Mason’s eyes narrowed even as his cheeks flushed from the compliment. “Just how many have you seen?”
“Including you? Two.” Ignoring the suspicious question in his gaze, I returned my attention to his penis. Crouching hesitantly close, I cooed, “Hey there, big fellow. You don’t bite, do you?”
Mason laughed and groaned at the same time. “Damn it, Reese. Your sense of humor is going to drive me crazy before this day is over.”
“What?” I asked innocently, honestly confused.
“Just touch it already,” he pleaded from between clenched teeth.
Jeez, okay. He didn’t have to be an impatient crabby pants about it. I reached out and petted the length of it with two fingers as if timidly greeting a live, rabid animal.
Sweat beaded on Mason’s brow. He looked tortured, but he appeared to love every second of his suffering. “You are such a comedian. You know that’s not what I meant by touch it. It’s not a freaking dog.”
“Um, no. I’d say this thing is more the size of a bull.”
He gave a choked laugh. As much as he wanted me to get with the program, he was still having fun. I loved it. I’d never had fun while that other guy who-shall-not-be-named had been naked in front of me. I liked having fun with Mason.
“Now, why am I doing all the touching here?” Faking a pout, I sat back on my haunches and slapped my hands to my hips. “You haven’t inspected one inch of me yet. Don’t you like what you see?”
“I love everything I see.” His eyes glazed with instability as he frantically clutched the sheets under him. I was worried I might’ve pushed him a little too far. A little dirty teasing was fine; driving a man to hormonal homicide was not.
His brow glistened as if he had a fever. “But if I touch you right now, that’s it. I won’t be able to stop. I wanted to make sure you have all your playtime in before I get started.”
“Aww.” I patted his belly, a bare three inches from the head of his oozing penis. “Thinking of me first. That’s so sweet. Thank you.”
“Yeah, I’m a frigging saint. Now will you please touch my dick like you mean it before the damn thing explodes?”
“Oh, all right.” I let out a resigned sigh as if giving in to his demands was such a bother. Then I leaned over and touched his dick—with my tongue—stroking it all the way from base to tip with a hot, wet stroke.
He shouted out my name and bucked us both a couple of inches off the bed.
“What did I do wrong this time?” I demanded, sitting up again to pierce him with a pointed look.
Panting, he stared up at me through a wild glaze. “N…nothing. That was…that was…perfect.”
The dazed expression on his face made me pause. “Haven’t you ever been licked there before?”
“No,” he said in a strained voice.
“Really?” I arched an eyebrow. “What is wrong with the women of Waterford?”
He shook his head, still looking completely bowled over. “F…fellatio is more about my pleasure, and none of them really cared about my pleasure so…oh!…God.”
His back bowed off the bed again as I took as much of him into my mouth as I could fit. Wrapping my fingers around the rest of the base, I sucked hard, being careful not to bite. Then I let my tongue roam, investigating every bump and vein. Next came a little deep throating.
“Reese!” His voice was high and strangled. “Oh, my God. Oh…” I think I actually heard his eyes roll into the back of his head. “…shit.”
Yes, I give a damn fine B.J. if I do say so myself.
I knew he was right on the edge when he let go of the two handfuls of sheets he’d fisted his fingers around and sat upright. “I can’t wait any longer. I need…I need to touch you. Now.”
He pulled me off him, flipped me onto my back, and was on top of me so fast it knocked the wind out of me.
The kiss that followed was so hot, it melted my panties away. Literally. Well, okay, I think he ripped my panties away. But either way, after we were done giving each other mouth to mouth, I was completely naked, he had a condom on, and things had gotten real hot up in this loft apartment. My entire body throbbed with heat and moist, aching need.
Mason grasped my hip and manually draped my leg around his waist. I followed his lead and wrapped the other around him, hooking my feet together at the base of his back.
Sliding his palm up my thighs, he cupped my ass and lifted me enough to align our bodies. My core pulsed in anticipation, tightening my nipples into hard sensitive buds and tugging on the nerves in my thighs.
When he dipped in a finger to find me wet, we both moaned. Another digit followed. He stroked me until I arched and panted under him. His mouth did sinful things to my breasts. I never wanted him to stop.