Chapter Fourteen

Ella

As soon as I felt like I was in control of my body again, I pushed away from the glass and turned around so that I could drape myself on Mason. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. My clit was still incredibly sensitive, and the sensation of my core nestled against his belly sent another shiver through me. He grasped my ass in both hands and kneaded subtly into my muscles as he leaned forward to kiss me again. I could feel him swaying me through the water as we kissed, cooling me down and relaxing the trembling of my muscles.

Finally, I felt him starting toward the edge of the pool again. I was reluctant to leave the water, but I knew that the blissful swim had to end eventually. The living room was still filled with guests that I was sure had started looking around for Mason. Though he said that he had talked with all of them and that that was the extent of his responsibilities for the night, I had the feeling that that was more wishful thinking and the desire to spend time alone with me than it was legitimate. There would be no need for him to host the party at his house if all he needed to do was have a token conversation with each person. He was going to need to have more interaction, at least with the player who was being honored at the event.

We climbed out of the water and Mason pulled me to him for one more intense kiss, crushing our wet, naked bodies together as if he didn’t want to let go of the pleasure that we had found together. When our mouths parted, he walked over to a silver box sitting against the one solid wall of the room and opened a door. He reached inside and took out two towels. He held one out to me and when I took it from him I felt that it was heated to the perfect temperature. I sighed as I ran it along my skin, warming me up and drying me at the same time. We both moved slowly, our eyes traveling along the parts of each other’s bodies that remained exposed as we dried ourselves.

Seeing the bits of his skin revealed beyond the towel was somehow even more enticing than seeing his fully naked body walking along to the towel warmer and I felt myself getting aroused again even though my body was still tingling from the two breathtaking orgasms that he had already given me. I had to turn my eyes away so that I could concentrate on finishing drying off and then slipping back into the lingerie that had seemed to pique Mason’s interest so much.

Putting the delicate lace and satin back onto my body felt strange, yet at the same time part of me loved the idea that I was going to walk back into the party on Mason’s arm and none of the guests were going to know what I had beneath my dress, but he would. I finished dressing and used the reflective surface of the towel warmer to try to smooth my hair back into place.

“Come on,” Mason said. “I’ll bring you to a bathroom, so you can freshen up.”

We walked down the hall and he guided me into the massive powder room attached to a smaller, but still sprawling, bathroom. He stepped out and I looked into the mirror. I was surprised at what I saw reflected back at me. There was something about me that was different. It had been so long since a man had touched me, so long since I had given myself permission not to be controlled by the uncertainty and insecurity that I had developed. Instead I gave over to the delicious desire and completely selfish pleasure that I could find in the arms of a strong, sexy man like Mason. I was surprised at myself for being so swept up by Mason, but I didn’t regret it. I felt like he was exactly what I needed in that moment.

I straightened my hair as best as I could and used a tissue to smooth my makeup. When I felt like I had covered the evidence as much as possible, I stepped out of the bathroom and found Mason waiting for me. He looked neat and polished as though nothing had happened between us and I wondered how he could have possibly gotten himself back together that quickly. He extended his hand to me and pulled me toward him. Giving me one more kiss, he guided me back toward the living room. I could hear the sounds of the party as we got further down the hallway. They had gotten louder during the time that we had been away, telling me that the party was getting more and more raucous. We approached the steps and followed them down into the crowd, seamlessly reintegrating ourselves into the group as if we had always been there.

“Mason!”

I heard the high, almost frantic voice of Mason’s personal assistant from behind us and we turned around. Aidan was rushing toward us, nearly pushing one of the men I had met out of the way as he came.

“Hey, Aidan,” Mason said. “Are you having a good time?”

“No, I am not having a good time,” he hissed, dropping his voice to as much of a conspiratorial whisper as he could while still making sure that we could hear him. “I haven’t been able to find you for the last hour.”

Mason perfectly contorted his face into a confused expression. He glanced around the room.

“Where were you?” he asked.

Aidan blinked at him, staring as if he thought that he must have misheard.

“What do you mean where was I? I was here looking for you.”

“Well, I don’t know where you could have possibly been, because I was at my party. I don’t know how you could have missed me.”

“You were here?” Aidan asked, sounding exasperated.

“Of course, I was. Where else would I have been?”

I had to roll my lips in and look down at my feet to keep myself from laughing. Mason was a skilled manipulator. That might not be something that I would ever think that I would admire in a man, but in that moment, it was perfect.

It doesn’t really matter. It’s not like he’s ever going to get a chance to lie to me.

Aidan shook his head as if trying to shake himself out of the moment.

“I don’t know,” he said. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is that Kevin Posen is getting ready to leave and you haven’t spent ten seconds with him tonight.”

“I most certainly have spent ten seconds with him.”

Aidan’s face was getting red and I hoped that Mason would let him stop wriggling before he exploded.

“You haven’t spent more than ten seconds with him, and he isn’t exactly feeling celebrated. I don’t want him to start regretting his choice to join the Showstoppers. Do you think that you could do something?”

“Absolutely,” Mason said.

He released my hand and climbed the steps again so that he stood slightly above the party. He called for the attention of the guests and they all turned to him. I was briefly amazed by his control, but then I remembered the way that he had dominated my body and my mind in the pool and felt a rush of heat go through me. My eyes scanned his body, remembering the way that he looked beneath his clothes. Mason noticed me looking at him and gave me the hint of a knowing smile as he gave an elaborate and gushing speech about the new player. Finally, when he was finished, and the guests streamed out of the apartment, stopping briefly to say goodnight to their host.

They couldn’t move fast enough. I had planned on falling into step right behind them and heading home as soon as the party was over, but as each person disappeared out of the door, my need for Mason got more intense. I couldn’t wait for the guests to finally leave. When they did, and Aidan rushed off to oversee the cleanup, Mason rushed down the steps to where I was standing. He swept me up into his arms and carried me toward the back of the apartment. I felt him open a door and then kick it closed before bringing me across the room and tossing me down onto the bed.

Everything happened in a blur. Our hands tore at each other, clothing disappearing and skin finding each other again. My mouth scoured him, my teeth scraping across his skin as each inch was revealed. Finally, I held his thick, delectable cock in my hand again and I brought it into my mouth hungrily. My tongue explored the veins and ridges, savoring the taste of his skin and the slick fluid that poured from the tip as I reached between his legs to cup my hand around his balls. I massaged them, letting them roll around between my fingers as I squeezed them gently.

Mason groaned in response to my touch and his hand grasped at my breast, the touch firm enough that it was almost painful, just intense enough that it shot exotic pleasure through me. Suddenly I felt him pull away from me and felt a flicker of disappointment, but was soon rewarded by the sound of a condom wrapper tearing. An instant later I was on my back and Mason was impaled within me, slamming into my already tender body until I screamed with a release that shook my entire body and welcomed the hard pulses of Mason’s cock inside me.