The Price of Mason (Forbidden Men 10)

Fuck, I couldn’t even talk for a good five seconds. Then I shook my head, dazed and panting. “N…nothing. That was…that was…perfect.”

She blinked before tipping her head to the side and studying my expression with a suspicious curiosity. “Haven’t you ever been licked there before?”

“No,” I rasped.

When I tried to explain to her that clients never cared about my pleasure during our transactions, a thoughtful expression crossed her face.

The next thing I knew, my entire dick was in her mouth, and she was sucking.

Fuck me sideways, but Reese knew how to suck like a pro.

My back bowed off the bed once more, and she took me even deeper. I think my eyes went crossed when her tongue flicked over the tip.

“Reese! Oh my God. Oh…shit.”

This was too good. Her lips felt too amazing wrapped around me. Her tongue—God, her tongue—drove me insane with the way it moved. I was going to come. Any second now, I was going to come right in her mouth.

But, no!

I sat up, wanting all of it. “I can’t wait any longer. I need…I need to touch you. Now.”

Tugging her off my dick, I flipped her onto her back, and crawled over her like a man possessed. Then my mouth was on her, consuming.

I took everything, greedily gobbling up what I wanted.

There would be no what’s your fantasy questions from me, because I was living my fantasy. This was my first time. I’d never been with someone of my choice before. So suddenly, it was all about me.

Me and Reese.

As my mouth clung to hers, I skimmed my palms up her thighs and under her shirt before finding her panties and peeling them off. A part of me wanted to linger and savor every moment, but the majority of me just needed to feast savagely.

After I removed her shirt, I stared down at my prize, overwhelmed with gratitude. She really was perfect everywhere. And she was all mine.

“Be right back,” I panted before scurrying off the bed and finding my pants on the floor, only to scour the pockets for my wallet and tear a condom free.

From the bed, Reese watched me roll it on, her gaze intrigued by the action. When I returned to her, I remained standing as I rested my knees against the edge of the mattress and reached for her legs, dragging her close and placing them around me, just as I’d always imagined them. She hooked her feet together at the base of my spine, holding on as I skimmed my hands up the outsides of her thighs until I cupped her ass and lifted her to align our bodies.

Her nipples tightened under my gaze, and when she arched her back to display them more sensuously, I smiled my approval.

Testing her, I dipped a finger in, and shit, she was warm and wet and definitely ready. We both moaned out a strangled sigh when I stroked my digit deeper. Assessing how much she could take, I added another and eased back in. When I pushed in three, her breathing picked up and she rolled her hips hypnotically, eagerly rising up to meet each thrust. I leaned down and sucked one of those tempting nipples into my mouth.

“God, oh, God, oh, God,” she chanted, clutching my hair.

Unable to hold back a second longer, I pulled my fingers free and I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock, setting it in place. My vision blurred and I gulped unsteadily, realizing how big and powerful of a moment this was, just as I pressed forward.

She drew in a sharp breath, and her eyes went wide as she met my gaze and clutched the sheets under her.

I eased deeper, finally taking my time so I could remember every single moment of this, every inch as she took me in, every gasp as her muscles squeezed tighter. My cock pulsed, growing larger as her body molded around it.

And suddenly, her eyes filled with panic.

Just like that, I paused. “Reese? Are you sure?”

The question seemed to reassure her, because her expression relaxed and she smiled gratefully, nodding big. “Yes. Yes. Please.”

That’s all I needed to hear. I pressed my forehead to hers and slammed the rest of the way home.

And, yes, home was the perfect word for it. I’d just come home.