All For You (Rocktown Ink #5) Sherilee Gray (best memoirs of all time .TXT) 📖

had, right? I’d taken things to a place he didn’t want to go and he was trying to steer us back before I did or said something that would make this end.

Which was good, because it was all I’d ever let myself have. He watched me closely, waiting for my decision, giving me an out if I wanted one.

I didn’t.

Chapter Thirteen

Mase

The almost flesh-colored scrap of fabric Trixie wore left nothing to the imagination. She was naked under that dress, there was no missing it, and the idea that Brick had seen her like this, had seen my girl like this, did not make me happy.

The soft fabric was molded to her, clinging to her nipples, her belly, her thighs. My gaze slid back to hers and sparks snapped and crackled between us. It was always like that. When I was with Trixie, we were either butting heads or fucking. And everything she just said was twisting and curling, knotting inside me.

I didn’t want to think about her with another man, not ever, and she thought I wasn’t capable of having any kind of feelings for her beyond lust? Christ, she couldn’t be more wrong. I felt too fucking much where this woman was concerned. But I couldn’t tell her that because it was pointless. I’d never be what she needed, and the fiery, but yeah, terrified woman standing in front of me would run away if I even tried to explain.

So I’d show her, if she’d let me.

I’d give it to her in a way that was safe for both of us.

But considering she still hadn’t replied, I didn’t like my chances. “Trixie?” Fear that she would reject me, that she might not want me anymore, made my voice rough as hell.

Her gaze locked on mine, and she bit her lip, then turned, facing the table…and bent over.

I drew in a shuddering breath, and planting my hands on my hips, took a minute to get my shit together as relief washed through me. I wasn’t sure what I would have done if she’d told me to leave, if she ended it now. I wasn’t ready to let her go, not yet.

I moved up behind her, unable to keep my hands off her another moment. I didn’t speak, I couldn’t right then, instead I fisted her dress at her hips and tugged it up, revealing her gorgeous bare ass.

I froze.

Fuck me.

Her inner thighs were slick. With a groan, I gripped her cheeks, massaging them, spreading them, letting my rough palms graze her flesh, turning the pale skin pink.

Leaning over her back, I nipped her ear, and though I couldn’t even begin to explain what she did to me or how I felt about her, I couldn’t let what she said go unanswered. “Just so you know, what you and I are doing here, what’s between us, it can’t be compared to other relationships, casual or otherwise. It sure as fuck isn’t just sex. I care about you, Trixie. What we have is volatile and intense. Christ, woman, it’s fire. You keep trying to define it, but it’s undefinable.” I nuzzled her neck and pressed my stiff trouser-covered dick against her ass. “You need to stop trying, kitten. All we can do is ride this wave till the end, because I can’t walk way, not yet, and I don’t think you can either. Am I right?”

Her head was to the side and she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, and when they opened they were bright green. “Yes.”

Another wave of relief. She was mine, for now she was still mine.

I kissed my way down her neck and across her shoulders as I shoved her dress higher and ran my hands over her smooth skin, kissing her hips and down to her ass. “You’re so beautiful, Trixie.” I groaned and dropped to my knees. “Jesus, look at you. This is what we do to each other. Fuck, kitten, you’re so wet, and I’ve been hard all day thinking about you. Spread wider for me…that’s my girl.”

I slid two fingers through her folds, then back to tease her opening. Gripping an ass cheek, I spread her, unable to wait a moment more, and buried my mouth against her pussy. Trixie cried out, pushing back.

“Don’t move,” I rasped. “You will let me eat this perfect pussy until you’re dripping, until you’re begging for a hard, wild fuck. But I get to say how and when you come, kitten, remember?”

She whimpered and nodded, but I didn’t give her a chance to answer before I buried my face against her ass, licking her, while I slid two fingers inside her. She jolted, another cry escaping.

She’d assumed I’d make her wait. Not this time.

I finger fucked her, fast and deep, while I licked and sucked her sweet little asshole. Her legs shook, and her fingers curled around the edge of the table, hanging on tight.

“Mason…oh god…oh god.”

“How many times do you think I can get you to come for me, kitten?”

She writhed against the table, shaking as her cries grew in intensity, the sounds she made were almost desperate, nothing I’d ever heard from her before. Watching her like this…fuck, my cock was close to bursting through my goddamn zipper.

She stiffened and screamed, her pussy clamping down on my fingers a moment before she fucking squirted all over my hand. I almost came in my pants. Pulling my fingers free, I pressed my mouth against her, shoving my tongue deep, licking and sucking as I squeezed my dick hard through my pants so I didn’t blow.

She lay limp over the table as aftershocks moved through her, making her jolt and tremble. I pressed kisses to her gorgeous ass and slid my fingers through her folds again, finding her clit, gliding over it.

“First time that ever happened?” I growled.

She trembled harder. “Y-yes.”

“Good.” And I didn’t even try to hide how much I loved that I was the only one who’d done that for her. “Now you’re