921 Cupid's Chase: A Forbidden Romance

Then, he kisses the top of my head before whipping off his shirt to reveal solid pecs and a delineated six pack. Mason is all man, with his bronzed skin and carved chest. OMG, why did my mom give this up for an eighty year old decrepit geezer?

But this isn’t the time to think about Rosanne. Instead, the handsome alpha male’s lips hover over my ear.

“Are you ready for the real thing, baby?” he whispers. “To enjoy what only a man can give you?”

I gasp but then stare into his eyes.

“With you, yes,” I sigh, going loose and wet again. “I want it.”

With that, he unzips his pants and lets them drop, the belt buckle clacking against the hardwood floor as his enormous monster comes into view. OMG, it’s jutting against his thighs at a proud ninety degree angle, and so swollen and stiff that it’s as long as my forearm. It seems even bigger and thicker than I remember, and I jerk back a bit, my eyes wide.

“Don’t be scared, Charity,” Mason growls, walking to the living room before sitting on the couch, that monster pointed at his navel. “I’ll go so slow, I promise. Now come here.”

Wordlessly, I slip off the counter and tentatively approach him.

“But you’re so big,” I whisper. “What if you don’t fit?”

He merely helps me straddle him, my nude form lush as I part my thighs over that huge staff. It tickles my pussy lips and I moan a bit, already beginning to moisten again.

Meanwhile, Mason groans but then gets a hold of himself and stares into my eyes.

“Sweetheart, because of the taboo nature of our relationship, I need to make sure you really want it. Normally, I’d take a girl missionary or doggie for her first time because it’s easier that way. But honey, I need you to be in charge right now. I need you to lower yourself onto me so that I’m sure you want it.”

I gasp, staring into his eyes. His irises are dark with desire right now, a deep navy blue-black.

“Of course I want it,” I stammer. “But I’m not sure I can do this …?”

His blue eyes turn to midnight.

“You can do it. Just lower yourself, baby girl,” he rumbles, his hands still clasping my waist. “Go slow, give yourself time to stretch, and I promise, it’ll feel good.”

My head swims even as desire courses through my veins. It seems almost impossible because the firefighter’s so huge that surely, he won’t fit. But then one of Mason’s hands reaches forward to rub my clit a bit, and I let out another delighted moan as my head falls back.

“Oh!” I gasp. “Oh yes.”

“Yes, you can do it,” he rumbles, eyes bright. “You’re very wet so there’s plenty of lubrication. Come on baby,” he soothes. “Give it a try. Just relax, and let your hips do the work.”

I bite my tongue as the head of his shaft notches into my opening, and I begin to push down.

“Oh!” I cry out. “You’re so big!”

“I know,” he soothes, “but you’re doing great, honey. You’ve got almost my entire glans inside.”

I look down and he’s right. The gleaming purple helmet is in about an inch, and I squeeze my eyes shut once more.

“Oh god, how am I going to do this?”

But Mason remains steadfast.

“You can,” he encourages in a rumble. “Please baby girl. For me. I need to feel you, you’re so sweet and wet.”

His words do it, because now I know how much the big man desires me. How fire pulses through his veins as well. The firefighter’s biceps bulge and the expression on his face is strained as I begin to push down again. Slowly, I lower my hips, grunting slightly as that enormous shaft eases into my channel. I feel like I’m being split in two, and wince a bit because the stretch is so unrelenting.

“Shh, shh,” he whispers, reading my mind. “Don’t tense up, baby girl. You’re doing great.”

I concentrate on breathing through the pressure building in my pelvis. My small hands grip his broad shoulders, and I can feel the sweat on his over-heated skin. Slowly, I let my body relax once more, and then with a sigh, I let go and slide the last few inches until he’s buried to the hilt inside me. We’re face to face now, both of us stunned with pleasure, and I gaze dreamily into his eyes.

“Oh Mason,” I sigh. “I had no idea it could be like this,” I murmur while squeezing my inner muscles experimentally. Immediately, he jerks inside me.

“Careful,” he growls, “if you do that, I’ll—”

But I wiggle again, and this time, he reciprocates by thrusting up inside me. I cry out from the sudden penetration, even as the cry morphs into a moan.

“Oh you’re so deep!” I cry. “Oh fuck!”