Waves - Book #2 [completed]

45 ~ Ustulation

Ustulation
noun
A burning lust

When I exit the bathroom after wiping Mason's release off my chest with a washcloth and shrugging off my skirt and underpants, my skin grows hot. He's ridded himself of his shirt and positioned his large body on the bed, one leg angled on the mattress and the other dangling off the edge. Part of his hair falls wildly over his strong shoulders, while the other part is twisted into a shaggy man-bun with several strands sticking out and decorated with a pink hair tie.

He fumbles with a bottle cap when he hears me, absently screwing it on the water bottle while solely focusing on me. He smirks and bites his lip as his glance washes over me from head to toe, cataloging every inch of my skin and getting stuck on my chest for a moment. Heat flashes through his light eyes. He looks at me as if he can't quite believe I'm here with him.

"Come here." He holds out a hand, readjusting his position and placing the half-empty bottle on the nightstand.

My stomach flutters with anticipation when I make my way over to him, trying to let my hips sway a little more than usual while hiding a little object in my palm behind my back. My stomach hollows, dipping and tightening with want because I know what he can do to me, and I can't wait to see his face when he finds out what I have in mind.

Taking a deep breath, I reach around his neck when I reach him and settle my knees on the mattress to straddle him. His lips twitch with a smile when I sit my ass on his thighs before closing the gap between us and kissing him. My tongue and throat are still a bit raw, but I forget all about it when he brushes his silky tongue over my bottom lip, asking for more. I welcome him and our tongues move against each other with slow, testing strokes while the pull and heat between my legs intensifies, making me quiver.

Thinking he wants me to rock my hips when he grabs my ass cheeks firmly, I gasp when I feel the velvety skin of his cock against my thigh – hot and still semi-hard. But the sound gets stuck and comes out as a surprised squeal when he pushes to a stand and takes me with him.

Even though he holds me so I can't fall, my legs wrap around him when he silences me with another soft press of his lips to mine. Mason turns around and bends at the hip slightly, laying me down on the bed and hovering over me.

"So extra," I murmur jokingly into our kiss as he cages me in with his forearms braced next to my head.

"I can be extra," he replies and winks as he reaches behind him and unhooks my ankles. "Extra thorough."

His mouth crashes down on me and I don't think I've ever been kissed this meticulously before. His tongue flicks and tangles expertly with mine, making its way more into my mouth while he rolls his hips against my wet center once. More heat pools between my thighs as my skin begins to prickle from the awareness of our most intimate parts rubbing together with nothing in between us.