Page 94 of Beautiful Disaster

“Can you take me upstairs and make love to me?”

Mason says nothing as he steps back and tosses me over his shoulder. “We’re out of here,” he announces. “Don’t wait up.”

I laugh and smack his ass as everyone wishes us goodnight.

When we reach our room, he tosses me onto the bed and crawls on top of me as he loosens his tie. After it’s thrown over his shoulder, landing on the floor, he consumes my mouth, like he’s starving for me.

“Love you,” he breathes between kisses.

And I feel it. I truly feel his love.

When we come up for air, he stands and helps me up, so we can remove our suits and strip down naked.

Once our clothes are off, Mason grips my throat, forcing me to look at him. “One day soon, you’re going to fuck me.”

“W-what?”

“Yes, my pet.”

“Where did that come from? I thought we decided not to do that.”

“I believe it’s the only way you’ll be fully free: to take another man. You’ll see. I may be your Dom most of the time, but not all the time. Jude never wanted to, but I think you’d enjoy it.”

“I’ll try it for you… but not tonight.”

He smiles and kisses me again. “Not tonight.”

I reach for the lube and oil his hard cock. I don’t want to wait or ease into it. After I wipe my hands, he stands and lifts me into his arms, while I scramble to wrap my legs around his waist.

“Oof,” I gasp when my back slams against the wall that feels more like concrete.

“Sorry,” he says, lips hovering over mine.

He uses the cold wall to hold me up as he awkwardly maneuvers his cock toward my ass. Once he’s lined up, I sink down on him. A groan slips out of me, and I close my eyes, breathing through the stretch, but loving the full feeling.

Mason doesn’t move yet, smothering me in kisses along my jawline, cheeks, the tip of my nose…

“Precious,” he says over and over, making me feel loved and wanted. Before, I resisted it. Now, I want more of it. I want to be precious to him.

You realize how strong he is to hold me up and fuck me. I cling to him as he begins thrusting upward, and I bounce on him. He pants heavily, head resting on mine, fingers digging into my ass. Reason leaves me when I dare shove a thumb into his mouth. He’s my Dom, and I shouldn’t do that, but it just happened. Instead of punishing me, he suckles it, his tongue curling around it.

“Fuck me,” I rasp. “So hot.”

Mason sucks harder in response.

I reach between us, desperate to get off, but Mason slaps my hand away and moves us back to the bed, which squeaks loudly. He sinks back into me, shoving my legs back, and pounds the hell out of me. I arch off the bed and throw back my head.

“Your cock is mine,” he grits.

“Yes… yours. All yours.”

He fists my length and strokes fast and hard, not slowing down his thrusts. I’m lost in overstimulation. All I can think about is my full ass and his hand.

My eyes roll into my head when he fills me with his cum. It’s hot. It marks me. I love how it feels like he’s making me his.

I’m not far behind. He’s still moving inside me when the first spurt erupts. I swallow my groan and dig my fingers into his arms. When he kisses me, he slides out and releases my dick before falling on me. We’re both gasping for breath, and my heart feels like it’s about to explode out of my chest.

“That was… hot.”