Page 56 of One Night

And all the while, I ran my hands over him, smooth skin and wiry hair tickling my palms.

Mason was perfection. A divine treat for me to feast upon. And feast, I did.

“This was supposed to be about you,” he gasped out as I slid a spit-slickened finger deep into his ass while licking up his taint.

“Loving on youisall about me—can’t you tell how much pleasuring you gets me off?” I ground my hips, smearing pre-cum over his leg my dick pressed against. “Looking at you…touching you, turns me on, baby.” I kissed the tip of his hard length, sliding my tongue over his slit in search of his bitter flavor.

Grasping the base of his dick, I stroked upward while rubbing his prostate.

“Ah, fuck.” Mason’s back arched—and I got the bead of moisture I’d hoped for.

I lapped and suckled around his glans, swallowing the taste of him down.

“Jasper—I need you. Please.”

Sliding my finger from his ass, I lowered my head. A slow lick up through his crack, all the way to the tip of his shaft sent a jolt through his body. “Want my dick, baby?”

“Yes.”

“Are you going to take it all like a good boy?”

“Fuckyes.”

The desperation in his voice brought a grin to my face, and with one last kiss to his belly, I scooted for his bedside table for supplies.

Face flushed and pupils blown, Mason watched my every move. The hunger rolled from him in undulating waves, attempting to pull me over. But a storm raged inside me too, swells of desire crashing against his in the space between us.

Panted breaths filled the air as I gave him two lubed fingers. His moan swirled eddies of lust low in my groin. A third finger bowed his back off the bed, and he hissed at me, writhing and grasping at his sheets.

“Your body is so hungry for me. Hot.” I reached in deep, the base of my three fingers stretching him wide. “Silky smooth.”

“Ung…” He swallowed hard. “Need you, Jasper.”

My name had never sounded so sweet, so perfect on a man’s lips as it did on Mason’s. That falling shit didn’t touch the surface of how I felt.

Fuck my fantasies from childhood. I hoped to have Mason beside me for the rest of my life. Through the good and ugly. Fighting together, we would make ours the love of a lifetime.

Sliding my fingers from his heat, I sat back on my haunches and reached for the condom. I couldn’t wait anymore. Needed to sink into him—beonewith him.

“Can…can we go without?” Mason peered at me, his eyes hopeful.

Like him, I was on PrEP and had always used condoms. We’d discussed being negative but hadn’t made a decision on continued rubber usage.

“You want me bare?” I asked, double-checking.

“I need to feel your cum leaking out of me.”

Fuck.

My dick bucked in agreement. I tossed the foil packet aside and slid up over his body, widening my knees to catch hold of his thighs and lift them toward his chest. My length pressed against his taint, and I rubbed, smearing lube all over his groin.

Such exquisite friction…so damn slick and hot. “How about I unload right now and coat your dick and balls with my seed?”

Mason shuddered and gulped.

Smirking, I kissed his parted lips. “Definitely saving that one for another time.” I reached between us and grabbed the base of my cock, teasing the head over his puckered hole. “You’re going to take this dick.”

“Yes.”

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