Return to Her by Alexandra O'Hurley Page B

to him in spades, if he’d let her. “This feels
like a dream. I’m scared I’ll close my eyes and you won’t be there
when I open them.”
    “ I’m here, sweet. Right
where I want to be.” He kissed her again, greedier than the
last.
    After their time apart, she matched
his ardor, kissing him with equal fire. His hands gripped her ass,
pulling her closer. He’d already driven her insane with his lusty,
secret touches and now she was nearing the edge.
    Cassie reached down to grab his shaft
through his shorts, stroking the length through the material. She
looked over her shoulder and could see no one, but the possibility
of being caught only heightened her frenzy.
    Mason moved his hips, thrusting
against her touch, a low growl coming up from his throat. He pushed
her shorts to the side, exposing some of her pussy. She gasped as
he slid two fingers inside her, testing her.
    “ So wet,” he whispered
against her lips. “I can’t wait for fireworks. Let’s go
home.”
    “ No,” she answered. “No
one can see us.”
    Mason looked over his shoulder and
then back at her. “Are you sure? I don’t have any
protection.”
    “ I went back on the pill,”
she said. “Three months ago, in anticipation of your
return.”
    A rush of air left his lungs. “I was
tested before I left, and I’m clean.”
    “ Same here,” she
whispered.
    Mason’s chest shuddered. “I’m at my
limits,” he whispered, pain in his voice.
    She knew what he was trying to say. It
had been too long for them both. This would be hot and fast. “We
have all the time we need for slow and seductive later. I just need
you now, Mason. Fuck me.”
    Cassie tugged his shorts down around
his hips and drew his hard cock out of hiding. She stroked the
length, the fiery heat making her head spin. Mason yanked on her
shorts, pulling them down to her knees.
    “ Step out,” he
whispered.
    Unsure, she paused for a moment, but
did it anyway. If anyone found them, there would be no denying what
they’d done with her half-dressed. Her nipples beaded even tighter
in the cool night air, excitement coursing through her veins. The
same chill rushed over her pussy, only covered in a scrap of
lace.
    Before he ripped them off
her.
    The rending of fabric seemed too loud,
but the first of the fireworks went off a second after. The show
would garner everyone’s attention and drown out the sounds they’d
make. Perfect timing.
    Mason appeared to be thinking the
same, from the smile she thought she saw on his lips. She noted the
low light shine off his very white teeth before he lifted her
slightly. Cassie wrapped her legs about his waist as he angled his
cock against her entrance.
    He slid into her as a loud crack rent
the air. Colored light glistened through the needles of the
evergreens as Cassie gazed over Mason’s shoulder. When he pushed
tighter, she could see the fireworks above them, the sparkles
dancing against the star-strewn sky.
    Mason seemed impossibly thick inside
her. After a year without sex, her body had appeared to forget the
feel of him surging inside her. She was tight around his girth, the
sensation of his cock stretching her made her moan louder than
she’d intended. Luckily the noise was masked by the festivities
outside, leaving her free to voice the passions she wanted
to.
    He felt so good inside her, his thick
cock impaling deep within her core. Up against the wall, she could
move less, so she clung to him and let him thrust within her
depths.
    The mating was fast, frenzied. He was
needful and she wanted to give him the succor he desired. Mason was
a wild man, thrusting quickly as his kisses became frenzied. Still,
he wasn’t too rough, nor did he hurt her. He kept his lusts in
check, giving them both what they needed.
    His pelvic bone brushed against her
clit in the position they were in. The friction was delicious, and
when she felt his fingers pressing the tight pearl, she shuddered
in his arms. Mason’s muscled chest rubbed against her