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“Please. I need . . .”
Mason kissed down her stomach, trailing to her hips. “What do you need, Beauty? Tell me. Say it so I can give it to you.”
“You. I need you. I need more.”
Teeth raked over the stretch marks on her thigh before his tongue swirled to soothe the bite. “I’m gonna get there, baby. Promise.”
Hot, wet kisses peppered the inside of her thighs before he hooked her legs over his shoulders. Something cold touched her clit. Pippa gasped and sat up on her elbows.
Mason smirked between her thighs. “Need one more bite of my favorite dessert.”
“Oh my God, Mason, my cli—ohhhh. Don’t stop.”
His beard scratched her sensitive thighs as his head bobbed between them. His hot tongue contradicted the cool dessert on her clit. He licked and sucked, and pressure built deep in her core. Her hands clenched the sheets as her head fell back to the bed. Her thighs squeezed together the closer she got. Mason’s tongue licked up her slit, lapping at her as he groaned his approval.
“Ooooh, fuuuuuck. Mason, I’m going to—” Her body locked up, tensing as a hot surge of pleasure spun through her. She arched her back, crying out.
Mason’s large hand dug into her hips, pressing her to the bed, forcing her to submit to the waves of her orgasm as they crashed over her again and again. His tongue lashed her clit as he slipped two fingers inside her, curving them so they reached that spot.
“Mason!”
“That’s it, Beauty. Come for me.” He looked up from her thighs, dragging his beard, soaked with her essence, over her pussy.
Had she ever been this worshipped by a man? Never.
“Please, Mason. I need to taste you.”
He licked his lips and pulled off his pants and boxers, adding them to the growing pile of clothing on the floor. His gorgeous thick cock stood to attention, curving up slightly. He couldn’t get any more perfect.
He crawled on the bed next to her. “Sit on my face.”
Guess I was wrong. “I’ll smother you,” she protested.
He smiled. “What a way to go.”
She giggled as he slapped her ass. Pippa climbed on top of him, keeping most of her weight on her knees as she leaned forward, taking his hard cock in her hand. Her fingers only just reached around the whole thing. She dipped her head and licked the pre-cum off the tip. His cock jerked in her hand as he dove into her pussy. Hands clasped her hips, forcing her sex against his face. He sucked her clit and hummed. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. How was she supposed to focus on sucking him off when he was doing that?
Her mouth enveloped him as his tongue glided between her folds. She reached for his balls, rolling them gently in her hand as they tensed.
Fingers dug into her skin, hard enough to leave bruises. She sucked him down, running her tongue along his shaft.
She gasped as he lifted her, rolling her to the side. Mason turned around, climbing on top of her before his mouth captured hers, melding their arousal with the sinful kiss.
“Can’t get enough.” His chest heaved against hers. “Need you.”
“I’m all yours.” She kissed him back, reaching for his cock. “Do you have a condom?”
His hand clasped her wrist. “Fuck. No. I don’t. Shit. It’s been so long. I haven’t . . . You’re the first since . . .”
She blinked. Was he saying what she thought he was saying? “How long exactly?”
“Ten years, give or take.” He looked down at the pillow under her. “We can stop. Or, I can run out—”
She kissed him, silencing his panic. “I’m clean, and I’m on the pill. We don’t have to use one if you don’t want.”
His gaze shifted back to her and softened. “Really?”
“I trust you.”
