Twenty-Four Hours (3 page)
He kept his lips and tongue moving against her, teasing her with the hint of release while his finger continued to probe and tease her ass.
With one hand he reached over to grab the bottle of lube he’d bought just for this purpose. Squeezing the slick fluid over his fingers, Mason pushed harder against the tight hole before retreating. Over and over he repeated the motions as Courtney shook and shouted.
“More,” Courtney screamed as her orgasm consumed her.
Mason fingerfucked her pussy and ass at the same time, pushing her pleasure to the very end as she shook around him.
“That’s one,” he whispered rising to his knees before removing his fingers from her sweet heat. With unsteady hands Mason reached for the condom and slid it on. He nudged the thick crest of his cock at her opening.
“You’re so tight and ready for me, aren’t you, honey?” He gazed down at this woman who’d come to mean so much to him, glad for her eye coverings. If she could see the emotions shining from his eyes, Mason knew she’d never let him stay.
“I’m going to give you what you need now, Courtney, what we both need.” Savage pleasure twisted inside him as her legs came up to circle his hips.
With one hard, piercing thrust Mason impaled her to the hilt. He groaned at her tight fit, the way her body clenched around him. The heat of her scalding him with pleasure.
“Move, Mason, please,” she begged as her body bucked against his.
“You feel so incredible around me, slick, tight and hot, just the way I knew you would.” He breathed hotly against her ear. “I can’t hold back much longer.”
“Fuck me!” she screamed, bucking against his hold, trying to fuck herself on his cock.
He moved against her, his cock sliding deep, careful to rub against her clit with each thrust. He stroked her deep inside, claimed her with each penetration as she jerked in his grip.
Now she strained against him as he moved faster, shafting her with his cock, fast and deep, control no longer an option.
“Courtney,” he gasped out, moving harder into her. “Mine.”
He leaned over her, his lips devouring hers in a dominant display of possession he couldn’t stop or deny. His hips slammed into her as he began to fuck her without rhythm, desperation fueling each hard thrust. The slick heat of her tearing away all rational thoughts.
His tongue plunged into her mouth, claiming it as his cock claimed her pussy. One arm held her head tightly in place for his kiss while the other tweaked and pinched her nipples. Feeling his balls draw up, Mason let loose the last of his control and pounded into her ruthlessly. He drove into her hard, deep as his body exploded and his cock throbbed in desperate release.
He thought he screamed her name, but his brain and body were caught up in the most intense orgasm of his life. Fire filled him as he felt her milk him with her own pleasure.
Nails stabbed into his shoulders, her legs tightened around his hips as he lost himself in the pleasure of her body. He heard her scream his name as the world exploded through him.
When he finally returned to earth Mason’s lungs were straining for air. Sweat coated their bodies but he’d never felt more complete in his life. This is was the place he’d been born to be. She was the woman he’d been destined to love.
Courtney Museo belonged to him now. She might not know it but he’d claimed her body. Now all he had to do was win her heart.
Chapter Two
Oh shit.
Courtney closed her eyes. She’d just had sex with her twenty-eight-year-old assistant. Really good sex too. Mason’s body lay heavily on hers, his weight a comfort as her lungs remembered how to breathe.
He stirred above her, his words a bare whisper against the sensitive skin of her neck. “Are you all right?”
“Define all right.”
His soft chuckle caused his softening cock to slip out of her body. They moaned at the loss. “Did I hurt you? Push you too far?”
She thought of all the places he’d touched her. The way he made her body come alive with each demanding stroke. “Aside from never being able to move again, I think I’m good.”
He pressed a quick kiss filled with affection against her lips. “I’d say you’re more than good, but for the sake of comfort let’s move to the bedroom for round two.”
In one smooth motion Mason’s arms swept under her legs and across her back as she sputtered. “Round two? I mean you can’t be ready, one more than satisfied me.”
“Honey, I told you before. I have twenty-four hours to change your mind about me. I’m not going to waste a second of it. Not when we’ve barely taken the edge off.”
The muscles beneath her cheek rippled with every step he took. Courtney marveled at his strength and stamina as her mind tried to process his desires. Minutes later she felt the familiar comfort of her expensive sheets beneath her hands as Mason gently placed her on the bed.
A brief but passionate kiss and then he was gone. “I need to clean up. Relax, Court. I promise to take care of everything. This is one thing you don’t have to be in charge of.”
The soft snick of the door assured her of privacy as she buried herself beneath the flimsy safety of the thick down comforter, her brain numb while her body craved him still.
What had she been thinking? Granted a twenty-eight-year-old was no child, but still Courtney should have been filled with shame instead of the desire to suck him off.
She heard the water run, then the bed dipped. He pulled her into his arms, his mouth slamming over hers, grinding his hips against her weeping core as the breath tore from her chest and he replaced her air with his own. Desperation fired his kiss, desperation and need. She could understand that. She’d lived with wanting him the same way for years. Except she buried her need in work and physical exercise.
Rather than tease him, Courtney wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she arched to him, wanting to press deeper, go closer until their bodies became one.
She moaned with growing desire as a deep growl of hunger tore from his throat. His hands clenched her hips, lifting her to him as her back pressed deeper into the mattress and his cock notched hot and ready between her thighs.
Dampness flowed from the tight clench of her vaginal muscles and the flaming need that consumed her with his every touch.
Sliding her arms around his neck, she tangled her hands into his hair, needing him closer, wallowing in the decadent feel of his naked flesh pressed so intimately against hers.
His lips pulled back. “Show me what you want, honey. Show me exactly where you want my fingers, my mouth and my cock.”
The passionate need in his touch burned away the last of her reservations. In a move that she thought surprised him, she pushed against his shoulders, shoving him to his back. She shifted, straddled his hips and grinned when he thrust up to rub his hardened length against her aching flesh. The musky scent of his body lured her deeper into the sexual haze.
Without thinking Courtney stroked her hands up until she could cup her breasts, rubbing her thumbs against her hard nipples before she slid one hand down to tease her swollen clit.
“Fuck, you are so sexy, Court,” he encouraged her. “That’s it. Show me exactly how and where to please you.”
His hands came up to caress her neglected breast, fondling the heavy flesh as he tweaked the nipple until she whimpered and rode her fingers faster. His hands left her breast to smooth down her back until he cupped her ass, squeezing and stroking.
She listened while he whispered and praised her and continued to murmur erotic suggestions. “Are you ready for me again?” he asked as he trailed one hand down the back of her thigh, lifting her hips just a little more and forcing her body to bow back.
She gasped when she felt his thumb probe her ass. This touch so different from the tiny teasing of earlier. Then flushed remembering how good it felt sliding harder and deeper into her ass
“You like this,” he spoke softly against her neck. “I can feel your cream coating my stomach just from stroking you like this.” He buried his thumb inside, using the lubrication that had slid from her vagina. It flowed down, easing his way past the tight starburst muscle.
A streak of lightning shot from her ass to her clit, to her womb as she fingerfucked herself harder before boring down to take him deeper. The pleasure-pain threw her into climax within seconds as she screamed her release and begged Mason for more.
“Not yet, honey. You’re not ready for me to take your sweet ass yet.”
“Then do something,” she panted back, need tearing at her, “I need more. Fuck me with your cock, Mason.”
Strong arms slipped away from her body, leaving her chilled without his heat. She heard the sound of tearing foil and sighed in relief.
“Hard and fast again, Court, but this time I’m going to fingerfuck that sweet ass with two fingers instead of one.”
He shifted and Courtney felt herself facing away from him, her ass open while Mason slowly slid in, working the thick, hard head length of his cock inside her swollen, wet flesh. She felt the mushroomed head spear her entrance, shoving through her tight resistance until he nudged against her womb. He pulled back until just the wide head rested inside her before he drove it back into her.
She screamed her approval, trying to move back against him, take him farther and deeper into her body, her belly going into spasms at each slap of flesh.
She knew what was coming when he gathered more of her cream and slid his index finger inside her ass. He pulled out then thrust back in with double the fingers.
All thought drained from her head. Courtney became a creature solely focused on pleasure, on her need to ride the cock and fingers teasing her with orgasm. So she rode him hard, forcing all her weight down on his cock with all her strength, until they were fucking each other with bruising force and she reveled in it. Reveled in the way his cock slammed into her pussy with each hard thrust. The way his fingers pierced and twisted in her ass as she pumped against him desperately. A climax slammed into her while a trail of fire blazed from her sensitive ass. She screamed his name, or begged him for more, she didn’t know which. When a third finger joined the first two inside the tight burning heat of her ass, a second climax tore her apart. Mason fucked her harder, grinding his cock inside her on every down stroke as his fingers continued to ream her ass.
Mason cried out beneath her as he jerked his fingers from her anus then lifted both their bodies as his cock slammed into her. She heard a moan and felt his cock jerk inside her, and she squeezed down with her internal muscles. He moved under her like lightning, shifting her fully onto her knees, gripping her hips as he pummeled into her, panting and cursing hotly, the rounded head of his cock passing over a bed of nerves buried near the mouth of her womb.
He came, heating the condom with wet spurts of semen, and she went into spasms around his cock seconds later, drawing his climax out until she thought they wouldn’t live through it.
Minutes or hours later he collapsed against her and eased to the side, rolling so they spooned comfortably.
“When I feel you come, with me inside you,” Mason panted, “I could die it feels so fucking good. Like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. If I could I’d keep my cock deep inside your sweet pussy all day, every day. You’re my new addiction.”
“We’re going to be dead before Monday arrives,” Courtney said wearily, her head pillowed on his arm. He used his other arm to cuddle her breast.
“But what a way to go,” he responded knowing he needed to take care of the condom and his lover. The way he’d pushed this time she’d need a break before their next attack on each other.
He sucked in a deep breath and pulled his semi-hard flesh from her warm body. They both moaned. “Give me a few minutes then I’ll come back and we’ll have a nice hot soak.” Not waiting for her agreement, he turned her head, kissed her lips and slid from the bed.
“I’m never moving again,” she complained, not shifting from the position he’d left her. “My legs have stopped working. And I’m blind, you know.” She dropped her head down to snuggle deeper into the pillow.
Not being able to resist the temptation, he smacked his palm across her plump ass. “You had your eyes fried. The doctor was being overly cautious suggesting the gauze for one day. By this time tomorrow you’ll be fine. Though I do need to put those drops in your eyes.”
A hand weakly waved him away. “Go, do whatever. Leave me to die in peace.”
He chuckled to himself and then went to the bathroom and disposed of the condom. On his first trip he’d spied the huge sunken whirlpool tub and his mind had raced with erotic ideas. Flipping the levers to the correct temperature, he sat on the wide rim and took in the details he’d missed on first view.
Like Courtney the room was filled with contradictions—modern architecture blended harmoniously with antique lighting fixture and pictures. The soothing green and white color palette eased his restless need. All in all he liked the room, not unnecessarily fussy and feminine, but not without the warmth of a female touch, either. He wouldn’t have a problem shaving or taking care of any needs in this calm space.
When the water reached the right height, he flipped the water off and the jets on. Then went to get the woman of his dreams and start pampering her the way she deserved.