Holy Angel

20. Frustration Leads to not so Good Scenarios

Miya
Two weeks later...

"Mason..." Miya was up early in the day. She was excited that their trip to California was just in a few hours and it kept her from sleeping in later. She's been up for hours by herself and she was beginning to feel lonely.

"Mason get up." She grabbed the end of the covers and jiggled the sheets.

"Miya if you don't leave me the hell alone." Mason voice was low and groggy. He was currently on his back with the pillow over his face.

Miya sucked her teeth and hopped on his lap. She positioned herself on the shaft of his dick and placed her hands on his chest. "Get up, I'm lonely."

Mason groaned and tilted the pillow upwards a little to get a glance at Miya.

"Girl you're so annoying in the morning." He placed the pillow behind his head and grabbed on her tiny waist.

"But now you're up and I don't feel lonely anymore." Miya patted on his chest and rocked her hips side to side. Sitting on top of Masons dick had her feeling some kind of way, but she dared not to get up.

"Only because of you." He smirked lightly and ran his hands up her sides. "Why you dry humping me?" He arched his brow as he watched Miya lower half slowly grind on him.

"I'm not dry humping you, I'm grinding there's a difference. Plus I like the way it feels." Miya shrugged. She sat still and looked down at his area then hers.

"I think you want some dick." Mason flipped the both of them over, so that he was on top and nozzled his head in her neck. His warm breath gave her the chills.

"Nuh uh." Miya opened her legs wide enough so that mason could fit in comfortably.

"Talking about some 'Nuh uh'." Mason chucked as he placed sloppy kisses all over Miya's neck.

She giggled and bit on her lip. Miya body started to heat up as he left love marks all over her neck, normally she wouldn't let him do this but people needed to know that she's his territory. She wanted people to know that no matter how crazy they are, she belongs to him and vise versa.

Mason kissed his way up to her lips and pecked them. Miya licked on her lips and arched her brow.

"How many did you leave?"

"Does it matter? You're mines." Mason arched his brows.

"I guess not." Miya wrapped her arms around his neck as her legs wrapped around his waist.

"That's what I thought."

Miya rolled her eyes at him and sighed lightly. All she wanted was to be fucked at the moment and Mason was kind of ruining it with his slick comments already. "Do not get smart with me."

"Stop with the stink look. It's ruining the mood babygirl." He kissed her lips a few time before she eventually kissed him back.

His kisses were addictive and she had to have more everytime which always lead to something greater. The kiss they were sharing was slow and intense, something she haven't experienced since she was in a relationship with Del'Quan. She really didn't count the females, due to the fact they were never really nothing to her but something to mend her broken heart over the years.

Everything with Mason was always normal or fast pace so this caught her completely off guard. He never took anything slow with her and this actually shocked Miya.

Maybe Mason was trying to change, but for what?

Pushing the thought to the back of her mind, she knew that she was overreacting towards the situation. It's just slow kissing.