Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29738 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29738 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 99(@300wpm)
“On the bed,” he growls deeply. “I’m going to get some water; I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t be long,” I purr as I slide onto his bed and raise my ass up in the air. I sway my hips, and Mason groans.
“I’ll be back in seven seconds.”
I giggle as he lunges out of the room in just a pair of tented boxers. While he’s gone, I sit on the edge of the bed and look around his room. It’s been brought up to speed with him being a young man now—as in, it doesn’t look like I’m sure it looked when he was in high school. But it’s still funny to look around and think of him in this room when he was so young—young and thinking of me.
I blush and start to snoop a little. I turn to the side table next to the bed and pull open the drawer. I smirk at the two-years-expired condoms and roll my eyes at the crumbling cigar still in the wrapper that looks like it’s been there for years. But towards the back, I find something that makes my brows arch.
A bottle of lube—specifically, anal lube.
I’m still holding it when I hear his footsteps. I close the drawer, flip over onto my hands and knees, and before I can second guess myself, I know what I want.
“Fuck,” he growls as he steps back into the room. “A guy could get pretty fucking used to walking in to this sight.”
I giggle and look back at him with a sultry look, waving my ass at him.
“Mason?”
“Yeah,” he grunts. He drops his boxers, and I suck in a breath of air as my eyes slide over his thick cock. What I’m thinking… well, I’ve never done before. And Mason is huge. But the wild desire is there, throbbing inside of me and making my whole body tingle. I slide a hand under his pillow, and I wrap my fingers around the little bottle from his drawer.
“What else did you fantasize about,” I purr. “I mean concerning me.”
His jaw tightens, and his eyes flash. “Lots of things,” he growls.
“Tell me,” I whisper.
“I thought about fucking you every possible way I could,” he groans. “On my bed, against the wall, in the shower—the hood of my fucking Jeep. Shit, Layla, there was no place I didn’t imagine having you.”
I blush, and the thrill courses through me. “Yeah, but…” I blush deeper. “Where.”
He frowns. “Where did I want to fuck you?”
I swallow, and I arch a brow at him. “I mean where did you want to fuck me,” I purr out seductively. “Mason.”
I slide my hand out from under the pillow, and his eyes blaze when they see what I’m holding.
“Fuck, Layla,” he groans. I watch his already hard cock just fucking pulse between his legs, swelling somehow even bigger.
“Don’t tease me,” he groans.
“Why Mason Dunn,” I say with a sultry, shocked voice. “Did you fantasize about putting that big cock in my tight little ass?”
“Fuck yes,” he hisses. His eyes are stormy as he stalks towards the bed.
“Full discloser,” I breathe. “I’ve never actually done this.”
He groans and moves onto the bed behind me. He slides over me, and I moan as his lips crush to mine.
“Let me show you,” he growls. He kisses me again, and then he starts to pepper kisses down my neck, and onto my shoulder. I moan softly and sink back to the bed as Mason starts to kiss down my spine, one little bump at a time. His hands slide over me, soothing my skin and turning me on like nothing else, and when he gets to my ass, he starts to kiss each cheek.
I murmur, closing my eyes and shivering with heat as he moves lower. His big hands grip me and spread me lewdly open, and a thrill shudders through me. I feel his breath on the backs of my thighs, and when his tongue drags over my pussy, I gasp in pleasure. He groans and pushes his tongue deep, fucking me slowly with it as I writhe for him. He sucks my clit between his lips and swirls his tongue over it until I’m moaning desperately and aching for anything he wants to give me.
He teases his way higher, and when his tongue swirls over my asshole, I gasp sharply. It’s different, but my God does it feel good when he does that. He dances the tip of his tongue around and around my tight little hole, until I’m moaning deeply. His thumb finds my clit, and he rubs it as he tongues my ass.
“I want it,” I gasp. I push the bottle of lube back towards him, and I hear him groan. “I want to feel it,” I whimper. “Just—”
“I’m not gonna hurt you, beautiful,” he growls. I hear the pop of the bottle top, but then I moan as his tongue goes back to my ass. He groans into me, and I glance back and whimper when I see him stroking his thick cock, making it slick and glistening with the lubricant. He pulls away from me with a final lick, and then I gasp when I feel him start to drizzle the liquid over my ass. I moan, feeling it slide down between my cheeks, over my ass and then dripping down the lips of my pussy.