Twenty-Four Hours (5 page)

Chapter Three

When Mason awoke he noticed the light almost completely gone as shadows filled the room. Courtney snuggled against his side, one hand over his heart and her sleek thigh pressed between his own.

This was everything he’d imagined his life with Courtney to be. Except for the line of bandages that cut across her heart-shaped face. Those would be gone in a matter of hours. The question remained, would he be gone too?

He looked down on his lover, the light from the hallway more than enough to see her love-marked skin. Marks he’d purposely left on her, a nonverbal way of claiming ownership that he somehow knew wouldn’t be enough.

Courtney Museo had an independent streak miles wide. She also had a conservative core that would resist making their relationship permanent. He could fight and scheme and eventually wear her down, maybe, but he didn’t want to start their life like that. He wanted both of them to come into this with their eyes wide open.

Quickly he covered his mouth with his hand before laughter broke out, as he again took in the sight of bandages preventing Courtney from seeing anything right now.

As fast as it had come the laughter faded away. He didn’t want to lose this incredible woman in his arms. With her giving heart and passionate nature Mason knew he’d never find another female to measure up to Court’s standards and he didn’t want to.

When morning finally came they’d have to talk. Mason would be open and honest in his feelings for her. Tell her how much he loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. Explain that his hobby of computer tinkering for family and friends had turned into a successful business. With the perfect space ready to lease and several college students waiting for his call, Mason knew his business would only grow. Too many people owned computers these days and not all of them had the money to run to the big-ticket places for repairs. He’d fill a need and enjoy himself while he was at it.

But if it turned out not to be enough for Courtney then he didn’t want to waste the night sleeping. Easing out from under her comfortable hold Mason gently pushed her to her back and simply stared.

Though she complained of their age difference Mason could honestly not see it in her body. Her breasts were lush, full and a perfect fit for his hands. Her arms were toned, but not muscle heavy. Her waist trim with a slight belly pooch he loved teasing and touching. To him her legs were simply works of art that no words could do justice. From her toes to her silky black hair, Courtney looked perfect to him. He knew she always would, regardless of how age changed her. Love made her beautiful and age never changed that.

Moving slowly, Mason spread her amazing thighs, inhaling deeply to capture her lush, earthy scent in his lungs. His cock ached while his balls tightened in need, but he ignored it. All his focus was on the woman sleeping innocently before him. Her lush curves hidden in the shadows of the night beckoned his lips and hands.

No longer able to deny the temptation of her sweet heat, Mason spread her folds apart with two fingers and drew his tongue up her wet slit in one long, slow stroke, gathering her cream and swallowing it with a greedy groan before thrusting his tongue inside her wet channel.

Courtney gave a sleepy moan as Mason dipped a finger in her cream and pressed it against her anus, pushing against the resistance there and sliding past it, before taking up a slow, deep rhythm that had her unconsciously rocking back against him.

Mason drew the sweet cream from her body, swallowing it in thirsty gulps as she came, shaking in pleasure. Her sweet taste, unlike any other, drove him wild. Settling between her thighs, happy with his place in the world, Mason licked her slit once before snagging her clit between his teeth.

He spread the lips of her sex with his fingers, driving his tongue between her folds.

“Mason,” Courtney raggedly moaned from above him, as her body rose and thrust against him in sensuous pleasure.

In response, he shoved two fingers deep within her, putting his mouth back on her clit, taking the entire bud inside and sucking on it until she gasped and clenched his head between her silky thighs. Slick, hot, wet walls closed greedily over his thrusting fingers, and he shook in pleasure, remembering how tightly she closed over his cock.

Mason couldn’t stop himself from lapping up the cream of her release. He wanted more. He pulled back his hand then used three fingers to fuck her hard and deep until she screamed his name and pleaded with him to fill her, to fuck her.

He couldn’t wait anymore to take her in that final act of possession. To mark her as his for all time.

Moving quickly he rolled her to her hands and knees. Mason knelt behind her until she moaned and pushed back against him.

“Good, you’re awake. I didn’t want you to sleep through this.” He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the lubricant he’d brought with him, along with a change of clothes and two economy size boxes of rubbers. Sometimes it paid to be prepared.

In the waning moonlight, her skin looked like pale, warm marble. He quickly rolled a condom on then slowly eased into her from behind. “Remember when I said I want to take your ass. To fill you with my cock until we both went crazy.”

He felt her shudder along his chest then her slow nod. “Yes,” her voice whispered to him from the dark.

“Tell me if you want this, Courtney. Tell me if you need this as badly as I do.” His hands shook as he used them to help set their rhythm.

“I want this, Mason. I want everything you want to give me,” she panted, sweat gleaming on her smooth skin as she pressed deeper into his possession.

When she found an easy rhythm between them, he let go of her and flipped open the lube. Then poured a generous amount into his hands.

Her hot, tight little pussy clenched around his cock when he smeared the warm fluid on her tight, puckered hole, coating his fingers before sliding the tip of one inside. She jerked against his hold at the movement. “You have to be ready to take me, honey, but I promise you’ll love it.”

Shaking, her clean scent of desire flooded his nose as he watched her lock her arms in position. “And you’ll let me play with you the same way?” her cautious voice asked in a seductive whimper.

“Oh, Court, honey, if it feels this good to you to play with my ass, I’m there, all the way.” He put one hand on her hip, thrusting his cock into her heat a little harder while pushing into the tight group of muscles a little deeper. Groaning when she tensed and jerked under his hands.

“Mason, it’s too much.”

“Not yet, honey” he promised. “Are you ready for a little bit more?” It killed him to ask. His cock wept in desperation, dying to move harder in her tight little hole and take her hard and deep as she screamed her pleasure.

“Hmmm.” She twisted, trying to take more of his finger, to push him farther into her depths.

Yanking his finger out, he pulled his cock out at the same time. He was already wet and slick from her juices while her ass beckoned him to take her, to ride out the need he felt building higher inside him.

“Lean all the way down, honey, put your cheek to the pillow,” he instructed then waited with barely leashed impatience as she complied. “That’s so good, you’re so good, honey. Now give me your hand.”

When she hesitated, he tried to calm his voice enough to explain. “This may hurt a little. I want you touching yourself to help keep the pleasure in mind.”

When her hand came to him, he pressed a quick kiss to her palm before pushing it between her thighs, waiting until she stroked herself back into a passionate haze.

The hole puckered as if inviting him in, so he spread more lube between her soft cheeks, coating her tight anus before he started to rock the head of his cock against her.

“Honey, you look so beautiful.” His voice was tight with need. His skin pulled as his cock throbbed under his hand as he rubbed more moisture over it.

“Just fuck me, Mason. Take me in the ass.”

“Oh fuck,” he muttered and did as she asked.

He rocked gently against her, his cock jerking with each passing second before finally the tip of him sank in. But he heard her passionate cries, her whispers for more and knew she liked it. Knew he’d done at least enough to take the worst of the pain away.

He reached down to pinch her clit, gathering her cream along the way. He spread it over his already wet erection and took her hips, forcing a little bit more of him inside her tight hole.

“Are you okay?” Please say yes, he mentally begged her. Then almost wept in relief at her reply.

“Ah, you feel so good, so big. More Mason, give me more.” She pushed back and slid a little bit farther along his cock, taking more inside her ass before teasing him by sliding forward until he almost left her.

He stared down as she thrust back and forth on his cock. The sight almost more than he could handle. The tight, snug feel of her ass brought him close to the verge of coming.

In front of him, Courtney panted and pushed back, bearing down on him harder. “It hurts, but…” Her whimper made him pause. Then he slipped a hand between her thighs to find her wetter than he’d ever dreamed.

“You like this, honey. Your ass wants my cock fucking it.” He knew she was confused. The pain in her asshole told her brain one thing, but the pleasure teasing the pain would keep her going. “I know what you need,” he crooned before pulling back until the very head of him rested in her silky hole.

Both hands grabbed hard at her hips as he thrust forward powering the full length of his cock deep inside her virgin ass.

In front of him Courtney screamed as her body drew up tight. “No, Mason, no. It hurts,” she pleaded, tears in her voice.

No way could they stop now. If they did the pain would have been for nothing. Instead he grabbed her hand and shoved it roughly between her legs. “Touch yourself, Court, play with that sweet little nub I like to nibble on. Fuck yourself and I promise you’ll come harder than you could ever imagine,” Mason told her before pulling out and driving back in, deeper, harder, faster.

He felt her try to move away, but kept his grip firm. “Trust me, honey.” He pulled out, shoved back into her ass again.

Not willing to let either one of them miss out, Mason jammed two of his own fingers into her wet cunt while his cock plowed her in the ass.

Seconds later Courtney screamed in pleasure. Mason felt her body clamp down on his fingers and his cock as he continued to ride her ass as his own climax approached. He almost crowed in delight at her pleasure.

He pulled his fingers from her pulsing passage to wrap his arms around her and straighten. Her body pressed back against his, their sweat mingled in the heat of passion. Mason took her hard, in fast powerful thrusts. He felt her juices dripping from her as she came again. He fought his own body, not wanting to end this teasing pleasure so soon. He kept her held against him with one arm wrapped firmly around her waist.

“Again,” he demanded, lost in the haze of need and desire.

She weakly shook her head, but he couldn’t accept it.

“Once more, honey,” he begged, shifting and turning until finally he crouched over her while using his hands to place hers flat against the mattress. Then he braced his own hands down flat and fucked her the way he always dreamed of. Merciless strokes, deeper with each thrust, harder with every withdrawal.

Sweat dripped down them both as Courtney fell into her third climax. He pushed back up, keeping her down while he used his hands to spread the cheeks of her ass. Watching as she took his cock. The tight ring of muscle eagerly grabbing him back every time he pushed in.

Mason cried out, bucking behind her, lifting her ass in his hands as he pounded his way through his orgasm. “I love you, Courtney.”

Even though he promised Courtney a climax better than she’d ever known, the sheer power of his own exploded his world. Technicolor streaks streamed in front of his eyes, his breath came in gasping spurts as the pleasure started low in his spine and spread outward with each forward thrust into her now accommodating body.

Chaos reigned as his cock exploded, spewing cum in hard and fast jet streams from his aching length. He bucked and panted against her, allowing her body to milk the last of the sensations from his cock. He pushed and shoved into her wanting to get as deep as possible as the last tremors of his orgasm rolled through him.

Moments later, he collapsed against her back and eased out of her body. He rolled them both to their side again, knowing he needed to get up. Had to make a bathroom trip to throw the condom away and grab a washcloth for his exhausted lover.

Instead he found himself snuggling deeper against her warm back. Enjoying the feeling of complete rightness, he allowed the words to slip out once more. “I love you.”

* * * * *

Courtney woke up sore and alone. She felt around the bed for Mason’s warm body, but she only touched cold sheets. Had he left her?

With the bandages still on her eyes she had no way of knowing if his clothes were still here. Sick with uncertainty Courtney floundered her way into the bathroom and started the lengthy process of seeing again.

Half an hour later, she blinked into the light delighted to find the world in crisp clear focus. But thoughts of Mason wouldn’t leave her.