Bullet: Devil's Rose MC #5

Chapter 31: Piper Bardot

"You're usually so terrible with words."

He chuckles while brushing away the tears of happiness that have dripped from my eyes.

"I know, angel, I know, but I'm getting better."

"For the first time in my life, I don't know how to respond besides me saying I love you."

"That's all I need for you to say."

Mason slowly carries me to the bed and slides me down to the lower end of the bed. He crawls between my spread legs, his tongue dragging along the waistband of my underwear. My hips buck upward involuntarily, a deep and rumbling laugh flowing from his lips as he views my desperation. 

His hands find the edge of the t-shirt that I wear, and he tilts his head to question if he can take it off of me.

"Please, please, take it off."

He does so without hesitation, his eyes darkening at the sight of my tight nipples. His teeth graze my sensitive areola before he latches onto my nipple, dragging his tongue along the firm and stiff surface. 

I arch my back off the bed, running my fingers through the hair on the back of his head, and effectively push his mouth down around my breast. He removes his mouth from my nipple, grazing my lower chest and stomach with his lips. 

His fingers latch around the band of my underwear, and torturously slow, he drags them down my legs, sliding them off my feet as he kneels in front of me. His mouth soon finds my vagina, his tongue flicking at my clit while he uses his fingers to play with my swollen inner labia.

Arousal pours out of me as I cum, his tongue continuing to lap at the liquid that explodes from me. His mouth moves back up my body to press a searing kiss to my lips. I drink him in, our hands locking, my mind melting at the hot sensations. 

Mason's tongue slips inside my mouth, gentle but demanding, and it's nothing like I've ever experienced. Every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers grip his hair, pulling him closer.

I move my lips against him, wanting more of him. He pushes harder against my body, his hand pressing into mine, and I am lost in his kiss. All my defenses give way in this hot, hungry lust that lies between us. 

Chills run over my skin and fire burns inside me as he pushes me further up the bed. I drag my fingers over his stomach, the sides of his neck, and down the muscles along his back. His lips were warmer and softer than anything I could have ever imagined, yet fierce and powerful at the same time. 

My lips respond hungrily, and I tighten my hold on him. His fingers slid down the back of my neck, tracing its shape, and every place they touch is electric. After what felt like forever, Mason and I have to catch our breath. He sucks in a breath and pulls back, just the slightest bit. His wild eyes search mine. 

He reaches behind my head, taking a condom between his fingers, using his teeth to rip open the package carefully, and double-checks to make sure I'm observing the erotic way he rolls the lubricated latex over his hard cock. 

My chest heaves, but I don't care as I kiss him hard once again. He drags his heavy and thick erection between the lips of my vagina, using my natural lubricant to allow him to enter me easily. He guides his cock into me, his ass constricting with each thrust, our teeth clashing as we kiss. 

He goes harder, deeper, faster. He moves in every way I need him, our eyes locking while our moans fill his bedroom.

"I love you. I love you so fucking much."

"You must, you said 'fucking.'"

"Shut. Up," I grunt out with his hard thrusts.

The chain I bought him hits my chin as he fucks me.