The big O
1052 Words
Aria
“Crash…” Mason whispers kissing up my naked belly.
“Mmmm,” I groan annoyed to have my sleep interrupted even if it feels nice. He's wrapped around me, his arms locked behind my back, after yesterday's fight and thereafter makeup we were up too late for this early morning wake-up call.
You’d think I would be used to the early hours by now but still, I wake up groggy and miserable with heavy eyes and a muddy brain.
“Aria…” He kisses the underside of my breast, suckling before he even gets to the best part. His tongue flicks out swiping against my creamy skin, my n*****s grow hard, my p***y wet and slick.
“Mmmm,” I moan, biting my lip, squirming underneath him as he continues his encouraged assault keeping my eyes locked closed. Pulling an arm free he grips my tit nice and hard just like I like it, squeezing it until my n****e is pointed and taught. Ready for his warm wet mouth and he doesn’t disappoint.
Pulling my n****e into his mouth he moves his hand to the other breast rotating between massaging and pinching my n****e while sucking hard on the other. He nips bites and licks the hard peak his hard c**k grinding into the apex of my thighs.
“Mmm,” he moans against my n****e the vibration taking my unsteady breath away. This really isn’t fair being so thrown off before my eyes have even had the chance to open but damn if it isn’t the best way to wake up. Honestly, I wish he did this more often, screw sleeping, f*****g is so much better.
Grinding up into his thrusts I reach down pulling his hair in between my fingers getting a tight hold on his head I push him down farther, gathering him against my chest, suffocating him on my n****e as he pulls it in tighter and tighter. It took us a while to figure out I liked it this hard but I’m more than happy he found my little trigger of pleasure riding the line between pain and bliss.
He likes giving it as much as I like getting it. His Alphahole personality really gets to shine in the bedroom…sometimes. Others its sweet, gentle, and slow. Sometimes we change it up and I f**k him, I ride him, command him, tell him what I want and how I want it. It’s always different, exciting, and fun. So much different than I ever experienced with Brian, he only ever took and never gave. I wanted to like it but I never really did not until Mason came along and made me feel safe enough to be who I’ve always wanted to be.
In that sense this man has seen me at my most vulnerable, I give that side of myself to him willingly. With him and only him, I can submit to my most primal desires.
“OOOOO,” I moan, yanking on his hair.
“You like that, Aria?” He lifts his head as I peel my eyes open glaring at him.
“Yes! Don’t stop!”
“They taste too f*****g good to stop Baby,” he says while licking circles around the other n****e. He teases me, licking, rubbing, twisting but never sucking.
Until he does…“Oh, thank god!” Letting go of his head I arch into him giving him all of me while I dig my fingers into our bed, my nails digging deep into the foam.
“It’s me you should be thanking.” He pulls away smirking that sexy as sin smirk of his. The one that showcases his dimples hidden behind a layer of thick growing beard. The one that reaches up into his wicked blue orbs and touches me straight in the p***y.
“Shut up and get back to it,” I order, needy and wanting.
“I don’t know, I think I need to move on to my next favorite spot.” His heated intentions have me squirming underneath him. His hands wander my sides as he lifts himself up onto his elbows dragging himself down my legs as he dips down kissing a path straight to where I need him.
“Oh, please do.” Licking my lips I lean on my own elbows wanting to get a good look as he sinks his face between my thick thighs he wraps his arms around my ass pulling me into him, the first swipe of his tongue is gentle, filled with the promise of what’s to come and then he digs in.
He feasts.
He plunges his tongue in and out of my greedy lips while flicking his fingers on my wanting c**t. He sucks before he bites down groaning into my p***y his eyes are locked on mine before my head falls back to the bed with a scream of agitation and lust. I want to come so f*****g bad, I want him in me and on me. I want to ride the f**k out of his thick hard c**k and feel him spill his seed inside me.
I don’t just need it I f*****g crave it.
“Actually no let's just f**k already,” I pant, grabbing for his hair.
“No.”
“Mason!”
“Shhh,”
“Fuuuuuck,” I pout drawing the word out as I circle his tongue with my hips.
“Come all over my face Crash. Ride my tongue,” he demands as he spreads my legs wider his tongue digging in deeper.
“Damn it just f**k me,” I cry out in frustration.
“Only after you come,” he growls before plunging two fingers deep inside me. My legs shake as fast and as hard as my p***y convulses all over his tongue just like he wanted as I scream his name seeing stars and bright light as my orgasm erases all sleep from my vocabulary.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Sweetheart.” He smiles cockily before he climbs up my body sinking his c**k right where it belongs.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” I pant scratching his back as I take everything he has to give.
Another reason to love him, the s*x is so f*****g good. How could I not?
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