Free Mason: Inked Reapers MC by Heather West Page A

wait.
     
                  “If I don’t get to fuck you there, you have to give me something else.” I ran my fingertips over each cheek, digging my nails in when she didn’t respond right away.
     
                  “A spanking?” Barely audible. I laughed.
     
                  “No. I think you want a spanking. You like my hand slapping your ass. Something else.” I slid two fingers into her wet entrance. I heard her swallow, felt the heated passage clench around my fingers. “Answers. You’ll answer my questions after, yes?” I moved my fingers inside, pushing in and pulling out.  Her back arched, her ass pushed higher in the air as she tried to take more of my fingers inside.
     
                  “Yes. Mason.” She nodded.
     
                  “Arch that back,” I gave her a quick slap on her ass. No more hesitation, she arched, pushing her ass even further. I pulled my fingers out and looked at her.  She looked so exposed, so open for me. The lips of her pussy had parted, showing off the glistening pussy that awaited me.
     
                  I moved to my knees, positioned behind her. With my hands gripping her waist, I pressed the head of my cock against her opening. She groaned when I stopped and rubbed her ass more with my hands. “Patience.” I slapped her hip.  Easily I slid into, slowly pushing until I was fully seated inside of her. We both groaned at the same time. Still so fucking tight.
     
                  I rubbed her clit with one hand, startling her at first with my touch, and the other found her nipple, drawing a deep groan from her. “That’s it. Good girl.” I whispered when she started to move her hips and fuck me. “Keep that up. Good.”
     
                  The sounds of slapping flesh filled the room as she moved back against me and I thrust forward to meet her. It was a carnal fucking. No gentleness, no soft touches.  When I pinched her nipple, she bucked against me harder. I nearly came just from her lustful sounds alone. “God, Mason! Please.” She looked over her shoulder at me, and I rubbed her clit even harder. Her eyes rolled back, her lids clenched closed.
     
                  “Come for me, Lucy. Come while I’m fucking you from behind, with my hands pinching you. The pleasure. The pain. You don’ know where one starts and the other begins.” I fucked her harder, pinched her clit with more force. “Come now, Lucy. Now.”
     
                  I increased the pressure on her nipple as she pushed off her hands, leaning back against me as I continued to fuck her.  Her pussy clenched around me, milking me, as she screamed into the room. I released her nipple and clit, sending her into another spiral.  This time, I let her drag me with her. I pressed the flat of my hand to her back, pushing her back onto the bed as I found my release.  My dick pulsated inside of her, the intensity stole my breath. When it finally subsided, I felt empty.
     
                  “Fuck.” I growled as I moved from the bed, leaving her to curl into a ball. I stared at her, at the beautifulness that was this girl.  She looked up at me with those pretty doe eyes of hers, a question on her lips. “Fuck.” I said again and went to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. When would I get enough of her?
     
                  I ran water over my face in her bathroom, wiping my face on her towels. Everything smelled like her. Clean and pure. Nothing like me. Fuck! 
     
                  When I got back to her room, she’d redressed. “What are you doing?”
     
                  “I have to finish my shift.” She nodded to the door. “Uh, I need..well…” Her face reddened as she tried to get out a question.
     
                  “What is it, babe?” I pulled her into my arms, pressing her face into my chest. Damn