Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 93751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 313(@300wpm)
She stopped just inside the door. The moon was high in the sky, casting the room in a silvery glow. Mason lay on his back, the sheets covering only his lower half, his broad chest bare.
“Are you asleep?” she whispered.
He turned his head toward her and held out his arms.
She came closer, heart beating high in her throat.
“I was hoping you would come,” he murmured.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she said.
“Come lie with me. I’ll rock you to sleep.”
Before she could overthink it, Hannah reached for the hem of her nightgown, drew it over her head and tossed it aside. Cautiously, she lay down beside him.
He reached for her, pulling her gently into his arms.
“Hannah,” he breathed, his voice hushed and intimate, as if she were something sacred.
For the first time in a very long time, she relaxed fully, letting him enfold her in his strong, safe embrace. With a contented sigh, she rested her cheek against his chest and closed her eyes.
She fell instantly asleep, not moving until the sun rose.
Chapter 32
Mason opened his eyes, something pulling him from a very hot, sexy dream. The sky outside was splashed with pale gold and pink. For a moment he had no idea where he was, or who was in bed with him.
As his brain clicked on, he glanced down at the lovely woman beside him. She was covering his chest in tiny kisses, her hand stroking his abdomen in widening circles toward his groin. Her body was warm against his, her bare breasts brushing his skin as she moved.
When her hand wrapped around his rock-hard morning erection, he couldn’t quite stifle a groan. His natural impulse was to guide her head down and command her to take him deep into her throat. He held himself firmly in check.
She was no longer his to command and train. The rules were different now. Or rather, they hadn’t yet been rewritten between them. While he was certain Hannah was indeed a submissive with a deep masochistic streak, he didn’t want to risk ruining the moment by going all Dom on her. So he remained quiet and still—as still as he could with those perfect fingers stroking his cock and balls.
But when her mouth closed over his shaft, he couldn’t contain the moan that was pulled from deep inside him. He buried his fingers in her thick, soft hair as his breath quickened. He tightened his grip in her hair as pleasure threatened to engulf him.
All at once, she pulled away from him and lifted her head. Her eyes were bright, her lips wet and shiny. None of the hesitation or timidity he’d seen before remained in her expression. A small, knowing smile ghosted her lips. She had him completely in her thrall and she knew it.
“I want you, Sir,” she said in a sexy, throaty voice. Her use of the honorific thrilled the Dom in him.
“I want you, too, Hannah. Very, very much.”
Then a little worry line appeared between her brows. “But I’m scared,” she whispered, suddenly looking so vulnerable and sweet it was all he could do not to scoop her into his arms, his raging erection notwithstanding.
“What are you scared of, Hannah?” he asked gently.
“This,” she said, curling her fingers once more around his throbbing shaft. “It’s so big. And anyway, I’m not on birth control, so…”
To his dismay, she let go of his cock and flopped down next to him in the bed. He kept his disappointment to himself, aware she was like a wild animal just then, one who might flee if he made any sudden moves.
Keeping his voice light and soothing, Mason offered, “We can take it very slowly. I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He gestured with his chin toward the night table where he’d placed several condoms the night before, just in case. “And I have a lubricated condom.” Not that she’d need additional lubrication if he had anything to do with it.
Hannah barked a nervous laugh. “Boy Scout is right.”
He smiled, stroking her soft cheek until she calmed. Lifting himself on an elbow, he leaned over her and gently sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Encouraged by her soft, sexy sigh, he flicked the nubbin with his tongue and then lightly bit down. Her gasp was like fingers on his cock. He did the same to her other nipple, licking, sucking and nudging with his teeth until she moaned.
Mason released her breasts and trailed his tongue down her abdomen. When he reached the soft mound of her mons, he half expected her to slam her thighs together. To his delight, she let them fall open. The spicy-sweet scent of her arousal drove him nearly wild. Shifting quickly before she could change her mind, he slid down between her legs. Gripping each thigh, he held her open as he licked and kissed the soft, delicate folds of her sex.