Laina We stopped for booze at a store down the street from Mason’s house. While we were there, I picked up Tylenol in case Mason ran out soon along with some bandages. I’d noticed Mason’s split knuckles in the car and wanted to wrap them for him. I was sure Benji and Rick would have the same problem—among others. Benji most of all. Afterward, we got back into the car and finished the drive home. The lights were on, and the Jeep was in the driveway when we got back to Mason’s. We went inside and found the others in the living room. Benji was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed. He had an ice pack over his swollen eye but cracked open his good one when he heard us come in. “What took you two so long?” he asked sharply. Rick stood up from his place on the opposite sofa beside Ginny and took one of the bags from Mason’s hand. He peered into it and pulled out a bottle of tequila while saying, “I bet they were, you know, celebrating.”
MasonMy hangover wasn’t as bad as I’d been expecting when I woke up on Sunday morning. Laina was asleep beside me, curled up on her side facing the window. She had the blankets all wrapped up around her legs to such an extent that I had no idea where she ended and the blankets began. Getting out of bed would be difficult for her. I didn’t want to wake her. She’d had a long night, having had to deal with Sid, watch her brother get his ass kicked, and handle the adrenaline rush of waiting for me to cross the finish line. It was a lot of stress for a person to bear, and she never showed a single crack in her foundation. Well. Maybe a little. But I couldn’t blame her for that. We’d all cut loose after really getting into the tequila last night. Before I knew it, the stereo was cranked and both Laina and Ginny were dancing in my living room while the three of us boys drank and talked about cars. Of course, I was only indulging Benji in the c
Mason “Sorry?” she asked. Ginny was smiling beside her, already catching on to what I was doing. “Go put it on. I’d like to take you out for dinner.” Benji groaned from where he was draped over the sofa. “The hits just keep coming.” Rick laughed at Laina’s brother’s expense and told him to shut up. “You’re ruining the moment.” “So what do you say?” I asked Laina, who had turned the brightest shade of pink I had ever seen on a woman before. It was adorable. She nodded. “I would love that. Just give me some time to get ready, okay? Gin, you want to get ready with me?” “Of course I do,” Ginny gushed. Both women hurried up the stairs to my bedroom, where we could hear their giggling for the next half hour as Laina got ready. Benji never said anything besides his one comment about me asking his sister out formally, and I knew he would get past it. He had to because I wasn’t going to
LainaMason was watching me as I put the seat belt on and gripped the steering wheel. I stretched out my left foot to find the clutch, which I couldn’t push down all the way due to my and Mason’s height difference. “I don’t mind if you adjust the seat,” he said. “Good,” I said loftily, reaching down under the seat to pull the lever and drag the seat forward. I tested the clutch again and nodded with approval. Then I went about the tedious process of adjusting all of his mirrors. When I was done, I shot him a sideways glance. “You’re not going to tell me how to drive a stick?” Mason chuckled as I turned the ignition. He rolled his window down and hung one arm over the ledge, letting his wrist dangle in the cool night air. “I assume you know how to drive a manual.” “Why?” He shrugged. “You’ve grown up with Benji. I can’t picture a universe where he’d be okay with his little sister not knowing how to drive a stick.”
Laina When I was hovering over his lap, Mason gathered my hair up off my face. His fingertips pressed into the back of my neck, urging me down, and I ran my tongue along the base of his shaft. His grip in my hair tightened. I went to my knees in the driver’s seat and angled toward him as I wet my lips with my tongue. Ever so slowly, I took him in my mouth, sealed my lips over his cock, and worked my way all the way down his length until I couldn’t fit any more. “Fuck,” Mason grated above me. I liked the sound of his pleasure. His breathing quickened almost immediately, and he relaxed into the seat as I began working my mouth up and down his shaft, flicking my tongue over his velvet soft tip whenever I rose to the top. It wasn’t long before Mason was running a hand down my spine. He gathered the skirt of my dress up over my hips and let the fabric gather around my waist, exposing my bare ass. If the windows weren’t tinted and somebody wer
MasonI slid the straps of Laina’s dress back up her arms before she swung her leg over and climbed back into the driver’s seat. She slumped against the back of the seat and closed her eyes. I watched her chest rise and fall and ached to be back inside her. But I had to get her home. It was late, and the rain had really started to come down. It was falling so heavily that it bounced off the hood of the car, and we could barely see farther than twenty or so feet down the street. I zipped up my pants and patted her knee. “I’ll drive.” She opened her eyes and smiled. “Thank you.” We got out of the car and traded places. After she buckled herself up, I started the car and pulled out onto the street, and we headed back to my house to find the driveway empty. “Did Rick say he was going out tonight too?” Laina asked. I parked the car and killed the headlights. The sound of rain hitting the metal frame flooded my ears. “No. I wonder
Mason “Better things?” Laina asked, cocking her head to the side. “Yeah. Things like what we did tonight.” “Go on dates?” she smiled. I nodded. “Yeah. You’re important to me too, Laina. I don’t want this thing between us to stop. For any reason. I won’t jeopardize it by being reckless on Saturday. Well, any more reckless than I usually am. I want to come back to you when it’s done.” She curled into my side. “That makes me happy.” I stroked her thick wet hair. “Saturday is a week away, you know. That gives us plenty of time to do whatever we’d like.” “Oh?” She looked up at me. “Yeah.” “Did you have something in mind?” I grinned. “I can think of a few things.” “Tell me.” “I want to spend the whole week with you. Fucking. Kissing. Lying in bed all day. Making you breakfast.” I pushed her down onto the sofa and pinned her beneath me. “I want to ta
LainaMason came into the bathroom on Saturday morning as I was blow-drying my hair. He gave me a pat on the ass and looked me up and down before brushing his teeth. I finished drying my hair and brushed it out as toothpaste gathered in the corners of his mouth. He made the okay symbol with his fingers as he checked me out again. I laughed at his approval of my outfit, just skinny jeans and a gray tee. I had on a gold necklace and bracelets to spruce it up a bit, but it was pretty simple. He spat and rinsed. “Where are you off to?” “Ginny and I have plans for brunch. And I need the distraction before the race tonight.” He came and rested his hands on my hips. “I could distract you all day if that’s what you want.” I pushed lightly at his chest. “Ginny wouldn’t appreciate being ditched just so I could fuck.” “I think she’d understand,” he said as he leaned in and kissed all up the side of my neck with his soft, war