Page 11 of Revived My Heart

“I want to kiss you so damn bad, but you seemed like the type to not want it. So, I didn’t push. But believe me, I’ve spent many waking moments thinking of your lips.”

My eyes dropped down to the object I was discussing. His head descended and his lips crashed against mine.

I never thought, in my life, I would ever thank alcohol for making someone so free, but I am right now. Because there is no doubt in my mind that if we weren’t drinking, we wouldn’t be here. Not that we were falling over drunk, but we sure weren’t sober enough, that’s for damn sure.

But whatever the case was, I was going to stand here and enjoy those wonderful lips against mine because this kiss blew any I had out of the water.

Even his tongue against mine was something I hadn’t experienced. It was electric, and erotic, and it sent all kinds of shock waves right down to my stomach, then onto my core, making me clench my thighs together.

He was tormenting me and I was here for it.

I slid my hands into the back of his hair, tugging the locks as the kiss deepened and I knew, I just fucking knew in my gut and in my whole being, I was so royally fucked when this man came to his senses. Because I was so worried he was going to push me away and I felt like my heart just couldn’t take that kind of pain.

But for tonight, I was going to enjoy everything.

And when his hands traveled over my back and down to cup my ass, hauling me up against him, I vowed I would worry about the pain later.

I was soaking it up right now.

Chapter 6

~ Mason~

I wasn’t nearly as drunk as I wanted to be.

Don’t get me wrong, my eyesight was a little blurry, but all my inhibitions were gone, and I was going after the one thing I wanted without feeling guilty. Would that come later?

Probably.

But right now, I wanted this woman in my arms, and I was determined to have her.

When I grabbed her ass and lifted her, fuck it felt so perfect.

I kissed down her neck as I took her to the room before dropping her on the bed. She squealed but laughed, making me grin at her playful nature.

I enjoyed lots of the things in the bedroom, but I also liked to tease and make my ladies laugh. It seemed to add to everything, and no one I had been with seemed to complain.

“Well, since you have me on my back, what’s the game plan?”

“To make you scream,” I told her simply, running my hands over her jean clad legs. “Think you’re ready for that?”

“I know I am. Show me what you got.”

I smirked as I went for the death touch, my hand between her legs, my fingers rubbing her pussy through her jeans.

She gasped, her eyes opening wide.

“Shit, Mason,” she moaned, her head falling back on the bed. “Let me get undressed.”

“Oh no, we do this my way right now.”

I laid beside her, rubbing harder and harder against that bundle of nerves. Even through the thick material, I could feel her heat, could feel how wet she was, and hell, that turned me on even more.

“I want your panties to be soaked with all that wonderful pussy juice,” I growled against her ear, making her scream as she came.

“Mason,” she whined, clamping her legs shut around my hand but I shook my head, forcing her open once more. With ease, I undressed her, tossing the clothing on the floor. But when I got to her jeans, I slowly took them off, letting the smell of her sex coat the room.

And boy did it fucking do it.