Exquisite

Chapter Eighteen

Around twenty minutes after Lena had hung up the phone she was sitting in the middle of her bed with her back against the headboard. She was an idiot. A huge gigantic idiot and she’d be lucky if Mason ever talked to her again. She’d thrown on an oversized shirt, grabbed some water and made her way back to bed. Not being able to go back to sleep she’d switched on some music and was now currently listening to Coldplay. She was miserable. Once again she’d found herself getting to close, feeling to good and so she’d looked for a flimsy excuse to get mad, grabbed it like a life line and had ended up sitting in bed, miserable and alone. Scooting down a little she suddenly heard loud knocking coming from her front door. Her eyes flew to the clock, the read out showed 2.42am. She lay silently willing it to stop but there was no such luck and she knew exactly who it was going to be. Climbing off the bed she slipped her feet into her slippers and ran a hand down her hair. All the while the pounding continued relentlessly. As she came down the small hall she heard.

“Lena! Open this door! We need to talk.”

Groaning she swung the door open and found herself looking right up into the furious face of Mason Langley. “Are you insane?” she hissed at him.

Not bothering to answer he muscled his way into her house. She turned and demanded. “Just what the hell do you think you’re doing? You can’t just go around screaming the neighborhood down at 2.30 in the morning!”

“For god sake shut the door would you.” he grumbled.

“Oh now you’re concerned?”

“Close the damn door!” he shouted and Lena narrowed her eyes and slowly turned shutting the door and locking it with a definitive click.

“Do not yell at me.” she stated through clenched teeth.

She knew she had to stand her ground right now but it was slightly hard to do with an angry wall of male muscle in front of her and here she was in a shirt, panties and some really ugly slippers.

“You’re lucky I haven’t strangled you yet.”

“Look mister, you barged in here not the other way around.” She took a step back when he took a menacing step forward. He was livid. In all the encounters she’d had with him this was the first time she’d seen his easy going demeanor completely slip. His eyes were cold and they narrowed, as his muscles bulged with every breath he took, looking like he was that much closer to exploding. If she was trying to find a plus side, at least he was still talking to her. He leaned down until he was inches from her face and she could smell alcohol on his breath.

“Are you drunk?” she blurted out.

His jaw clenched and he closed his eyes for a moment, muttering something she couldn’t quite understand, then his eyes opened and glared at her. “No I’m not drunk. Although you sure could drive a man to it.” he paused and just as she was about to say something he held a hand up and placed a long finger against her lips. “Shh. You and I need to lay down some ground rules Lena O’Donnell.”

She arched a brow looking at his finger but he just kept it there while continuing to glare her into the door.

“First. You do not get to run away from me anymore. You get to act like the adult you are and actually confront your issues.” He seemed to notice she wanted to say something but he just shook his head at her. “You hung up on me, so obviously you didn’t have anything to say. So right now you can just listen. I don’t know what I said to piss you off tonight but from the short phone call, your highness granted me, I gather you thought I was trying to tell you that my fantasy woman was running around somewhere on the streets of Chicago and that hurt your feelings.”

Lena opened her mouth trying to say anything in her own defense but he just pushed that finger closer against her lips, almost flattening them.

“Second new rule. You don’t get to hang up on me. It’s rude and extremely annoying. It’s a cowards way out and I know you’re braver than that.”

Her eyes narrowed fractionally and he nodded. “That’s right Lena. I’m onto you and all your little quirks. If we’re going to do this, which is what I thought we were trying to do, you need to let me in. I’m sick of walking on egg shells around you and quite frankly I’m tired of being worried I’ll offend you. So suck it up princess. Easy, relaxed Mason is gone. There’ll be no more, ok Lena you just come back when you’re ready.” he paused, removed his finger and stood straight. “Because guess what? I’m ready now.”

Lena stepped around him heading for the couch when she felt his hand grip her arm and spin her back.

She turned on him and lifted her head. “You going to man handle me all night Langley or is this just the pre show?”

Narrowing his eyes he let her go and she made her way over to the couch. She sat down and watched him move to come and stand in front of her. He was fuming mad. She could see the fury bubbling in those eyes and when he stood there silently she tilted her head up . “Are you just going to stand there all night? Or are you going to sit?”

“I’m not a damn dog Lena!”

Trying hard not to grin at that comment, because she knew he would not appreciate it, she bit the inside of her cheek and scooted forward until her butt was on the edge of the couch. Looking up at him she placed her hands on her thighs and nodded. “I agree with you.”

He widened his stance and put his hands on his hips. Did he not realize she was eye line with his very hard erection and all she wanted to do was touch?

“What did you just say?”

Guiltily raising her eyes she felt the heat on her cheeks. “I said I agree with you.”

“Just like that?”

Finally Lena gave in to the urge that was pushing at her. She reached forward and just when her fingers were about to make contact with the front of his pants he reached out quickly and grabbed her wrist. Her eyes snapped up to his and she saw they were burning down at her.

“I asked you a question. It’s rude not to answer.”

Biting her bottom lip Lena shivered at the slow deep voice that had just made it’s way down between her thighs. She felt him tug her arm and she was forced to stand as he pulled her wrist and she fell against him. Craning her neck back she lowered her eyes and took a deep breath in. She could feel his hand grip tighter around her wrist as her breasts rose against their clasped hands.

“Yes. I agree with you. Just like that.”

He leaned down until his mouth was hovering over hers and their eyes were so close it was almost hard to focus.

“You drive me fucking crazy.” and with that he crushed his mouth down onto hers.

Her lips parted against the brutal assault and she almost toppled backwards but his other hand snaked out and wrapped itself around her waist. The grip he had on her wrist kept her close to him but as she felt his tongue dive deep inside her mouth she knew there was not a chance in hell she was going anywhere. Moaning against him she moved up onto her tiptoes pushing her mouth back hard against his. He groaned deep in his throat and released her wrist. Just that quickly Lena felt a fire lick through her veins as she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. His free arm joined the second and came around to crush her in closer. She felt one of his hands reach down and smooth over her shirt that was barely protecting her from his hand being on her panty clad ass then she let out a squeak as he hauled her up and she had no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist. Hitched up against his hips she could feel his erection pressed between her thighs and his hard belly. She moaned against his mouth and gripped his neck tighter as she rocked up against him. He wrenched his head back and looked up at her. He took a deep breath and she watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed.

“If you’re gonna say no. Say it now.”

Lena felt a shiver race down her spine as she spread her fingers at the back of his neck then pushed them up through his hair. He tipped his head back and closed those beautiful blue eyes groaning at the sensation. Then when she gripped the hair tight his eyes flashed open and she smirked at him. “Or else?”

Mason’s fingers clenched on her delectable ass as he tried to get control of his raging hormones. She felt so damn good all pressed up against him she was lucky he could manage to string more than two words together. Then she had to go and throw out a challenge accompanied by a sexy smirk and a little hair tugging. He was so screwed if she said no. Looking up at her he said on a deep breath. “Or else, three year’s of celibacy is about to be over.”

He watched her eyes narrow but this time not in anger. Her eyes narrowed with sensual intent as she leaned down and placed her mouth by his ear. She flicked his lobe with her tongue and whispered. “Yes please.”

Groaning somewhere in the pit of his stomach he managed to make his way to the couch and turn to sit down with her still in his lap. With her now straddling his lap. He was about to reach down and haul her shirt up and off when she placed her hands on his chest and pushed him so he was leaning back against the couch and she was perched on his thighs. Her shirt had ridden up and he could see her blue panties peeking out at him and all he wanted to do was rip them the fuck off.

“Lena.” he warned, not knowing what he was about to do. She ran her hand that was resting on his chest down along his abdomen to stop at the silver buckle on his belt, then her eyes came up to meet his.

“Yes Mason?”

Reaching down to take her wrist again he held it right over his belt. “You sure?”

Leaning forward she pressed her mouth to his and kissed him to within an inch of his sanity. Then she whispered against his lips.“Yes, are you?”

Lena felt the shudder that passed through his body as he held so still she almost didn’t feel him breath. He blinked slowly then when he opened those hot blue eyes a wicked smile appeared on his mouth. He lowered her hand below his belt and pushed her palm up against his hard cock.

“Oh yeah. I’m real sure.”

Lena quickly turned her palm and gripped him through his pants then squeezed. She groaned as she leaned in feeling the pressure of the back of her hand against her own sweet ache that was now turning into an constant throb. His eyes latched onto hers and she was sure her panties should’ve melted away from the sheer heat he was aiming her way. He lifted his hands and dragged them around her hips then under her shirt to the back of her panties. She felt his fingers trace the top of the elastic then all ten of them burrowed in and slid down over her ass to grip a cheek in each hand. She groaned and he was right there to catch it in his mouth. His tongue slipped between her lips and flirted with hers as he pulled her up high and hard against her hand that was wedged against his hardness. Squirming on top of him she sat back and raised her eyes to his then took the hand from behind his neck to reach down and undo the belt, then when that was left undone and hanging apart she unbuckled his pants and unzipped them carefully. Groaning low in his throat he sat leaning back against the couch with his thighs spread wide, his eyes shut, pants undone and his hands inside her panties. He looked like he was either about to be or had been fucked, and to her there’d never been anything sexier. She ran her hand down the open space she’d created over the boxers that were straining to contain him and heard him whisper.

“Jesus Lena.”

Smiling and enjoying her moment of torture a little longer than she should, she pulled his shirt out and started to unbutton it from the bottom up. When she got to the third button from the top she spread the material apart and sat back to look at her handy work.

“Holy shit Langley.”

His eyes opened and focused on her then he gave her the sexiest grin she’d ever seen.

“What doc?”

Licking her top lip, and squirming on his thighs as he squeezed her ass, she whispered. “I think I just came from looking at you.”

A decidedly smug look appeared on his face and she let out a sigh of her own as one of his hands came around the front of her panties then turned and slid down between her thighs. Looking right at her he ran his finger back and forward between her slick folds.

“Not yet but I’d say you’re pretty close.”

Lena felt her eyes slide close as she started to rock against his hand. His other hand gripped her ass and pulled her in up against his arousal. She lowered her head and bit his bottom lip as she let both her hands go down and wedge between their bodies. He groaned when her fingers slipped past the boxers and finally touched bare skin.

Mason wasn’t sure how long he was going to be able to hold on. Her warm little hands had now burrowed down between their tight straining bodies and were stroking his hard cock. He groaned loudly and thrust his hips up pushing himself into her grip. She seemed to get the picture because she wrapped all ten of her fingers around him and squeezed tight. Then as her mouth devoured his she stroked him up and down all the while raising herself on her knees so she could rock on his fingers that were now wet, hot and knuckle deep inside of her. She gasped and let her head fall back crying his name.

“Mason!”

He looked up at her as she tilted her head back down to stare at him. He removed his hands grabbed the hem of her shirt then arched a brow.

“Time for this to go.”

Unfortunately for him she had to remove her hands for him to get rid of her shirt but in the end he figured he benefited from the sacrifice because Dr Lena O’Donnell was now straddling his thighs in nothing but a pair of blue panties. She didn’t give him long to look though because the minute the shirt hit the ground she was back, lips against lips tongue against tongue and those amazing hands down his pants. She moaned and pushed the fabric out of her way gently pulling him up and out of his boxers until she’d freed him. She sat back her bare breasts like an invitation but she wasn’t in the mood for slow she was in the mood for fast and if he were being honest he could get to those beauties later.

Right now what he wanted was right, “There.” he moaned running his fingers across her cotton covered mound.

She groaned and pushed against his fingers as she stroked him in her hands. Her eyes were running all over him and she looked like she was ready to eat every little inch of him.

“I want in there.” he whispered and her eyes closed as he slipped his finger in the leg of her panties and ran a finger across her wet clit.

“Fuck me.” she moaned falling forward and resting her hands against the back of the couch. Her hips ground down and his hips thrust up as he whispered across her mouth.

“Well that was the plan.” he paused then bit her lip until her eyes opened. When they were locked with his he finished, “But since you’re on top maybe you should do the honors.”

Looking down between their bodies she took one hand off the back of the couch and gripped his throbbing cock at the base. Groaning deep and low in the back of his throat, her eyes moved back to him and she smiled in a way that told him she knew what he wanted and only she could give it to him, she had that fucking right.

Never taking his eyes from her he pulled the leg of the panties to the side and licked his lips. She raised up on her knees putting her breasts right in front of his mouth. He couldn’t help but flick his tongue across one of the swollen red tips and he was glad that when he did he felt her thighs clench and her breath suck in. Gripping him tight she started to lower down and he felt her warm wet juices kiss the head of his aching cock and right before he lost his mind he remembered to ask.

“Lena?”

Her eyes blinked through the sensual haze she was in and he watched as they focused on him. She rocked her hips back and forward dragging him through her wetness and teasing herself.

“Yeah?” she panted.

Closing his eyes for a minute he calmed himself enough to ask.“Do I need to get protection, there’s one in my wallet.”

Grinning down at him she stroked his cock through her folds one last time and whispered against his mouth, “Only if you want to but I’m on the pill. It regulates me. So it’s up to you.”

She choose right then to squeeze him and leaned down and whispered in his ear, “But I’d love to feel you hot and hard inside of me.”

Groaning at that he pushed his hips up and nodded his answer as he pulled her down, finally impaling her on his aching cock.

Moaning loudly Lena let out a deep breath as she felt Mason slide deep inside her. His hands were on her hips and hers were now resting on his chest. Her eyes flicked open to look at him as he sat dead still except for the throb that was thrumming deep inside her like a second heartbeat. She tipped her head back letting her hair fall down and watched his eyes rove over her.

“You’re so beautiful Lena.” His hips twitched and he moved a little and she gasped and clamped her legs tight against his thighs. “Trust me, you’re definitely a fantasy.”

Smiling down at him she rocked forward once and he groaned harshly in his throat and she noticed a vein at the side of his neck throb. His eyelids lowered and he watched her through lust filled eyes. Gripping the couch tight behind him she rocked again and when his hands came up to grip her hips to get her to move she moaned and placed her mouth by his ear.

“God!” she groaned and rocked her hips in against his pelvis riding his cock up and down and progressively getting faster with each thrust. His fingers gripped an ass cheek each and started to pull her up and down as she held onto the couch and let her head fall back enjoying getting pounded at from below. Feeling his big arms hauling her up and down, then looking at the muscles of his abdomen ripple with each thrust into her, she gritted her teeth bared down and rubbed her clit on his pelvis screaming his name as an orgasm tore through her. He held tight and thrust once more up into the tight grip of her wet core and wrapped his arms around her back as he released all his earlier anger and now all of his pent up desire into this sexy woman.

Lena was slumped forward with her head resting in the crook of Mason’s shoulder, as they recovered on the couch. She could feel him taking slow deep breaths, in then out. Smiling to herself she reached up and placed a hand over his heart feeling it pulse against her and for the first time in nine years she felt utterly content.

“The picture in your room, that’s your sister Carly, isn’t it?”

Lena circled a finger around his chest and nodded, “Yes. It was taken the night of the accident. Mom had wanted to update her photos.”

She felt his warm hand pull her in closer to him. She pressed herself up against his side as he moved to lay them down. She looked up at him as he smiled slowly down at her.

“I have never felt anything as amazing as I just felt inside you.”

She scooted up a little and kissed him on the chin. “And you felt amazing in there.” she paused then she whispered. “Thank you.”

“For what?” he asked softly stroking a big hand down her back.

“For making me so happy. For coming over and yelling at me tonight.” she said grinning at him.

“Hey I was being assertive, not yelling.”

“You were yelling Langley. You were mad.”

He swatted her on the ass then chuckled, “I was mad.” He paused then flipped her so her back was flat on the couch and he was propped up over her. “When you hung up on me I even threw my phone.”

Lena bit her bottom lip and winced a little. “Did it break?”

He shook his head and leaned down pressing a kiss to her nose. “No but my temper finally broke. I don’t know what happened to me. All I knew was that I needed to get over here and make you see how wrong you were.”

She brought her hand up and cupped his cheek leaning up to press a kiss to his mouth. “You did.”

“So you’ll stop running and talk to me when there’s a problem?”

Nodding Lena lay her head back down then raised her eyes to him as she rubbed up against him. “There’s one immediate problem I feel that needs rectifying.”

Grinning he pushed his hard erection up against her and raised a brow.“Is there?”

She reached down between their bodies and took him in her hands squeezing him gently.

“Oh yeah.” she moaned and smiled as he proceeded to rectify the problem.