Chapter Eleven
Mason groaned. “Brandi, you’re going to get us into an accident.” She kept her hand on his thigh, slowly inching it upward until it met his cock. He felt so large. The car swerved and she pulled her hand away.
“I can’t concentrate when you do that.” His breathing was ragged.
Good. She wanted him to be as aware of her as she was of him. The night certainly hadn’t begun as she thought it would, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t end that way.
When Mason was in her basement, she sat in the dark by the lit candle and thought hard about why she was fighting her attraction to him. In the beginning she’d been cautious because she’d been engaged and she had never been with a man outside of her race, but after spending time with him and feeling so at ease with him, she didn’t know what she had been so worried about in the first place. They were both adults, and he wanted her and she wanted him. She’d decided it was time to throw caution to the wind.
Now there was no more Rodney, the kids were with her parents, and her hormones were raging. “I can’t seem to keep my hands off you.”
“Please try, at least while I’m behind the wheel.”
She pouted. “You’re a spoilsport, Mason. Is this the same man who had me pressed against the counter in the dentist’s office? You were so hard I’m surprised your pants didn’t split.”
Suddenly, he pulled over to the side of the road and turned off the engine. “Unbuckle your seatbelt,” he said through clenched teeth.
“What?”
“Unbuckle your seatbelt.”
What was he doing? Was he going to kick her out of the car? Had she offended him? “Look, Mason, I thought?—”
“If you don’t unbuckle your seatbelt, I will do it for you.”
Brandi looked at him in confusion and did as he asked. She let out a yelp when he leaned over and crushed her mouth with his. She was too surprised to react at first, but when his tongue thrust past her parted lips, her arms went around his neck and she surrendered to the sweet sensation of his kiss.
His mouth was hard and hungry against hers. She groaned into his mouth as his tongue circled hers. Mason tasted so good. God, she wanted him. Brandi squirmed as her pussy throbbed. She longed to have him touch her there.
She stroked his silky hair as he deepened the kiss, thrusting his tongue further into her mouth and boldly tasting her as though she belonged to him. The scent of him filled her nostrils, a mixture of his aftershave and his unique smell, titillating her senses.
Mason lifted his head to lightly trace the outline of her lips with the tip of his tongue with slow, seductive precision. “You taste so good. I think I could kiss you forever and never get tired of it.” He captured her bottom lip with his teeth and gently tugged.
Brandi couldn’t remember the last time a kiss made her feel like this. Mason released her lip and pressed his mouth against hers once more. He moaned in obvious pleasure. Brandi’s tongue darted out to greet his as she felt it touch the seam of her lips.
The kiss lasted for several moments before he pushed her back against the seat. Mason unbuttoned her blouse, and she shivered when his fingers gently grazed her skin as he exposed it to his hungry gaze.
When her blouse was completely open, he rested his hands over the tops of her breasts. She looked down at his pale skin against her ebony flesh. It was such a wonderfully erotic contrast.
“You have such beautiful skin, Brandi. You have no idea how many nights I’ve dreamed of doing this,” he whispered, leaning over to kiss her on the collarbone. He pressed another kiss between the valley of her breasts.
Mason pushed up her bra to reveal her dark, naked mounds. Her nipples were so hard that they almost ached. He raised his head to look in her eyes.
“I love your nipples. They look like blackberries, so juicy and suckable.” His eyes never left her face. “Do you want me to suck them, Brandi? Do you want to feel my tongue rolling around them?” His fingers grabbed one dark peak and gently squeezed. She moaned as a wave of bliss swept through her.
This man was the master of sexual torture. In a minute she knew she’d beg for mercy. When Brandi didn’t answer Mason’s question, he applied more pressure to her nipple, making her gasp in pleasure-pain.
“Do you want to feel my mouth where my fingers are?”
“Yes. Please.”
“I want to hear you tell me exactly what you want me to do.”
“Why are you torturing me like this?”
“You started this, remember? A man can only take so much before he reaches his limit. Now tell me what you want.”
“I want you to suck them. Suck my nipples,” she said raggedly.
“I thought you’d never ask” He grinned wickedly.
He tweaked one turgid point one last time before bending his head and taking the little nub into his hot, moist mouth.
Brandi felt as though she were about to explode at the delicious sensations flowing through her. His mouth felt wonderful as it sucked and tugged on her nipple. She held his head against her body as he ravaged her with his tongue. It seemed like he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her.
Mason transferred his attention to her other breast, lavishing it with the same thoroughness as he had with the other one. Brandi threw her head back against the seat of the car, shaking it from side to side. As he sucked one breast, his hand caressed and kneaded the other one, stimulating her to the point where she could only moan helplessly against the assault of his mouth.
A slow tingling In her body began at her toes and spread throughout her body. A sudden head rush made her scream as she reached her climax. Her panties were soaked, and she could barely breathe from wanting him so much.
Mason sat back in his seat with a satisfied-looking smile. “Did you like that?”
Brandi licked her dry lips. “You know I did.”
She was stunned that he brought her to orgasm just by sucking on her breasts.
“Now buckle your seatbelt and behave yourself or I’ll be forced to drag you out of the car the next time and fuck you on the side of the road,” he warned, refastening his seatbelt and restarting the engine.
Brandi squirmed at the thought of his taking her on the side of the road. The idea had its appeal. She smiled at him.
“Is that a promise?”
She drove him crazy. During the remainder of the ride, she’d rubbed her hands against his thigh and smiled at him as though begging him to screw her senseless. He didn’t know how they made it home without him following through with his threat. By the time they pulled up to his house, his balls ached so badly he could barely walk.
After so many years of wanting to be with her again, he wasn’t about to make love to her in a car. Mason wanted things to be just right. Despite his new body, the flame between them burned stronger than ever. Brandi still reacted to his touch with an unashamed passion, holding nothing back. The guttural moans she produced in the back of her throat were enough to make his cock explode.
Once they were inside and he put her overnight bag down, he asked, “Would you like something to drink?”
“No. You know what I want, Mason.”
He groaned. She was making it very hard for him to be noble. “Brandi, you have no idea how much I want you, but you’re vulnerable right now.”
She reached up to stroke his face, her touch making him shudder with longing. “I know you want it, too. This is what we both want tonight.”
When Brandi looked at him with her big brown eyes, he couldn’t resist her. Mason made one last attempt to do the right thing. “I know what we both wanted, but you’ve had a shock. This is the last thing you need.”
“No, this is exactly what I need. I don’t want to think about all that mess now. I only want this with you. Right here and right now. Weren’t you telling me not to fight what I feel? Now I’m asking you to do the same.”
Her hand trailed from his jaw to his chest, not stopping until it cupped the stiff bulge in his pants. Mason gasped and tried to disengage her fingers, but she swatted his hand away.
“No, let me. It’s time for a little payback” She gave him a sultry look then unbuckled his belt and opened his fly. He stood as still as he possibly could, willing himself not to move. God help him but he wasn’t going to be able to hold out, especially after she slowly slid his jeans down his hips.
“Brandi—”
“Step out of your pants.”
He hesitated for only a moment before he complied. She ran her hand over his crotch through his boxers. “Oh, yes, you want me, too, and I’m not letting you back out.” Brandi pulled his underwear down and gasped. “I don’t think all of this is going to fit in my mouth, but I’m going to have fun trying.” She licked her lips, her eyes wide as she stared at his cock. He stepped out of his boxers.
“You know you don’t have to?—”
“I want to. Be quiet and enjoy it.” She laughed and dropped to her knees before him.
Mason had to fight to keep from hauling her back up into his arms. Her touch was light against his cock as she gently fondled him. It was as though she was testing the length and texture of him. The smile on her face told him that she liked what she found.
Brandi cupped his throbbing balls in her palm and gave them a little squeeze. Stimulating pulses of pleasure shot through his body. Mason didn’t know how much longer his knees would hold out if she continued. Brandi gave him another squeeze, harder this time, and rubbed her thumb back and forth over the sensitive sac. He shuddered.
With one hand still holding his balls, she grasped his cock in her other palm.
“Mason, you have a beautiful cock. I bet it tastes delicious,” she said before touching the pink mushroom-shaped head of his shaft with her tongue. “Mmm. I was right. It is delicious.” She licked the length of his cock with one broad stroke. His breath caught in his throat.
“Yummy,” she said and licked him again. She continued her slow seduction of his cock, eating it like it was an ice cream cone. Brandi looked up at him as her tongue flicked at the drops of his excitement that formed at the tip of his dick.
“Do you like this?”
He could only nod, incapable of speech as an overwhelming pleasure rocked his body.
She eased as much of his cock into her mouth as she could. He tried very hard not to thrust forward, not wanting to gag her, but he couldn’t help grabbing the back of her head in his hand and guiding it. Her mouth felt like a tight, moist pussy wrapped lovingly around his cock.
It felt as though she would swallow him whole, but she paused, pulling back. Her mouth was like magic. She moaned as she sucked him, creating a vibrating sensation on his dick, which pushed him closer to the edge.
By the little noises that she made in the back of her throat, he could tell that she was getting off on this as much as he was. Brandi had always been a passionate lover, never holding back and always giving as good as she got.
When the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat, Mason cried out her name.
“Brandi! Oh. God, you’re going to be the death of me, woman.”
She bobbed her head back and forth and Mason didn’t think he could take any more of her delicious torment. She increased the pace to a frenzied rhythm, her hand jerking him to keep pace with her mouth. Her other hand caressed and fondled his balls.
“Brandi, this feels so damn good!”
She pulled away, relinquishing his cock, and let it bob in her face. “I like the way you taste, Mason.”
She gave him a huge smile before pushing his cock against his stomach and lowering her head to taste his balls. Her mouth against this ultra-sensitive part of his body was more than he could take.
Mason gently tugged on her shoulders to push her away. She moaned with evident reluctance as she released his balls from her mouth. He dragged her to her feet. “Okay. You win.”
Putting his arms under her legs, he lifted her up. He couldn’t get her to the bedroom fast enough.