Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78894 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Carefully slipping off the bed, I covered him up, turned off the side light, and tiptoed out of the room. Once downstairs, I found Mason in the kitchen cleaning up.
“Where is everyone?” I asked as I picked up an empty plate that once held cheese and handed it to him.
“They left. Addie and Sutton were exhausted. Harlee seemed a bit off, and Lynn wanted to get Reese to bed, so Braxton took them home.”
I nodded, took out a dish towel, and started to dry the dishes that Mason had already washed.
“I can help you clean up in the morning if you’re tired,” I said. “I’m sure Charlie will still get up early tomorrow morning.”
Mason chuckled. “I’m hoping he’ll sleep in a little.”
“Fingers crossed,” I said as I put a bowl away.
Mason had put on music, and “Always on My Mind” by Elvis came on. He let the dish he was holding slip into the water as he turned to face me. “Want to dance?”
My stomach fluttered, and I put the dish towel down and took his offered hand. “I would love to.”
One dance led to two, then a lesson in salsa dancing. Four songs and a few drinks later, we were in Mason’s bedroom. I was held aloft against the door in his arms, while he peppered hot kisses down my neck. When his hand moved to my breast and squeezed lightly, I let out a moan from deep in my throat.
“Christ, Palmer, I want you so fucking bad.”
I dropped my head back against the door as I felt a rush of wetness between my legs. The only thing I could manage to say was his name. “Mason!”
My head was screaming for us to slow down. We were moving too fast—after all, hadn’t we both agreed to go slow? And now here we were, in Mason’s bedroom, with his hand moving under my shirt. He yanked my bra down and started to play with my nipple, pulling another moan of pleasure from my throat.
“I need to touch you,” I gasped as I tugged his head forward. “Please, Mason.”
He let me slide down the door. The moment my feet touched the floor, my hands were at his pants while his were trying to pull my shirt over my head. Our movements were fast and jerky, and it felt as if we would expire at any moment if we weren’t skin to skin in the next thirty seconds.
Before I knew it, my pants were off, and Mason was sliding my panties down. My bra was the only thing I still had on—and even that was halfway off since he’d pulled it down.
“I need to taste you, Palmer. Now.”
On his knees, he lifted my leg and put it over his shoulder as he caressed me between my legs. I sucked in a breath and had to clamp my hand over my mouth to hold back my cry of pleasure. How in the hell long had it been since a man had touched me?
Clearly too long.
Then his mouth was there. His tongue swept up through the folds and flicked my sensitive bud, and I nearly lost the ability to stand. I reached for him, for the door, for anything I could hold on to. Mason Bryan was licking me like a goddamn ice cream cone, and my entire body was shaking.
“Oh God. Yes. Ma…Ma…Mason!” I cried out as he slipped his fingers inside me. “I can’t…I need to…I…oh my God!”
And then it happened. I came so hard I had to press my hand to my mouth yet again to hold back my screams. The last thing I wanted to do was wake up Charlie.
It was the most intense orgasm of my life. I wasn’t even aware of Mason carrying me over to his bed and dropping me down. He crawled on top of me, and when I was finally able to think, he smiled.
“There’s more where that came from.”
The only thing I could say was, “Good.”
My breathing was labored, but my body started to wind up again as I took in a naked Mason. My eyes went to his cock—and I blinked a few times.
“You’re huge!”
He bent down and kissed my neck, then moved to my nipple, where he abused it in the most amazing way. He looked up, letting my breast drop from his mouth. “Thank you,” he replied with a wicked grin.
“Don’t go thinking I’m some naïve young twit who wonders if it’ll fit or not.”
Mason laughed. “Not in a million years would I think of you like that.”
“Good,” I said as I wrapped my legs around him and drew him closer. “I need you inside me, Mason. Right now.”
“Protection?” he asked.
“On the pill.”
I thought his eyes were going to roll to the back of his head. “Fucking yes! I’m not going to last thirty seconds.”