Heartbreaker

Chapter 4

Alexandra's POV

I opened my eyes and felt something touching me. I turned around and nearly screamed. How the hell did I end up in bed with Mason? Did I drink more than I remembered? Did we sleep together? I pulled away gently trying not to wake him and walked into the master bath. There were mirrors surrounding the whole room with a huge walk in shower and a square jet tub. I honestly never seen such a beautiful bathroom. My bathroom in my penthouse is beautiful but this is the best I've ever seen. White granite countertops with contrasting black cabinets. The black tile was gorgeous as well.
I went up to the left sink in the bathroom and looked at my reflection. My hair was a hot mess with huge knots and tangles all over. My eyeliner was barely visible anymore and my mascara smeared all around my eyes. My lipstick was smeared around my lips but that was probably from our make out session last night.
That kiss he gave me was incredible. The best kiss I've ever had in my life. I touched my lips and remembered how good it felt having his lips on me. I noticed a mark on my neck as I was looking at my lips.
This motherfucker left me a hickey
I absolutely hated hickeys but the thought of him doing it just turned me on. What the fuck is wrong with me? I looked down at my dress which was still on and so were my panties so I doubt we had sex last night.
Thank god
I wondered what he would feel like inside me but shook that thought immediately because I will not let it happen. I rinsed my face with some water and took some deep breaths; you got this, Alexandra.
I must have stood there longer than I thought because when I went back into his bedroom he was gone. Where the hell did he go? I walked down the spiral staircase and spotted him over in the kitchen shirtless making breakfast. I couldn't focus on what he was making because his bare chest looked delicious. How could someone so awful be so fucking sexy?
"Good morning fireball," he smiled looking up at me.
Fireball? Did he forget my name?
"My name is Alexandra," I said squinting my eyes.
"I know," he chuckled. "I thought you'd be hungry so I made us breakfast."
I looked at the food in front of him there was eggs, sausage, and he was currently making pancakes. It smelled delicious; my stomach started to growl.
"So what happened last night?" I asked.
"You fell asleep while watching The Wedding Singer and so I carried you up to bed," he said with a smile. " I wanted to make sure you were comfortable. Although I don't think the dress was comfortable to sleep in."
His eyes grew dark as he looked me up and down. I wanted to go over and kiss him all over. I wondered what his cum tasted like.
I shook my head to get out of my daze and seen him looking at me with a grin.
"Like what you see?" He asked.
"What? No I was just thinking about work but I remembered it's a Saturday," I stuttered.
I walked over to his island where he was cooking and sat on one of the stools. He was directly across from me. He finished making the pancakes in silence then he made us both a plate and placed mine in front of me.
I took a bite of the pancakes and couldn't stop myself from stuffing more and more in my mouth; it tasted amazing. Mason was watching me with an amused expression.
"Is it good?" He chuckled.
"Good? No it's fucking amazing."
"Why thank you,fireball," he said with a satisfied smile.
He came over and sat next to me to eat his food. I finished my food before he did and decided I should clean up. I began by putting all the leftovers in containers and then put all the pans and my plate in the sink. I washed everything and then cleaned the sink. After I was done I grabbed some disinfectant spray I found from under the sink and sprayed it on the countertops. I looked over at Mason while I was wiping everything he seemed surprised that I was cleaning up.
"You didn't have to do that; you're my guest," he said.
"It's the least I could do," I said.
He walked over to me and put his arms around my waist. I couldn't help but get lost in his blue eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck trying not to show how much he's affecting me. He rested his forehead onto mine and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath and held me tighter.
"How did you sleep last night?" He asked after several seconds of silence.
"I slept okay," I said even though it was better than okay; it was amazing sleeping next to him.
"Good," he said inhaling deeply.
He kissed the corner of my mouth and began to pull away. I grabbed his cheeks and pulled his lips to mine. I deepened the kiss causing him to groan and pick me up. He placed me onto the counter and continued to make out with me. I couldn't help myself; I needed to feel all over him. I began kissing his chest. He had his hands gripping my thighs and I could feel how hard he was.
You can not sleep with him, Alex. You have a job to do.
At this point I didn't care. I jumped off the counter and continued to kiss down his stomach. I needed to feel him in some way. I pulled his gray sweatpants down and began stroking his cock with my hands. He was a lot larger than I thought he'd be. I pulled him into my mouth and began sucking. I couldn't get enough I wanted all of him. I began gagging as I shoved all of it into my mouth. His moans only encouraged me to keep going faster and deeper.
"Damn, fireball," he moaned.
I couldn't help but smirk; I loved that I was causing him to act like this. He grabbed a handful of my hair and started pulling it. I felt his dick pulsing on my tongue. Why does he taste so good? He began to tense; I could tell he was close.
"Fuck, baby," he moaned. "I'm gonna cum. You might want to pull away before I cum in your mouth."
I quickened my pace and he tightened his grip on the back of my head. I started to feel him come undone. His warm fluid flooded my mouth; I swallowed every single drop of it. After he finished I stood up to look him in the eyes.
"You are incredible," he chuckled.
"Why thank you sir," I said with a smirk.
I don't know why I did it and truthfully that was the first time I've ever done that. I didn't think I'd enjoy it as much as I did; feeling him come undone was the best feeling in the world. I didn't know what all this meant but it doesn't even matter. I have a job to get done and no little feelings is going to get in the way of that.
Mason Johnson is going down.