921 Cupid's Chase: A Forbidden Romance
Mason growls again, slowing a bit, but I don’t want tenderness. I want him to use my body however he wants, and tell him so.
“Give it to me Daddy,” I pant. “I can take it. Make me your toy.”
His eyes go dark as he begins easing me up and down his shaft, my breasts swaying from the momentum.
“Fuck honey, you look so good doing this,” he groans. “Oh shit, this is a dream come true.”
Suddenly, his lips find my nipple and hot jolts of pleasure surge from my tit straight to my pussy. I flip my hair back and groan again, my voice carrying through the house. Now, I’m sliding up and down his shaft of my own volition, but it’s still difficult because he’s so big that I keep getting stuck. Finally, Mason takes over. His big hands grip my waist as he looks into my eyes.
“Don’t move, sweetheart,” he pants. “I’ll do all the work if you just hold still and let me fuck up into you, okay?”
With that, I become a vessel for the alpha male’s pleasure. His grip holds me in place as that enormous shaft pushes up into me, again and again like a piston. It’s a relentless, thrumming drill but I love it so much. I scream and twist my nipples as he pounds away, and I can sense the edge of the cliff coming. Suddenly, it’s here and a shriek erupts from my throat as hot jolts of ecstasy seize my insides. I convulse in Mason’s arms as my pussy ripples violently, massaging his rod.
“Oh yes,” I mewl, almost crying now. “Oh yes, yes!”
Then Mason roars as well.
“Fuck!” he shouts, loud enough to shake the walls. “Oh SHIT!”
His cock jerks in me and suddenly, warm fluids fill my interior. What is that? But then realization hits because it’s the older man’s seed filling me, and I melt even more at the knowledge.
“Oh yes,” I pant. “Just like that! More!”
The firefighter spurts what feels like a gallon of fluid into my sweet swollenness, and I cry out at the rightness of this all. I was meant to be with this man, and my hands curl into those broad shoulders even as he catches my nipple in his mouth again to suck.
But finally, we both come down from our highs and break apart for a moment to stare at one another, heaving with exertion.
“My mom could come home at any time,” I whisper, unable to look away. Mason isn’t cowed though. He merely chuckles low in his chest and kisses me again.
“Yes, but that felt so good that I’m willing to risk it,” he growls, his blue eyes flaring once more. “Was it good for you too, honey?”
I think for a moment and then smile sweetly.
“Very much so, Mr. Firefighter,” I mewl. “I liked it a lot. I loved it, in fact”
“Good,” he rasps before capturing my mouth in another deep kiss. “Because I meant it when I said I want to do it again. But how about in your room this time, baby girl? With a real bed?”
I merely smile devilishly.
“Or we could do it in my mom’s bed if you want,” I tease in a lilting voice. “Because I don’t know, we’ve already been so bad together. What’s another one for the ages?”
With that, Mason’s eyes flare as he captures my lips once more and I sigh internally because this is the man for me. We’re on the same wavelength, with our thoughts in the gutter and our bodies wrapped around each other. Even more, the gorgeous firefighter’s taken my innocence now, and the truth is that I don’t regret giving it to him one bit.
6
Charity
It’s been a few days since Mason and I made love at my house. I’m feeling very insecure because he hasn’t reached out to me since, and I wonder if he’s waiting for me to contact him first? But I can’t! I’ve never been a brave girl, and I desperately want him to call me, but he hasn’t.
With tears in my eyes, I shake my head and try to focus on my math assignment. Every day, school drifts by in a blur. I take notes in class, I listen to the teacher, and I even participate in the discussions. But I don’t remember what I learned or what I did because the handsome firefighter is all I can think about. Plus, the secret is killing me because I can’t talk to my friends about what happened between me and Mason. It’s too scandalous because he’s my mom’s ex-boyfriend, and I just know tongues will start to wag.
Suddenly, my cell phone rings, startling me. I put down my book and glance at the caller ID. It’s… oh my god, it’s Mason! Like a little girl, I snatch up my cell and breathe into the speaker.