Chapter 30
Chapter
Thirty
MASON
I wake up and find Violet in bed next to me, not Mira. Her tail thumps against the mattress and she tries to lick my face. I pull the blankets over my head and it just makes her get up, tail wagging. I spent a minute petting her and then get up, use the bathroom, and go out of the bedroom, finding Mira in the living room. She’s sitting in a chair next to the window, holding a coffee cup with both hands.
Our eyes meet and I smile, ready to run over, pick her up, and take her back into the bedroom for another round.
“We probably shouldn’t have done that.”
Her words take me aback, stopping me in my tracks. That was not what I was expecting to hear after a night of mind-blowing sex and then falling asleep with her in my arms. Was I wrong about this? “Why?”
“Because I’m going to get attached. More than I already am.”
Attached? She had mentioned a no-strings thing before, but that wasn’t the vibe I was getting. Slowly taking in a breath, I keep calm on the outside. I cock an eyebrow as I fill up a mug of coffee. “Is that a bad thing?”
“Normally, I would lie right now and tell you it’s because I don’t want anything serious or something like that because I would never want to confess my fears so you couldn’t use them against me.” Mira’s eyes meet mine, brows furrowing just a bit. “But I’ve never worried about that with you.”
“You don’t have to,” I tell her, setting the mug down and striding over. She puts her cup down and I take her in my arms. “So let me ask you again, is that a bad thing?”
“Yes, because I don’t want to get hurt.”
“Life is painful sometimes.” I run my hands down her back, pulling her against me.
“I know and there are unavoidable heartbreaks. But this…I…I don’t want to get involved unless you’re all in. And by that I don’t mean we need to go ring shopping in the next month or so. I just need to know you’re willing to go all in with giving this try. And if you don’t want to, then it’s okay.”
“Mira,” I say and tip her chin up so she’s looking me in the eyes. “I am. Whatever this is between us, I don’t want to lose it. I want to give this—us—a chance. I want to choose you and see where this goes with the hopes that we can build something together.”
“Really?”
“Nah. I just said that so I can have sex with you again.”
She narrows her eyes and then laughs and this is exactly why I know this woman could be it for me.
“Speaking of sex,” she starts and wiggles her eyebrows. “Let me use the bathroom and brush my teeth first.”
“Coffee makes you have to poop?”
“I don’t know if I should admit this or not yet, but yeah.”
“Me too, so don’t take too long.”
Mira laughs again and I kiss her, hands exploring her body. I meant it when I said I want to keep getting to know her, to grow together, and go where life takes us. I pick her up and carry her to the couch, sitting down with her in my lap. Mira straddles me and after only a few minutes of making out, my cock is buried deep inside of her and she holds onto the back of the couch, riding me hard and fast.
She cums first and I flip her over, moving on top. I hold out until she cums again and then push my cock in deep, moving my hips in a circular motion.
“Oh, fuck,” Mira pants. “Don’t stop, I’m so close.”
I move faster and we finish at the same time. Both panting, I lay down, keeping my cock inside of her as I hold myself up enough that I don’t squish her. She runs her fingers through my hair and we just stay there, not talking as we enjoy this moment. It’s big for both of us, but we don’t need to say it for either of us to realize that being in a committed relationship is something we’ve both longed for and feared at the same time.
The chime from a text message sounds from the other side of the room and Mira taps her fingers against my shoulders.
“I assigned that text tone to someone. I think you know who.”
“Enzo.”
She nods. “Yep.”
“How do I look?”
Inhaling, I run my eyes over Mira twice. “Like it’s not fucking fair you’re going on a date with Lorenzo Moretti and not me.” I grab her around the waist and throw her onto the bed. “In that dress.”
“Careful,” she laughs, reaching up and running her fingers through my hair. “Don’t smudge my makeup.”
“You mean I shouldn’t kiss your face?”
“You can kiss me somewhere else.” She wiggles her eyebrows and I smirk, not wasting any time. In one swift movement, I push myself off the bed, kneeling on the floor and parting her legs. “Mason,” she starts but her words die in her throat when my lips touch her inner thigh. She brings one hand down, landing on the top of my head. I kiss my way up her thigh, hooking my fingers under the sides of her panties.
She lets out a small moan when my mouth moves over her pussy, arching her back in anticipation. Knowing we really don’t have much time, I get right to work, pulling her panties to the side and lashing my tongue out against her clit.
Mira grinds herself against me as I work, not stopping until she cums. Her body shudders from pleasure and I move up, pushing two fingers inside of her, going right to the sweet spot that drove her crazy last night. It makes her cry out with pleasure, body writhing against me. She gets hit with another orgasm right after the first, and feeling her body shudder from an overdrive of feeling so fucking good turns me on even more.
She feebly reaches for me, hand sliding down my chest to the waist of my pants. My cock is rock hard and dripping for her, and we both scramble to take my pants off and pull her underwear off at the same time. I lose control when I’m on top of her, tip of my dick rubbing against her pussy, and kiss her, forgetting about not messing up her makeup.
Mira forgets too and kisses me back even harder, widening her legs and welcoming me between. Her fingers wrap around my cock and I groan from how fucking good it feels to have her hand on me. She guides me to her entrance and I push inside, both of us gasping and moaning in pleasure. I push in deep, kissing her again and again as I fuck her, reading her body the whole time.
She tenses, fingers pressing into the flesh on my back. I rock onto my knees. Mira lifts her head up off the mattress, a devious smile coming to her face as she watches me move up, sliding a hand under her thighs.
“Mhhh,” she moans when I lift her legs up and put them over my shoulders. She’s flexible and getting her to bend like this is so fucking hot. “Oh, fuck,” she pants when I push in deep again. Her arm go around me and she sucks in her breath as I start to fuck her hard again, and it doesn’t take long before she cums. Her pussy tightens around my cock, wetness spilling from her, soaking the sheets beneath us. I finish right after her, pushing in balls deep.
Her body shudders as my cock pulses inside of her and I pitch forward as she moves her legs down. I stay right there, on top of her with my cock still buried in her tight, wet cunt, as we catch our breath.
Gently, she runs her fingers through my hair and I pick my head up just enough to look into her pretty green eyes. Sex with Mira is fucking amazing, and I know the more we get to know each other and figure things out together, it’ll only get better in time.
“Well, I’m going to have to touch up my makeup and change my dress.” She rakes her nails up and down my back. “Not that I’m complaining. We’ve very good in this aspect.”
“Right? If all else fails, at last we’re good in bed.”
“That is a requirement for me.”
“Oh, is it now?”
“Mh-hm.” She cups my face, turning it up so she can kiss me. We are good together. In and out of bed. I’ve never felt so certain of anything in my life, making me know without a doubt Mira is the one for me…but am I the one for her?