Chapter 30 #2
He positioned himself between my legs, and with a tenderness that made my insides melt, he kissed his way along my throat, between my breasts, and down to my belly.
My body shook, and I lost control of everything—my breath and my thoughts included—relishing every bit of attention the boy hovering over me provided with his mouth.
I arched my back, not sure how to ride all the new sensations awakening inside me.
Mason moved until our mouths collided in a bruising kiss.
I needed to hold on to something. I dug my fingernails into his scalp.
His tongue battled mine. I was combusting from the inside, and all we’d done so far was kissing.
He leaned back, staring into my eyes, into my soul. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”
I watched him, my brain taking its sweet time to register his words. “Stop? No. Don’t. Why? I’d be very angry if you did.”
He returned his mouth to mine, stealing my breath away, locking his hands around my waist as he deepened the kiss. Goose bumps spread across my bare skin.
He traced a finger down my body, under the waistband of my underwear, until it reached the most intimate part of me.
A million foreign sparks ignited within me, and I felt warm everywhere.
Mason moved his finger back and forth in the slowest motion, making my toes curl. “Fuck, you’re hot.”
I rolled my hips, pressing into him and arching off the mattress, trying to increase the friction.
“Ready for more?”
I nodded, unable to speak, teeth pressing into my bottom lip as I tried to anchor myself in the moment.
He kissed me one more time before kneeling back between my legs and moving his mouth lower—much much lower. I watched him, realizing what he was about to do.
Some part of me wondered if I was ready for what it meant, but my excitement at finally surrendering all my control to him—and my curiosity—won. With every gentle caress from him, the world around me disappeared a little more.
With delicate precision, he hooked his thumbs into the sides of my underwear and slid them down my legs. A shiver ran through my body, and I used my hands to cover myself, feeling exposed. “What if you don’t like what you see?” I was surprised I could say out loud what was on my mind.
He combed my hair back with his fingers.
“Mel, I would find you beautiful, no matter what. Sure, I love the way you look, but I also don’t care about it.
Do you understand? I love what’s in here”—he rested his hand over my heart—“and I love what’s in here”—he touched the side of my head—“much more. They are your essence. Our connection isn’t just physical.
It’s also emotional and spiritual, and it will always be bigger than us.
Whether it’s in this life or the next, we’re meant to be.
So please, don’t ever hide from me. I see all of you, Mel.
I always do. Nothing will ever make me run for the hills. I’m here to stay.”
Moisture blurred my vision. “Why are you saying this?”
“Because I’m yours. Let me cherish you and show you just how bad I have it for you. I promise I’ll be gentle.”
“I trust you, and I wanna be all yours too.” I removed my hands from my body, letting him see all of me for the very first time.
The way he looked at me, like I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, flooded me with warmth, and I trembled with anticipation.
Mason pressed kisses all over the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh.
I gasped. The roughness of his jaw created a delicious friction.
I was floating, powerless to control my own body—not that I wanted to, anyway.
I much preferred Mason being in charge right now.
His tongue worked its magic around my most private parts, shredding me to pieces. I could barely think anymore. My body levitated from the bed. A storm of fireworks exploded within me.
I had no idea how Mason did it, but he was playing my body with his, unlocking all its secrets.
The blood in my veins heated up.
All my senses were attuned to the boy who was about to take me to heaven.
I pressed against him, matching his rhythm and chasing the rawest form of pleasure I’d ever experienced.
Words failed me. Only soft moans and shaky exhalations slipped out of my mouth.
Mason kissed me, sucking on my flesh, until I detonated against his mouth. Normally, I’d feel myself blushing at the idea we were intimate like that, but right now, I didn’t care. I was surfing the high and wished to never come down.
When he rose from his position between my thighs, I almost hid my face in my hands, unsure how to act after what had just happened between us. Mason Pierce had played my body with his mouth. Not only that, but I had come on his tongue.
A broad grin lit up his face, easing my doubts. Despite myself, I couldn’t help but mirror it. “Ready for me now?” he asked.
“No. I want to…you know…go down on you.”
“Not tonight. I want your first time to be all about you.”
Oh. “You sure?”
“Totally.”
“Mase, ask me the question again, then.”
“Mel, are you ready for me now?”
I nodded many times. “Yes. I am.”
Gliding over me, he slid his hands under my back and unclasped my bra, revealing my swollen breasts. With a look I wished I could memorize, he dropped his head, teasing my flesh with his greedy tongue. The very tongue that had made stars explode behind my eyelids moments ago.
I arched into his mouth.
A new wave of unknown thrills invaded me, and all I wanted now was to feel him inside me, a thirst I could no longer deny or ignore.
Shifting on the bed, I relieved Mason of the last piece of clothing covering his body. My hand curled around the heated part of him like I had done a few times before, and the growls that left his mouth were my undoing.
With an up and down motion that I knew he liked, I worked him, enjoying the hardness of him inside my fist.
“Mase?”
He kissed me. Hard and slow. Soft and deep.
“Shepard, you’ll be the death of me, but it will be worth every second.”
I snickered at his words.
Moving to the side, he stretched his arm to grab a brand-new box of condoms from the bedside table drawer. He ripped it open and fished a foil package out of it.
Mesmerized, I watched him as he unrolled the rubber over his length, unable to look elsewhere. His teeth dug into his full bottom lip as he focused on the task.
“I want it to be good for you,” he said when his attention drifted back to me. “I know it might hurt, but I’ll be right there with you the entire time, okay? I’ll be very careful.”
“O-okay.”
“Mel, do you trust me?”
“Always.”
His lips went back to mine, stealing every drop of oxygen from my lungs as he kissed me with a passion I never knew existed.
As he pushed inside me for the very first time, I put all my trust in the boy I’d fancied for so long that I still had a hard time believing he was mine.
In every way that counted. The one about to rock my world and take my heart hostage for the rest of my life.
A pinching sensation shot through me as Mason pushed deeper inside me.
Tears built up in my eyes, and I swallowed to avoid crying.
He stopped moving and brushed my hair away from my face with a gentle motion, searching my gaze. “Mel? Did I hurt you?” He sounded alarmed as he studied my face.
I smiled at him, my vision blurry with tears, and extended an arm to caress his hair. “It’s all right, Mase. Don’t worry. Keep going.”
“But…you’re crying… I did that to you.” He pressed his cheek against mine before our eyes met again.
“No. You’re giving me exactly what I asked for, Mase. You are everything to me. And this…us…is perfect.”
“You sure?”
“As much as I believe you were right all along when you said that we belong together.”
“You really mean that?”
I nodded and locked my legs around his waist. “Now, show me what I’ve been missing.”
His lips grazed mine. “I love you, Mel.”
I pulled him to me, deepening our connection. “I love you. I’ve loved you for a very long time. I was just too afraid to admit it. See what you just did?”
Confusion filled his gaze.
“You grabbed another one of my firsts.”
“I did?”
“Yeah. Because with you, I mean it too.”
His eyes glossed over as he leaned back, staring at me in awe. Slowly, his hips rolled against mine, and soon I was unable to form a coherent thought as our bodies moved together in a dance we had never rehearsed before but felt as natural as breathing.