“No,” Mason growled as he stood slightly and leaned over Shelby’s back to snatch the crop from Rafe, but his dick brushed against the side of Shelby’s head in the process, and something warm encased it.
Mason groaned, tossed the crop across the floor, and grabbed Shelby’s hair with both hands to pull her heavenly mouth off his cock.
“Baby, you don’t have to do that.” He should chastise her for doing something without being told, but Jesus, he didn’t want her to stop. He had to force himself to be reasonable.
“Please, Master.”
Oh shit. She needed, and he’d give it to her. He was powerless to stop, his own aching body demanding nothing less.
He looked at Rafe. “You’re done here.” Mason didn’t watch Rafe leave. Instead, he turned his gaze to Shelby, whose pleading eyes trapped him. The sound of the door opening and closing was the only indication his business partner had complied.
Mason moaned as he leaned forward, knowing he wouldn’t be able to end this until he’d become an expert of every inch of her body. She opened without having to be prompted, and he sunk into her wet heat.
“Ahh, baby. That feels so good.” He held her head still while he slowly fucked her mouth. She tried sucking, taking control, but he fisted his hands tighter in warning without ever stopping. This woman might be bringing him to his knees, but he’d always be in control of their sex.
She moaned around his dick and tried wiggling on the bench. He released one of his hands from her hair and massaged the bright red marks on her ass. She whimpered and tried sucking him faster. He clenched her hair to halt her and slid a finger between her ass cheeks. He kept moving until he was partially bent over her and his finger was poised at her entrance. When he gently traced her opening, her whole body began to shake. She was so close. Mason grabbed her hair and fucked her mouth forcefully while he stabbed two fingers inside her. She squealed around his cock, but he didn’t stop. He kept thrusting into her in both places.
“You can’t come yet.”
She groaned loudly and he removed his fingers because she was too close to chance it. He grabbed her hair and held her still on his dick. “Suck it.”
She sucked him hard, and he was about to blow. He needed this so he could continue. His aching dick was a distraction he didn’t need right now.
“You’re gonna make me come down your throat, baby. Do you want it?”
She nodded while she continued to suck, and then he began to thrust into her mouth again. The combination of her sucking and him hammering into her mouth set him off. He roared out his release and kept coming as if he hadn’t felt this ecstasy in months. Truth was, he might not have gotten off with a sexual partner in months, but he’d never felt anything like this before.
With the last of the twitches subsiding, he pulled out and moved behind her, not wanting to wait another second to taste her. He dropped to his knees and licked one of the trails of her natural juices up the inside of her thigh. God, she tasted so sweet, and her scent was driving him wild. His dick was trying to get hard again already. At this rate, it would succeed with that feat, breaking any previous recovery time his body had needed.
“Please, please, please,” his impatient little sub chanted.
“Pet, I didn’t give you permission to speak.”
She huffed out a moan as her head dropped, but he really didn’t have it in him to make her wait. He wanted to give her exactly what she’d craved. Mason inhaled deeply, drawing her essence into every part of his body, before he lowered and licked her slowly from clit to ass. She gasped and he did it again. Harder. Faster.
And then he was devouring her. He sucked on her supple folds, drove into her crease, stabbed into her opening, and made her experience a torment other than the one Rafe had dealt her. The spanking might’ve heightened her awareness of pain, but squeezing her ass while Mason consumed her would push her over the brink.
It took her a while, the torment of pain and pleasure, drawing her orgasm from deep within her core. It’d be strong when she reached it. He knew it with every fiber of his being. When her body tightened and her cries bounced off the walls in the room, his erection was back with a vengeance.
He couldn’t stop what was happening now. The line had been crossed. Line? He’d been a fool to think there could be one of those with this woman.
He gripped one of her thighs to stabilize himself, puckered his lips around her clit, and spanked her ass in quick, hard slaps with his other hand while he sucked.
Mason knew the moment she came because the tenor of her cries changed into a shocked scream as her body quaked, a siren to his raging cock. He needed, and he wouldn’t be denying that need. He pulled away and grabbed one of the many condoms in the room. He had it on so quickly that he was behind her, ready, before she’d come completely down.
“Didn’t I say you couldn’t come yet?”
Her body lay limp below him in apparent exhaustion, but her thighs were shaking with both the force of her orgasm and the need for more.
“Answer me.” He knew he was pushing her now. But it was only because she was pushing him. She just didn’t know it or understand it. Hell, he didn’t understand it himself. So he used what he could to hold on to his control. He knew he’d made her come before, but he hadn’t told her she could. It was a fine line between controlling
