in my core. He released me, only to circle and tease me until I was a squirming mess on top of him.
“Oh my God.” My voice broke, words tumbling out over tingling lips.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
But he didn’t let up, teasing me with his mouth and tongue, occasionally nipping lightly with his teeth. Every flick, every tug sent another burst of heat spiraling through me. I arched into him, grinding harder now, shameless and desperate, needing more.
My hands fisted in his hair, and right when I was about to give the command for him to fuck me already, Mason lifted his head.
“Enough,” he growled, voice thick and dangerous.
His hand dropped, fingers hooking into the side of my underwear. With one purposeful tug, he pulled them aside. I barely had time to breathe before his fingertips gripped my hip, lifting me just enough so he could guide his tip to my pussy. Hepressed where I needed it most, where I was aching for it. Hot and hard and deliciously close.
He locked eyes with me, thumb gliding over my swollen clit again and again. My thighs trembled with it.
“Think you’re wet enough for me?”
I answered by sinking down onto him like I’d been waiting my whole life. I took him in all the way, inch by tantalizing inch, until there was no more left. The stretch was deep and so intense it cleared my head of any thought. My lips parted, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
Then again, neither could he.
“Cass— fuck.” He fell back into the pillows, every muscle in his arms flexing where he gripped my hips. “You feel so fucking good.”
I couldn’t speak. All I could do was move… Slowly at first, adjusting to his size and testing the rhythm. I let my body find its way as I rode the wave of sensation that swelled and pulsed with each roll of my hips.
He matched my movements, eyes never leaving mine. “Look at you. Taking what you want.”
I kissed him again, teeth clashing as I opened wide, drinking in every last drop. It was urgent, hungry, filthy almost, as I lost myself in his warmth. Every part of him wasso fucking hot.Our bodies moved together at a feverish pace. Inevitable. As though we were always heading here, to this moment.
As if fighting it would’ve been the real mistake.
I agreed wholeheartedly, and so did my body, pussy clenching tightly around his cock as it slid in and out of me. The breathy moans and the soft slap of skin rose around us, thick with need. His name spilled from my lips in a gasp as I tilted my hips justright, and that did him in. His grip tightened, pace stuttered, and the words fell from him in a helpless rush.
“I can’t— I’m not gonna—”
“Come with me,” I panted against his lips. I wanted us to fall apart together. There was no need for either of us to hold back. Not anymore.
“Now, Mason.Now.”
His hand found its way between us again, fingers slipping down to circle my clit. The moment shattered like glass and I came undone, crying out his name as the spasm of my climax took over. My walls pulsed around him, bringing him over the edge right along with me. His whole body locked up under the force of it, and he groaned into my neck, riding it out until he was totally and utterly spent.
