10. Mason

Chapter 10

Mason

I t was difficult, but I forced myself to wait until after midnight before I put the next part of my plan into action. I already knew Joey was out like a light. I’d checked on him right after dinner to make sure. But I wanted to make sure Axel was in bed for the night and Poppy was asleep.

It was necessary to make sure I caught her completely by surprise.

Slipping into the room, I closed the door behind me and headed straight for the bathroom. It was pitch black in the room, and that just wouldn’t do. I needed to see Poppy for what I had planned.

So, I opened the bathroom door a crack, and turned on the light. The shaft of light that came into the room fell across Poppy on the right side of the bed. She was lying on her side, facing away from Joey, who was on the edge of the other side of the king-size bed. The large space between them was going to work to my advantage.

Everything was working out perfectly, almost as if this was meant to happen. I crept toward the bed, thankful for the warmth in the room because Poppy was uncovered, her tank top twisted so that her stomach was exposed and the fabric was tight around her breasts.

My mouth watered as I stood there for a long moment, staring. I’d always liked bigger girls, ever since I was younger. There was no fun to be had with a stick figure who felt like she was going to break beneath me. I liked to grab a handful or two when I fucked a woman.

Poppy was perfect for that.

Her lips were already parted in her sleep as she breathed deeply. I had a ball gag in my hands, and I was going to have to be quick as I put it on her. I longed to hear her beg for me, and Joey would definitely sleep through it, but I knew how thin these walls were, and I couldn’t risk Axel overhearing what I was about to do to her.

Taking a deep breath, I move quickly as I slipped the strap of the gag over her head, making sure the red ball was in her mouth as I secured it in place with the buckle at the back of her head. She snapped awake just as I got it on, her brown eyes widening in panic. She reacted faster than I expected, her hands shoving at me as she tried to scream around the intrusion in her mouth.

Grabbing her wrists, I pinned them to the mattress above her head, bringing my body down on top of her. She tried to buck her hips to throw me off, but I was too heavy for that.

She was still trying to yell, her eyes darting around frantically. My blood ran hot at her show of spirit. I did not expect her to have this fire inside of her, but it made me want her that much more.

“Shh, sweetheart. It’s Mason.”

I could tell she was reacting on instinct. The light was behind me so she was fighting against a shadowy figure who’d woken her from a deep sleep.

She stopped fighting against me for a moment, confusion flashing in her eyes.

I smirked. “That’s right,” I said, using my knees to force her legs apart. With my cock pressed against her pussy, I ground myself into her. “I couldn’t resist any longer. I want you so fucking badly.”

Her eyes widened again, and I saw her glance over at Joey’s still form. She was asking a question without saying a word.

“Don’t worry. He won’t wake up. I gave him something to make sure he’ll sleep through the night.”

Her expression shifted to one of fear as she heard my statement, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. There was a part of me that reveled in the darkness and fed off of moments like this.

“You are all mine for the night, sweetheart.” I jerked my head in Joey’s direction. “I know that dickweed here didn’t do it for you last night, and I couldn’t let you go unsatisfied again.”

Slipping my hand under her shirt, I palmed her breasts, and they were so big that even my large hands couldn’t completely encompass them. A shudder ran through me and I buried my face in her neck, licking my way from her shoulder up to her ear. Nipping at her earlobe, I ground myself against her harder. I could feel the heat of her pussy through our clothes, and the urge to sink my cock deep inside was nearly overwhelming.

But I was a man with a plan, and being in control was important when I was dominating a woman. As much as I wanted to ride her hard tonight, I wasn’t here for that. I wanted to show her how much pleasure I could bring her.

“I’ve seen the heat in your hungry gaze, Poppy,” I whispered in her ear. “You want me, don’t you?”

She couldn’t speak, but she quivered beneath me. I was still holding her hands in place above her head, but I used my free hand to shove her tank top up until her breasts were exposed. Dipping my head to her chest, I captured one nipple in my mouth, flicking my tongue over the hard bud as my fingers pinched the other one. I knew the onslaught of opposing sensations would turn her body into a live wire, and the small mewling sound that came from her lips told me it worked.

Poppy arched her back, and I smirked as I pulled back, looking into her hazy eyes. “You are gorgeous, do you know that? And I want to teach you things, Poppy. Things this asshole next to us couldn’t even imagine. I’m going to open up your whole world, sweetheart.”

Poppy shook her head, and my grin widened.

“You know, I think I’d be a little disappointed if you didn’t fight me on this, just a little.” I chuckled as I trailed my fingertips down the side of her body, tracing the curve of her waist and hip. “I’m just going to have to show you how serious I am.”

Poppy fought against me again, as if she suddenly came to her senses. I tightened my hold against her wrists and growled low in my throat. Reaching down to her exposed thigh, I delivered a sharp smack that made her squeal behind the gag.

“Be good girl, and you’ll get your reward.”

To emphasize the point, I slipped my hand down the front of her panties as I brought my fingers to her clit and rubbed in a tight circle.

Poppy’s eyelids fluttered and her eyes rolled back in her head. Her legs shook, and I loved how receptive she was.

“Keep your hands in place on the bed, or I’ll spank your ass.” She moaned, and I had to suppress a chuckle. “I’ll also stop rubbing your clit.”

I released her wrists, and she kept her hands in place, even though I could see defiance sparking in her eyes. She might have had her reservations about what was happening, but I was only interested in the response of her body.

I continued to work her clit with my fingers, bringing my other hand to her ass and squeezing just hard enough to give her a bite of pain. Poppy’s wild stare told me this was her first experience mixing pain with pleasure, just as I suspected.

She might not have been a virgin, but my girl was so fucking inexperienced.

“You like what I’m doing to you, don’t you?” I asked as I pressed kisses all over her face. I couldn’t press my lips to hers while she had the gag in her mouth, but I had to taste her in any way I could. I moved my hand down to slide a finger inside of her, and I groaned. “Oh, yeah, you do. You are so fucking wet for me, sweetheart.”

She was soaked between her legs, and I pushed two fingers inside easily. She tossed her head back, nostrils flaring as she pulled in a deep breath through her nose. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as I pumped my fingers in and out in a steady rhythm.

Her skin flushed, starting at her cheeks and spreading down her neck and to her chest. Her nipples were hard little peaks and her chest heaved with each breath. Her face was twisted and her eyes closed tightly.

I memorized everything about her in this moment. I could see her pleasure peaking, and it was magnificent. The way she submitted to me gave me a heady feeling, and I knew this was only the beginning for us.

“I knew it,” I rasped in her ear as my cock leaked precum into my pants. “You’re a little slut for me, aren’t you? You shake your head no, but you want to come on my fingers, don’t you?”

A moan came from her, stifled by the gag, but still enough to tell she was right on the edge. Then, she tipped over it and fell into oblivion.

Her body trembled and her hands moved from the mattress, going to my shoulders, her fingernails digging into my skin as she came apart. Her pussy squeezed my fingers and wetness coated them as she came hard. I was sure she was biting down on the gag as she came, her body straining against mine.

It was glorious, and I knew I’d stroke myself to the memory of this for days to come.

When her climax passed and she collapsed in a heap on the bed, I pulled my hand out of her panties, bringing it to my lips. Holding her eyes, I licked my fingers clean.

The look of innocent shock on her face at that action— despite the orgasm I’d just rocked through her— was adorable. She wouldn’t have that look for much longer. I’d get her used to all kinds of dirty shit over the next few days, even if I had to drug Joey every damn night.

Pulling the gag from her mouth, I kissed her, pushing my tongue in her mouth so she could taste herself. When I pulled back, I placed my finger on her lips.

“Shh, sweetheart. Go to sleep satisfied for a change.”

Leaving the room, I didn’t even attempt to keep the broad smile from my face. Things had just taken a hell of a turn.

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