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lost and needy and like she could use someone who would make her feel as precious as she was. He wanted to be that someone.
A smile trembled on her lips. “You know, suddenly, the thought of spending the rest of the night alone, trying to work the nightmare out of my mind is the farthest thing from my mind.” She cupped her hand around the back of his neck. “Stay with me? Please?”
Chapter Eleven
Avery watched as Mason stood up from the bed. She wanted him, his body, his lips and his obvious desire for her. It’s intoxicating. He left the room and came back with a small silver packet that he tossed on the night table. He peeled off his T-shirt.
He’d left the light on in the bathroom, so she was able to see the chiseled muscles of his stomach and the small line of dark hair that trailed down to his abdomen and disappeared beneath the waistband of his pants. Reaching up a hand, she traced his pecs. She let her hand glide down across his abdomen, over the smooth skin and hard muscle.
“Like what you see?” he asked. Leaning over her, he kissing her on the nose before trailing his lips down across her jaw line.
Avery gave a soft hum. She turned her head until their lips met. This wasn’t like his earlier kiss. That had been tender—sweet. This time he possessed her mouth, tasting her, nipping at her bottom lip, and tangling his tongue with hers.
Slipping into the bed next to her, he cupped a hand over her breast. She lay back on the sheets and arched to his touch. He seemed fascinated with her breasts. Lifting up her tank top he leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, tugging hard. She let out a breath and a soft moan.
Sitting up, he smiled at her. “I like the sounds you make.”
“I think you talk too much.” She cupped her hand around his neck again and pulled him down to kiss him. He cupped her breast with one hand and then moves his hand down to skim across her stomach before tracing the edges of her panties. She wiggled and he slipped a finger under the elastic, dipping into heat and moisture. He stroked her, smiling at her. The breath caught in her chest. She could feel sweat forming on her skin and moisture between her legs.
She snapped the edge of his pants. “These have to come off.”
“They do—or I do?” he asked. But he stood and pulled off his pants. He seemed big—really big. Bigger than any guy she’d seen in any photos. She gave a small gasp and he grinned and came back to her. Pushing the sheets to the side, he lowered himself onto the bed next to her. He touched her again and she parted her thighs. He shifted and moved between her legs.
“You’re so wet, Avery.” The words fill the room as his fingers slide through her folds.
Then he lowers himself down and Avery felt his mouth brush her mound. His tongue moves quickly, diving deeply into her. His hands grasp her hips and he moans into her.
“Mason,” she said, her voice breathy. “I’m close.”
His head moves quickly as he lashes her clit over and over again. She grabs the back of his head as the orgasm bears down on her.
“I have to be inside you.” He said, as he emerged from under the covers.
His arms caging her against the sheets, and the heat pouring off his body as he hovered himself over her. He fitted himself to her body and slowly started to push in. She gave a gasp. He was so damn big.
“Slow,” she said. She dug her fingernails into his skin. “Go slow.”
“Slow as you want, angel.” He slowly rocked his way into her body, using his hands on her breasts and his mouth on her skin. For an instant, a sharp pain jabbed inside her. She caught a breath. Mason pulled out and pushed in again. This time her body seemed to open to him. The pressure inside eased, replaced by nothing but a wave of raw pleasure. Her skin heated. She held him tighter.
“More,” she said, rocking her hips.
Mason grabbed her waist and rolled her with him so she straddled him and stared down at him. “You’re
A smile trembled on her lips. “You know, suddenly, the thought of spending the rest of the night alone, trying to work the nightmare out of my mind is the farthest thing from my mind.” She cupped her hand around the back of his neck. “Stay with me? Please?”
Chapter Eleven
Avery watched as Mason stood up from the bed. She wanted him, his body, his lips and his obvious desire for her. It’s intoxicating. He left the room and came back with a small silver packet that he tossed on the night table. He peeled off his T-shirt.
He’d left the light on in the bathroom, so she was able to see the chiseled muscles of his stomach and the small line of dark hair that trailed down to his abdomen and disappeared beneath the waistband of his pants. Reaching up a hand, she traced his pecs. She let her hand glide down across his abdomen, over the smooth skin and hard muscle.
“Like what you see?” he asked. Leaning over her, he kissing her on the nose before trailing his lips down across her jaw line.
Avery gave a soft hum. She turned her head until their lips met. This wasn’t like his earlier kiss. That had been tender—sweet. This time he possessed her mouth, tasting her, nipping at her bottom lip, and tangling his tongue with hers.
Slipping into the bed next to her, he cupped a hand over her breast. She lay back on the sheets and arched to his touch. He seemed fascinated with her breasts. Lifting up her tank top he leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, tugging hard. She let out a breath and a soft moan.
Sitting up, he smiled at her. “I like the sounds you make.”
“I think you talk too much.” She cupped her hand around his neck again and pulled him down to kiss him. He cupped her breast with one hand and then moves his hand down to skim across her stomach before tracing the edges of her panties. She wiggled and he slipped a finger under the elastic, dipping into heat and moisture. He stroked her, smiling at her. The breath caught in her chest. She could feel sweat forming on her skin and moisture between her legs.
She snapped the edge of his pants. “These have to come off.”
“They do—or I do?” he asked. But he stood and pulled off his pants. He seemed big—really big. Bigger than any guy she’d seen in any photos. She gave a small gasp and he grinned and came back to her. Pushing the sheets to the side, he lowered himself onto the bed next to her. He touched her again and she parted her thighs. He shifted and moved between her legs.
“You’re so wet, Avery.” The words fill the room as his fingers slide through her folds.
Then he lowers himself down and Avery felt his mouth brush her mound. His tongue moves quickly, diving deeply into her. His hands grasp her hips and he moans into her.
“Mason,” she said, her voice breathy. “I’m close.”
His head moves quickly as he lashes her clit over and over again. She grabs the back of his head as the orgasm bears down on her.
“I have to be inside you.” He said, as he emerged from under the covers.
His arms caging her against the sheets, and the heat pouring off his body as he hovered himself over her. He fitted himself to her body and slowly started to push in. She gave a gasp. He was so damn big.
“Slow,” she said. She dug her fingernails into his skin. “Go slow.”
“Slow as you want, angel.” He slowly rocked his way into her body, using his hands on her breasts and his mouth on her skin. For an instant, a sharp pain jabbed inside her. She caught a breath. Mason pulled out and pushed in again. This time her body seemed to open to him. The pressure inside eased, replaced by nothing but a wave of raw pleasure. Her skin heated. She held him tighter.
“More,” she said, rocking her hips.
Mason grabbed her waist and rolled her with him so she straddled him and stared down at him. “You’re
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