Page 34 of Beautiful Disaster

He blows on me again in response. I huff at him, and he chuckles. It’s low and rumbly, going straight to my nuts.

When he plants his lips squarely on my hole and kisses it, I know he’s done. I want to whine, but I’m so fucking relaxed. He helps ease my legs down, and I just lie there, my ass still tingling with his phantom tongue.

Mason reaches for the condom and hands it to me. “Roll it on me. When you’re finished, I want you to pull your legs back for me again.”

“Don’t you want me on my stomach?”

“Is that how they always fucked you?”

I nod.

“Then, no. This isn’t a fuck.”

I swallow the lump in my throat and tear open the condom with my teeth. I take it out and place it on the head of his cock, and roll it down, making sure to stroke and squeeze as I do.

Mason hands me a wipe, and I clean my hands. He takes it from me and tosses it in the trash can near his bed, then he pours some lube into his hand. I lie back and spread myself open for him again.

“How many years has it been since anyone’s been inside you?”

“Uhm, two summers ago.”

“Your body will remember.”

“I… don’t want to remember that.”

“No, your body will respond to me.”

I don’t know what to say, so I just watch him as he focuses on my ass again and eases in the first finger. I close my eyes and try not to get lost in my past. It was rare for anyone to work me open, so I’m okay so far.

Mason’s fingers are as practiced as his tongue and mouth. He finds my prostate and massages it as he gets me to relax. My muscles are pretty loose now. Soon, he has two fingers inside me, making my dick leak all over me. My mind is clear again. I don’t know how he has me focused solely on what he’s doing, but whatever it is works.

“How are you doing, Jinx?”

“Good. Mind so fucking clear.”

He leans forward and kisses the back of my thigh. It’s such a sweet response, and I’m not sure what to make of it.

By the third finger, he’s done and pulls out of me.

Like before, he rests his hands on either side of me and hovers there, forcing me to look up at him. His dark waves spill onto his face, looking like a sex god. He’s definitely one of those tall, dark, and handsome types.

“You have a choice. I can either make love to you while you’re on your back, or you can ride me, which will give you full control over the sex.”

“Uhm…” God, choices are hard. “Ah, I think… I think I’d like to be on my back.”

“You sure?”

I nod with more confidence than I feel. “Yeah.”

Mason scans my face to check for lies, I guess.

“Okay, keep your legs back. As soon as I’m inside, you can set them down.”

Once more, he hovers over me, one hand wrapped around his cock. “Are you ready for me?”

I quickly nod. “Ready…”

“Tell me to stop at any time you’re uncomfortable or triggered.”