Mason Read online Michelle Heard (Trinity Academy #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Billionaire, New Adult, Romance, Young Adult Tags Authors: Series: Trinity Academy Series by Michelle Heard
Advertisement

Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63761 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
<<<<2737454647484957>65
Advertisement


I lower my eyes to where he’s touching me, and I watch as he begins to caress my body as if he’s trying to memorize the feel of it.

He leans forward and presses a kiss to my stomach, then another to the swell of my breast over my heart. Lying down on my right, he whispers, “Turn on your side with your back to me.”

Okay?

I do as he asks, and he pushes his arm in under my head while pulling me back against his body.

“Are we seriously going to take a nap now?” I ask, but then my eyes widen, as his right hand slips around my front and he cups me between my legs. “Oh…” He presses a kiss to my shoulder, and another beneath my ear before he lightly bites my earlobe. “Ohh…”

He pushes a finger inside me but then pulls it back out only to rub circles around my opening.

“Love how wet you are for me, Hunt.”

“So, take the damn plunge already,” I growl when he keeps rubbing all around, except for where I want him.

He chuckles and brushes his lips over my neck, then his voice rumbles, “You want me to thrust my finger inside you?”

My breaths come faster, and I have to swallow the urgent need down. “Desperately.”

“Mmmh,” he hums against my skin. “Not desperate enough.”

I move my hands down but the instant I touch his wrist, he growls, “No, Hunt. Bring your hands up.”

“This is torture,” I groan.

He chuckles. “Exactly.”

Mason

Her body begins to writhe against mine, but I keep the pressure even as I purposely avoid her clit and opening.

“Mace,” she gasps, fisting the covers with her left hand while reaching back with her right, and grabbing hold of my hair. “I’m about to reach DEFCON one, and you’ll lose your hair,” she threatens me.

“So, you’re still at level two?” I tease, and then I slightly dip my finger inside of her again.

“Was.” She gasps for air and grinds her ass against my cock while she tightens her fist in my hair. “One… crap… definitely one.”

My eyes drift over her body, and fuck, it’s a breathtaking sight. I push my finger inside her as my eyes return to her parted lips. I watch as the breaths explode from her, and when I flatten my palm against her clit, she arches into me as a moan escapes her.

Her body convulses as the orgasm hits, and I push my finger in as far as I can, then curl it.

“Shit,” she gasps, and her body tightens, and she stops breathing for a second, looking like an angel suspended in a moment of ecstasy.

Pulling my hand away, I bring it to my cock and pushing her more onto her stomach, I force her legs open with mine. I press a kiss to her shoulder blade as I position myself at her entrance, and then grab hold of her hip as I thrust inside of her.

She lets out another gasp, tightening her grip on the covers. I pull my arm from under her head and brace myself on my elbow as I pull out, then drive back inside of her.

When she comes down from her orgasm, and her ass begins to grind against me again, I move my hand back between her legs, and rub her clit, increasing the pressure on it every time I thrust inside her.

“I can’t,” she whispers breathlessly. “Too intense.”

I press a kiss against her shoulder again, then bite her lightly. My hips keep moving, driving into her harder and faster as I feel my own orgasm build.

“Mason,” she moans. “I…”

I pinch her clit as I thrust hard into her until my pelvis is flush with her ass. Pleasure rushes over my body, and it forces my hips to move. The sound of our skin connecting mixes with Kingsley’s cry as she orgasms again, and the sound makes me slam inside of her until her breaths are nothing but gasps and moans.

My body shudders against her as I empty myself inside her, and only then do I let go of her clit. I bring my hand to her breast, and cupping it, I press breathless kisses over her shoulder and neck while my movements slow down to lazy plunges as we both come down from our highs.

When she finally catches her breath, she says, “I think you broke my vagina.”

I begin to laugh and quickly pull out of her. “I’m going to take that as a compliment.”

I turn her over onto her back and press a kiss to her mouth. Lifting my head, our eyes meet, and it feels like a tender moment passes between us.

It’s something I haven’t felt before.

It makes my feelings of protectiveness for this woman spread to my heart. I want to be the only one to hold her, to kiss her, to fuck her.


Advertisement

<<<<2737454647484957>65

Advertisement