CHAPTER 16
Emma
It had been a week since the day I met Mason Johnson. I still hadn’t officially moved into the penthouse yet, but Mia and I would be moving in within the next couple of days.
Mason had called me to his place for a dinner stating that he wanted us to get to know each other better. My mom gracefully offered to baby sit Mia and told me to have fun. His son, Liam, was spending the night at his grandmother’s place so we had his entire penthouse to our self.
I was amazed with his cooking skills, enjoying the relaxing time with him as we drank wine and got to know each other better. Throughout dinner, I ignored the nagging voice in the back of my head telling me that he was my boss, and that I would soon be seeing him every day as I tutored his son.
By the fifth glass of wine I was drunk and I had started to feel heat in between my legs. I was wearing only a top and shorts, but I felt hot and needed to take them off. Mason moved to take my glass, leaving the wet kisses on my shoulder.
“You look smoking hot in that outfit. I can barely focus on our conversation when all I can think about are your tits and long legs. Your hard nipples have been teasing me since the moment you got here.”
He brought me to my feet, his chest brushing against mine when he pulled me in for a kiss. Our bodies molded together, and I kissed him back with urgency and fervent need. Deep down, I knew this was wrong. All wrong. But I couldn’t stop myself. Just as I reached for the top button of his shirt, he moved my hand away and separated from my lips.
“There is something different I want to try tonight.”
“What?”
“Come with me.”
He led me to his bedroom and undressed me, taking his time with my clothes. I was trembling when I stood in front of him naked, my body responding to his every touch, kiss or move.
“Lie down on the bed.”
The cool sheets beneath me did nothing to cool my hot skin, and my heart sped up while I watched him go to his closet and take a duffel bag.
I grinned. “Is this what I think it is?”
He returned the smile, his eyes never leaving mine. He left the bag on the floor and took off his clothes. My mouth became dry at the sight of his naked glory.
“Yeah. Have you done it before?”
I had a few sex toys, that I had kept hidden from Will, but I’d never used them with men.
“Never with guys.”
His smirk grew bigger. “So, do you have a favorite one?”
It was difficult to pick. Besides, I had a feeling that whichever toy he used now it would make me feel way better than it would when I was alone.
“Whichever you want to.”
“Nice.”
He took the handcuffs out of the bag, completely surprising me. “The handcuffs?”
“Yes. Being restrained like this will help you feel everything better. I want you to focus on your pleasure only. This is all about you this time, baby.” He cuffed my hands to the headboard of his bed, and took a bullet vibrator and a long dildo. “I need you to keep your legs open all the time. Do you understand?”
I loved his dominant side. “Yes.”
“Good. If you disobey me, I won’t let you come that easily.”
A shudder rocked my body. My juices had already soaked the sheets beneath me, a clear sign of how much I needed him. I was so ready for this, opening my legs wide apart when he knelt next to me.
“Mmm, I love the smell of you. It’s so tasty and it feels perfect.”
He turned on the vibrator and pressed it against my clit. I inhaled sharply and rocked my hips when the first tremors coursed from my mound to the rest of my body. I just loved the stimulation, pressing myself against the small toy as he moved it in circles.
“You look so sexy. You like me playing with you?”
“Yes.” My voice wasn’t mine, and it was hard for me to breathe. He thrust himself inside me, and I was cried out loud, the intense pleasure overwhelming me for a few moments.
I pulled against the handcuffs, and the metal pressed into my skin, but I could barely notice the pain. All I could feel was my clit being stimulated to the point of bursting and the vibrator ripping me in two. He was fucking me fast, the vibrations gaining a higher intensity, and I clenched my thighs together without thinking when everything became unbearable—a few seconds away from coming hard.
The vibrations immediately stopped and he pulled out of me. He smacked my thighs and separated them roughly. “What did I say? You disobeyed me, Emma.”
I groaned in protest, needing my release badly. “No! Bring them back. Please, don’t do this.”
“You had just one thing to do, and you failed. Now you have to bear the consequences.”
I started to feel frustrated, my throbbing increasing when he tantalized me with the vibrator all around my clit, but never touching it. He shoved himself back into me and moved slowly, building tension in me again, but it wasn’t enough.
“Please...”
His was twitching, and it was clear he was fighting hard to control himself. His eyes were fixed on my chest, his whole body rigid as he fought to keep his breathing even.
He set the highest intensity and pressed the vibrator against my clit, ramming himself inside of me. I was screaming and writhing, fighting my hardest to keep my legs separated. The sweet torture was too much to take, and I was already there... On the verge of coming so hard...
“Not yet,” he hissed and moved the toys away from me again.
“Quit teasing me!” I pushed against my restraints, twisting my whole body in a futile try to get him to finish me off.
His lips found mine, making love with me as our tongues entwined. “I enjoy playing with you like this. Remember what I told you before—everything is better when you wait for it. So, when I bring this back like this”—he slammed the himself back inside and put the vibrator on my clit at the same time—“You’re going to feel it really good.”
Another scream tore out of my throat, the waves of ecstasy washing over me. He was fucking me wildly and without mercy, causing my body to twitch uncontrollably in an incoming orgasm. It was more intense than I expected it, everything tightening inside of me as he finally let me come. Shattering waves rushed over my body.
“You look so fucking beautiful. Now we try something else.”
I couldn’t even form the answer, unable to move under the powerful sensations. He set the vibrator aside and stroked my asshole, preparing it for the intrusion. He smeared my juices over it and pushed his forefinger a few inches inside, sending new bolts of pleasure through me.
“Mason!” I finally found my voice. “That’s... Oh don’t stop.”
He chuckled and pushed his whole finger inside, rewarding me with several thrusts before he pushed himself into me.
“Mason... Ah...” It felt unusual, tearing my tight walls apart in its way inside. It was painful and pleasant at the same time, until pain ebbed into pure pleasure, gaining its intensity with each forceful push. “That feels amazing. Yes! Fuck me like that!”
A few beads of sweat slid down his temples, his hand moving fast, and I just loved how good it felt.
“You love me fucking you?”
“Yes!”
“Fuck. I can’t hold on anymore.” He plunged it deep inside and left it there. He held my legs separated and pushed inside my wetness, burying himself deep. I was screaming so loud, he was doing wonders to my body.
He wrapped my legs around his waist. I pulled him with my heels toward me, urging him to get even deeper inside. His one played with my breasts roughly, turning my nipples into perky buds with his skilled fingers. He sped up, fucking me with urgency that knew no limits, and each time he entered he pressed against the G-spot, doubling my pleasure.
I was coming hard. “Holy shit,” he hissed and slid out, getting drenched with my juices. “Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me harder.”
He took the removed his finger, and flipped me over. He entered my ass in one quick movement, the friction accelerating my build-up to another orgasm rapidly. “Oh fuck. Your ass is so tight. Fuck.”
It was wonderful. I was moaning continuously when he started moving, setting a quick pace right away.
“Oh God! This feels so good.”
He braced himself against the bed and lowered his head to kiss me, pushing inside fast. Our tongues clashed against each other, coated in our spit and heat, and I didn’t want him to stop. I never wanted him to stop, meeting each furious thrust with my hips, trying to feel him better inside.
“Fuck Emma.”
His grunts mixed with my cries, our sweaty bodies hitting against each other as he drove us closer to our orgasms. My blood hummed with need to get another release, tension coiling in me after each second. He pushed four fingers inside me and pumped hard, matching the rhythm of his cock, and the double penetration sent me over the brink, my body fell over the edge and I felt the rush go over my body.
“Yes,” he growled and brought his soaked fingers to his mouth, licking my juices off them. “Mmm, you taste better than anything I’ve ever tried, baby. Fuck. I’m coming...”
He pumped a few more times before he roared and emptied himself inside of me, filling my tight passage with his sticky cum. “Yes!” he gritted out and stilled, digging his fingers in my waist.
“Mason, this was amazing.”
He kissed my shoulder and got out of me. “You are so good, Emma. I’m so addicted and I can’t stop.”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
“Be careful what you wish for.”
He came to his elbows and kissed me. His kiss was slow this time, creating a new flame in me, and I clenched my body in response. I was insatiable when it came to this man.