Chapter 19 #2
“I will take it easy. Come with me.” He stood and went into the bedroom, tugging the uniform shirt that was stained with blood over his head. Tossing it aside, he fumbled with his belt buckle with fingers that didn’t cooperate.
“Stop.” Jordan approached him and took over the task, working on his belt until it was unbuckled and then on his pants.
Mason was so hard, he could barely think of anything other than getting her naked as fast as possible.
“Clothes off. Hurry.” He stood back to watch her strip for him, committing every second of it to memory to ensure that he’d never forget what she looked like as she revealed her body to him.
She was so pretty, so sexy, so fucking hot.
She was like a dream that had taken over his life in the best possible way.
When she stood before him, completely naked, he could only stare.
“What’s this plan of yours?”
He hooked his uninjured thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and took them off, watching as her eyes darkened and her lips parted at the sight of his hard cock. Then he got on the bed, situating himself so he was flat on his back. “Come here.”
Jordan got on the bed and scooted over so she was kneeling next to him.
“Come over me.”
She was so petite that she almost couldn’t get her legs wide enough to straddle him.
His cock jumped with excitement as he thought about taking her this way. “Up here.” He could tell the second she figured out his plan, because her eyes got big, and she started to say something. The words died on her lips as she moved to straddle his face and grasp the headboard behind him.
“Like this?”
“Just like that, only closer.”
“You won’t be able to breathe!”
His low chuckle earned him a glare from her. “Yes, I will.”
“Mason.”
“Shhhh, come closer.”
Injured hands or not, he grasped her ass and put her right where he wanted her and then sank his tongue into her.
“Ung, ah, oh, ohhh, Mason. Mason!”
Thrilled by the way she lost her mind, he went to town on her, licking and sucking and torturing as she rode him shamelessly, chasing the orgasm.
He was determined to make her work for it, to take her right out of the here and now and send her flying.
When he got the feeling that she was getting a little tired, he sucked on her clit and drew a keening wail from her as her body seized above him.
He stayed with her, making sure she didn’t fall or hit her head or feel anything other than the pleasure, and as the orgasm began to wane, he moved her down to press her heat against his erection.
Her eyes flew open as he notched the head inside her tight flesh. “Are you on birth control?”
She had a wild, untamed look to her as she nodded.
“I’m clean. I got tested a month ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since.”
“I’m clean, too. I got tested in the hospital. After.”
Mason knew what she meant and hated that he’d made her think of that ordeal, especially when they were naked and in bed together. “Are we okay to go without the condom?”
“Yes.”
The thought of being inside her with nothing between them made him even harder, which, of course, she noticed. “Mason, I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Relax.”
Her nervous giggle rang through the room. “Easy for you to say.”
He reached for her, brought her lips down to meet his. “You got this. You’re a stud, remember?”
“No, you are.”
Smiling, he kissed her again as he rocked against her soft, wet heat. God, she was hot and sexy and sweet and adorable. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Dropping one hand from her face, he reached down to where she was stretched to the limit and found the tight knot of her clit.
“Mason,” she said, gasping, “your hands. Don’t.”
“Then you do it.”
If he died today, the memory he’d want to take with him into the next life would be the sight of her pleasuring herself as she rode him with unbridled enthusiasm.
Her breasts bounced, her lips parted, and her eyes closed as she threw her head back in the second before she came hard, her internal muscles clutching his cock.
Mason put his arms around her and turned them so he was on top and drove into her until he found his own release, which seemed to come from the deepest part of him. His entire body was engaged as he held her and kissed her and absorbed her sweetness.
Ignoring the pain in his elbow and hands, which paled in comparison to the need to keep her close, Mason was on his way to dozing off when her cell rang.
“Ugh, I should get that.”
He withdrew from her, let her go, watched her cross the room to where she’d left her purse and noticed when her entire body went rigid. “What?”
“I think it’s my ex.”
“You don’t know for sure?”
She shook her head. “I blocked him. He’s been calling from other phones.”
That news alarmed Mason. “How often is he calling you?”
“At least once a week.”
“Do you want to talk to him?”
“Absolutely not.”
Mason appreciated the emphatic way she said that. “Is he out of rehab?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, so you already knew that?”
She nodded as she rejoined him in bed. “His manager reached out to me and Nik to ask where I was.”
“You guys didn’t tell him, did you?”
“God, no. I’d never do that, and neither would she. She hates his guts. But he knows I love it here, so it probably won’t take long to figure out where I am if he can’t find me in LA.”
“I don’t like the idea of you being in danger, Jordan.”
“I’m not in danger.”
“How do you know that? If he comes here, it wouldn’t be hard for him to find you.”
“He won’t come here. He doesn’t inconvenience himself. Ever. Coming here would be inconvenient for him.”
“I don’t like it.”
“I’m sorry that it’s upsetting to you that I’m still married—”
“That’s not what I’m upset about, babe. I’m worried about you. He’s put you through enough. You don’t need to be harassed by him after everything that’s already happened.”
She propped her chin on his chest, a smile making her lovely face even more so. “It’s nice to have someone to worry about me.”
“I am worried. He’s proven he has no regard for you or what’s best for you.” He smoothed the hair back from her face.
“And you do?”
“I do. I care. I don’t want anything to hurt you.” To his dismay, her eyes filled with tears. “Wait, what’s this?”
“It’s just really nice to be with you.”
Could she be any sweeter? “It’s really nice to be with you, too.”
“We’re not supposed to get attached.”
He gave a subtle tilt of his hips to remind her of how attached they’d already been.
She laughed, and he went immediately hard for her again as he realized she was going to be a very big problem for him. Perhaps the best problem he’d ever had. Mason put his arm around her. “Talk to me. What’re you thinking?”
“I wish he’d go away and leave me alone.”
“You’re under no obligation to talk to him, especially after what happened the last time you saw him.”
“I know.”
“What’s your lawyer saying?”
“Now that he’s out of rehab, she’s going to have him served with divorce papers. We’ve just been waiting for him to get out.” She turned those potent eyes on him.
“You’ll stay here with me. If he comes to the island, it wouldn’t take much for him to find you at Eastward Look. He’d never think to look for you here.”
“I really don’t think he’ll come here. Like I said, he doesn’t go out of his way for anything—or anyone.”
“He’s a fool. Any guy who’s lucky enough to have you in his life should bend over backwards for you.”
“Is that what you’d do?” she asked with a teasing grin.
“Hell yes, that’s what I’d do. If I had you…”
“What?”
Mason stopped himself from sharing his true feelings—that if he had her, he’d never need anything else.
If he had her, he’d treat her like gold every day.
That if he had her, his life would be perfect.
He couldn’t say any of that. Not yet. Not when so many things were still so unsettled for her—and thus for him, too. “He’s a fool.”
She eyed him suspiciously. “That’s not what you were going to say.”
“It’s what I can say right now.” He smiled as he drank in every detail of her exquisite face. “So my friends Quinn and Mallory are having a dinner party on Saturday night. You want to come with me?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Will you stay with me while your crazy ex is making noise about tracking you down?”
“Yes, I will.”
Mason smiled at her easy capitulation. “Are you always this agreeable?”
She returned his smile. “Yes, I am.”
“Somehow, I doubt that.”
“You’ll just have to wait and see.”
He couldn’t wait to experience every aspect of her, good and bad, not that he expected a lot of bad. Things with her were so good, better than he’d ever had with anyone, and the only thing he could think about was how to keep her right here with him forever.
If that made him a crazy fool, well, then, so be it.