Chapter Twelve
Mason laid her on the bed and ripped his shirt off before he fell on top of her. Brandi cupped her hand around the back of his head and brought his face down to her mouth. He was eager to feel her lips beneath his. The sweet nectar of her mouth was mingled with the taste of him, and he found it extremely arousing.
Mason lifted his head to plant kisses along her jaw line. He couldn’t believe that he was finally here with her like this. It felt so right, like he’d never left her. The feel of her soft skin was like no other sensation he had ever experienced.
He looked down into her beautiful brown eyes. “You feel so good, taste so good.”
“So do you, Mason. I never thought….”
“What?”
“Nothing. Just don’t stop kissing me.”
“No, tell me. You never thought what?”
She gave him a look of uncertainty. “I don’t want to kill the moment.”
“Trust me, darling, as hard as I am, there’s no way you could possibly kill this moment.” He caressed her cheek. Brandi closed her eyes as though savoring his touch against her face. It pleased him that she was so turned on by him. “Tell me,” he urged.
“It’s just that…after my husband died, I never thought it was possible for me to feel this way with anyone again.”
Mason’s heart fluttered, full of hope. “And how do you feel?” he asked softly.
“I know how you make me feel physically. When you touch me, it’s like you know all my secret spots. It’s like….”
“We were made for each other?” He raised a brow. He said those very words to her on their wedding night.
Her eyes widened. “Mason, I don’t know about that, but I know that when I’m in your arms, I can’t think straight, and the earth starts to spin.”
“Well, let’s just think about the here and now and how we make each other feel. Right now, I want to make you feel really good.”
“You already do,” she whispered.
He smiled at her, wishing he could tell her how much he loved her, but she wasn’t ready to hear it yet. Mason knew if he pushed things too quickly, it would scare her away.
He undid her blouse the rest of the way and pushed it off her body. She helped him unclip her bra. Brandi giggled as he made a big production out of pulling off her jeans. “Damn, these are tight. How was I able to keep my hands off you earlier?”
“I don’t know, which is why I had to take action. A girl has needs, too, you know.”
When he finally got her jeans off, he flung them to the far side of the room.
“The next time I see you in those jeans, I’m going to spank you.”
Brandi pouted playfully. “Why would you do that?”
“Because that’s what happens to bad girls, and only bad girls wear jeans like that.”
“”I’ve been very bad. What are going to do about it…or are you all talk?”
“Is that a challenge?”
“What do you think?” she taunted, licking her lips seductively.
“Okay, you asked for it.” He ground her lips with his. Her playfulness in bed had always pushed him over the edge. She kissed him back, their tongues twirling around each other’s in frantic motions. He pulled away and flipped her on her stomach.
Brandi gasped.
“So you want to play, do you?”
“Oh, yeah.” She moaned as his body rubbed against her backside, his cock pressing into her ass.
“Oh, God, Mason.” Her bottom wiggled against him.
“Your panties are soaked,” he whispered against her ear, causing her to shiver. “Did you spill all that delicious cream because of me?”
Brandi didn’t speak, only nodded her head.
Mason moved to his knees and administered a light smack.
“Mason!”
“That’s my name.” He chuckled as he rubbed the spot he had just hit.
“Umm.” She pushed her butt higher beneath his palm as though asking for more, so he obliged. He swatted her saucy bottom again.
Mason caught a whiff of her pussy and his cock throbbed as the delicious scent filtered into his nostrils. He couldn’t remember a time when he needed her as badly as he did now.
He slid her panties down her shapely hips, revealing two perfect dark-brown mounds of smooth and firm flesh. She still had one of the best asses he had ever seen. Her body was so beautiful. It was hard for him to believe that she’d given birth to twins.
He pulled her lower body up so that her weight rested on her knees and forearms. Brandi wiggled her hips and he gave her another playful swat on the rear.
“If you’re not still, I’m going to come before I can get inside you.”
She looked over her shoulder at him and stuck out her tongue. “We wouldn’t want that to happen, would we?”
“Hell, no! I plan on savoring this pussy.”
“Then savor away.”
“Oh, I will.”
He slid two fingers in her wet slit and she gasped in delight. She was so wet that she could feel her juices dribbling down her thigh. His fingers twisted inside of her and she thought she would burst. His long, thick digits mimicked the motion of a cock.
She was so hot. When he pressed his lips against her swollen labia, she couldn’t take anymore.
“Stop teasing and fuck me,” she yelled in frustration. He claimed that she was a tease, but he was far worse than she was.
“Be patient. I want to make this experience for you as unforgettable as possible.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever forget this?—”
She was cut off abruptly when his tongue slid between her damp folds and licked her clitoris. With one hand, he parted her tender flesh and captured her clit between his lips. Mason’s buried his face deep in her pussy. Brandi gasped and moaned at the exquisite sensation of his mouth against her.
Brandi reared back, smashing her hot cunt against his mouth, wanting him to taste all of her. His tongue showed no mercy, licking, exploring, and tasting every inch of her sex. Brandi could feel herself getting closer and closer to heaven with each stroke of his skillful tongue.
His fingers continued to work in and out of her dripping channel as he sucked diligently on her swollen nub. Sweat beaded her forehead. The things Mason was doing to her should have been outlawed because she felt like she was going to die of pleasure. He told her that he wanted to make her feel good and he was doing a damn fine job of it. Brandi couldn’t believe how much Mason turned her on.
“God, you taste good. Your pussy is intoxicating,” he whispered against her cunt, creating a vibrating sensation.
Mason pulled his fingers out of her, but he continued to eat her cunt like he was a starving man. His tongue shot up her channel. Brandi screamed as her body began to quake and her knees nearly gave out on her. A strong surge of passion shot through her, shaking her body to the core.
She could feel her juices flowing from her pussy. Mason made slurping noises as though he were trying to lick up every drop of her cream.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Brandi didn’t know if she could take any more pleasure, but Mason was not finished with her yet.
She collapsed on her stomach, panting, weak from her mind-shattering orgasm. He flipped Brandi onto her back. There was smile on his face and a feral gleam in his eyes.
“That will teach you not to issue challenges like that again, won’t it, Brandi?”
Before she could respond, he spread her legs as far as they would go and speared her pussy with his cock.
“Oh!” was all she could manage as he stretched the walls of her cunt.
Mason sighed with what sounded like relief. “Brandi, your pussy feels even better around my cock.”
“Your cock feels good inside my pussy,” she replied, lifting her hips up to meet his slow, steady thrusts. She massaged his chest, tangling her fingers through the ginger hair that covered his well-toned pecs. Mason had such a nice body, and she loved the way he felt beneath her fingertips.
As he moved within her Brandi felt whole, like she had been missing a piece of herself for a long time and now he filled it. It was strange, because she hadn’t known him long, but it felt like it. She was so confused about her feelings for Mason, but she did know one thing: his tongue was sensational, and his cock was absolutely lethal.
Her eyes locked with his Intense green gaze and she felt his fingers dig Into her thighs as he pumped in and out of her with a smooth, steady motion. She needed to feel him closer to her, so she wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him on top of her.
Brandi could feel his heart beat against hers and she closed her eyes tightly as she was taken on a wave of ecstasy that would surely drown them both. His mouth pressed against hers and Brandi parted her lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss.
Mason thrust deeper and harder into her until she found herself on the verge of yet another explosive orgasm.
“Brandi, I can’t hold back any longer.”
“Then don’t, because I can’t either,” she moaned.
He stiffened against her and then shuddered violently.
Brandi felt his hot seed spray her walls, triggering her third and most powerful climax yet. A rapturous wave of fulfillment washed through her.
“Mason, that was wonderful.” She sighed with contentment.
He kissed her on the forehead. “And it will only get better,” he promised.
She looked up into his flushed face and felt that twinge again. What was happening to her? When she looked into his eyes, why did he always seem so familiar?
“You look pensive,” he said.
“I was just thinking about how good it was to feel like that again.”
In a swift movement, he wrapped his arms around her and rolled onto his back so that she was on top.
“Whoa, you’re going to make me dizzy. My head is already spinning.” Brandi laughed.
“I didn’t want to crush you. You’re so small.”
“Is that a short joke?”
“No, I think you’re perfect just the way you are, and I wouldn’t dare to make a comment on your height or lack thereof.” There was a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
Brandi laughed again. “Uh, thanks for the compliment. I think.” She laid her head against his chest and listened. “Your heart is still racing.”
“You have that effect on me.”
Brandi smiled tiredly.
“Brandi?”
“Hmm?”
“Where do we go from here?”
She lifted her head. The look of uncertainty in his eyes made her want to smooth the worry away, but what did he expect from her? It wouldn’t be right to enter into anything other than a physical relationship with him when things were so crazy in her life.
She still couldn’t believe that she was here with him in the first place. No, she couldn’t give more, or could she?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. We had fun tonight, didn’t we? Let’s just leave it at that, okay?”
His eyes narrowed. “I think you know that I want more than that from you. Tonight was something special, or at least I thought it was.” He sounded hurt and she tried to push away the shame she felt.
“Look, I don’t want to hurt you, Mason, but you knew how things were for me.”
“But what happened tonight was more than just sex and you know it. There’s a connection between us.”
Brandi didn’t want to have this conversation. Why did he have to ruin the moment by getting serious on her? She rolled off him and sat up.
“Mason, I think you should take me home.”
He sat up, too, anger flashing in the depths of his eyes. “Oh, no, you don’t. You’re not going to laugh with me, share your innermost thoughts with me, then let me make love to you only to tell me to take you home because I want a relationship with you. I won’t be dismissed like some gigolo.”
She scooted off the bed. “Now you’re starting to sound like Rodney. Don’t tell me how I should behave.” She crossed her arms across her breasts and glared at him.
His face went a chalky white and his lips tightened into a thin angry line. Brandi took a step back when he got off the bed and hovered over her.
“Don’t ever compare me to Rodney again.”
Her mouth opened but she couldn’t say a word. This man was definitely not like Rodney and she wasn’t sure why she said it.
“Brandi, whenever you’re near me, no one else exists for me. I think you feel the same way, too.”
“You don’t know how I feel!”
“I can tell when you’re in my arms. Why are you fighting this so hard?”
“I just broke my engagement. What would it look liked if I turned around and started dating you?”
“Do you honestly care what other people think? Are you ashamed to be with me?”
“No.”
“Then why?”
“I have my kids to think about.”
“And I have a son. What’s your point?”
“I have done my best to raise them the best way I could since my husband died. What kind of example would I be setting if I allowed you into my life after a broken engagement?”
“Our children get along well, and, frankly, I think your children and my son want us to be happy.”
“And just what makes you think you can make me happy?”
“I know one place where I can make you happy and I think I can make you happy outside of the bedroom, as well. Just give us a chance.”
“I can’t.”
“Why can’t you? What are you so afraid of?” He grabbed her, pulling her body against his. Damn him for making her feel this way. Already she could feel her nipples hardening against his chest.
“I’m not afraid of anything. I just know this isn’t right.”
“Says who?” He lifted one chestnut brow as he brought his face closer to hers. She could feel the heat of his breath against her lips.
“Don’t.” She knew if she allowed him to kiss her that would be it.
“Don’t what? Don’t kiss you? Don’t touch you? You know I can’t honor that request. Please, Brandi, give us a chance. If you’re worried about the kids, we’ll take things slow. They don’t have to know about us right away; just don’t fight what I know we both want.” His lips descended on hers.
Brandi’s fists were clenched tightly against her sides. Her head and heart were in a tug-of-war. She had to fight this, but his tongue was pressing at the seam of her lips, and she felt a familiar rush of excitement pulse through her body.
Her heart won. Her arms went around his neck and she surrendered to his kiss.