Pawliday Love

Chapter 5

CHAPTER FIVE

JOKE

G ritting my teeth, I moaned low in my throat as my hips fell off rhythm and I began spilling into Mason’s tight hole. Feeling my cock jerking inside of him, he groaned along with me, both of us breathing heavily. Sucking in a deep breath, I began to ease out of him?—

The bathroom door opened.

Mason jerked in surprise before pushing to stand upright. Both of us stared at Macie in surprise, who was staring at us with wide, blue eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were just slightly parted as she took in the erotic picture Mason and I made together. She blinked and reached up to rub the sleep from her eyes before she took us in again.

“Oh, God, I’m not dreaming,” she whispered.

A rough chuckle escaped my lips as I eased the rest of the way out of Mason. My cum immediately began leaking from his messy hole, and he clenched his cheeks in an attempt to keep it all in, a grunt escaping his throat.

“Definitely not dreaming, princess,” I assured her as I began to tuck my dick away.

Mason turned, working on tucking himself away, too. I knew he wanted a shower, but obviously, that wasn’t happening since Macie’s pretty little self had interrupted us.

“Wait!” she blurted, reaching out to grasp his hands. Her face was fire-engine red now, and fuck it was adorable. Did the rest of her body turn that color, too?

I was desperate to know. And one look at Mason’s face told me he was, too.

“What is it?” Mason asked, his voice gruff. I knew that voice—it was the one he had when he wanted something just a little too much. Usually when he wanted me. The way he was staring at her, his eyes practically burning , let me know his restraint wasn’t far from snapping. And I couldn’t wait to witness it.

“Can I?” Macie asked softly before sinking her pearly white teeth into her plump lower lip.

Christ . Did she have to ask to suck his dick so goddamn sweetly ?

“Can you what?” Mason rasped, his breathing quickening the slightest bit. “I want to hear you say it, sweetheart.”

She licked her pink lips, moistening them, and God, my dick went half-hard so fast, the room momentarily spun from the lack of blood to my brain. Jesus . Did she have any idea how fucking innocently sinful she looked when she did that while looking up at my man with those big, blue eyes?

A throaty groan ripped from my chest when she slowly sank to her knees in front of Mason. He sucked in a sharp breath, his hands fisting where she had them cuffed by her delicate fingers. “Can I suck your cock?” Fuuuuck . “I want to repay you.”

“Fuck—Macie, you don’t have to fuckin’ repay us,” Mason growled. “Helping you never came with a price tag, little one.”

She scooted a little closer to him, her lips a mere couple of inches from the tip of his cock, which was already hard again. I leaned a shoulder against the wall, ready to settle in and watch Mason get worshipped by her pretty, perfect mouth.

“Then…” She drew in a deep breath. “Please let me, Mason.”

She released his wrists when he didn’t say anything for a moment, but the second she did, he was gripping her blonde hair in his massive hands and tilting her head back just right. “Open that pretty mouth for me, little one.”

The way she obeyed him was fucking glorious .

She parted her lips, and when he slipped the tip of his thick length between her lips, she moaned . The sound echoed in the small bathroom, and my dick wept a little at the sound. Mason moaned as he slid deeper, and when she didn’t gag as he entered her throat, his eyes rolled back in his head.

“Jesus fuck , your throat is so tight,” he groaned, staring down at her. Holding her head steady, he began to thrust in and out of her mouth. Slurping sounds filled the bathroom. Drool ran down her chin, and before long, tears were leaking from the corners of her eyes.

She looked properly debauched and so goddamn beautiful in that moment, I couldn’t help but sink to my knees behind her and circle my arms around her waist as I rested my chin on her shoulder.

“You take his dick so well,” I murmured in her ear. Her small whimper was muffled by Mason’s cock stuffed down her throat. “You’re making him feel so good, princess. Doing such a good job for him.” I circled my fingers around her lips, groaning as Mason’s cock slid through my fist, too. “This mouth of yours is so perfect.”

“I’m not gonna last with your hand there,” Mason panted, his hazel eyes more green than gold now. “Jesus fuck —”Macie gripped his hips, holding him in her mouth, and I felt him give in, his cum pumping from his dick into her sinful little mouth. Her eyes drifted closed, and she moaned as she swallowed everything he had to give her.

When he pulled free from her, I took her weight, pressing a kiss to her temple. “You did so good, princess,” I murmured. “Come on. Let’s get you back to bed.”

She nodded, and when I turned her on my lap so I could cradle her to my chest, she wrapped her arms around my neck. Mason ran a hand over her hair, his eyes soft and warm. “I’ll be there in a few,” he told us quietly. “I need to shower.”

I snickered. He shot me a dark look and an eyeroll before I turned, sweeping out of the bathroom to put Macie back to bed. Once she was beneath the covers, I stripped down to my briefs and slid into bed beside her, tucking her back into my arms.

“You know we’re not letting you go, right?” I murmured, not sure if she’d even hear me. I could tell she was already drifting off.

She hummed but didn’t say anything. That was okay, though. I’d make sure she knew her place was right with us wherever we went tomorrow.