Chapter 24: Something Else

MASON

Pleasuring women has always given me a thrill.

I like watching the expressions on their faces, mouths open, gasping.

And, as if I need to say it, I’ve never had any complaints.

Still, I’m more of a taker than a giver, and I have no problem admitting it.

No strings attached, having a woman on her knees in front of me—that was how I liked it best.

I had pleasured Jamie last night, and now, as a Saturday-morning treat, she was doing the same for me.

“Jamie…” I whispered as her mouth wrapped around me. I moaned with pleasure and fisted her brunette hair.

She was kneeling on the hardwood floor of my bedroom, butt-naked and irresistible, as she sucked me like I’d never been sucked before.

I wanted to make the moment last, to enjoy the pleasure as long as I could.

But, fuck, she was making it difficult!

What is it about her?

What is it about this woman that makes me want to break every last one of my rules?

Rules I’ve abided by for years, to keep people out.

I’ve broken them all for her.

What will be enough?

No denying she was different from the rest I’d known. A brunette, for starters.

I liked her enough to see only her and no one else.

Honestly, I thought it was the only way I would have had her anyway. It had taken me long enough to get between her legs.

“I’m there.” I released her hair and pulled on my throbbing cock.

I looked down at Jamie as I exploded all over her, not just onto her breasts but her face.

“Jesus Christ,” I groaned, “that was hot.”

She chuckled, getting to her feet with my cum all over her. “Is it okay if I take a shower?”

“Go ahead.” I crossed the room, picked up my phone from the dresser, and saw that I had a couple of missed calls. “I have some calls to make. I might be a while.”

“I’ll leave, then.”

She was assuming I wanted her to leave. But I wasn’t done with her yet.

“No, stay. I don’t want you to leave.”

Those perfect lips of hers quirked up into a smile.

“Okay, I’ll stay.”

She turned around, giving me a view of her ass as she made her way to the bathroom.

That woman is something else.

***

After my calls, I stood in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

I poured pancake batter into the hot pan and placed the silver ladle back in the mixing bowl.

As I stood watching the circle of batter sizzle, my mind was on her.

I was already thinking about the next time I was going to have her: where, and in what position.

Despite Jamie knowing how much I like to be in control, she’d tried to take it from me a couple of times—and failed.

Control is not something I was going to give up easily.

The buzzer rang by the elevator, and I turned off the cooktop before walking over.

“Yes?”

“Mr. Knight?” It was Patrick from security. “There’s a Mr. Brent Miller here to see you. Shall I send him up?”

Brent. Of course. I’d been so distracted with Jamie that it slipped my mind. He was dropping by with some work that needed attending to.

“Let him up, thank you, Patrick.”

I stood by the elevator and waited for it to come up. The doors opened and Brent and Patrick stepped in.

“Mason! How’s things?”

Brent handed me the binder of paperwork.

“Thanks for this.” I gave Patrick a nod and he went back down in the elevator. I crossed the room toward the island with Brent behind me. “Is this everything?”

“That’s everything. How’s your day looking?”

“Work, work, more work.” I turned a page and continued reading.

“Take a break tonight and come out with us. Toni and I are going to that new club.”

I sighed. “I can’t. I’ve got plans later.”

At least I hope I do. I didn’t ask Jamie to stick around for nothing.

“But look, Brent, I can get these done today and have them back by Monday morning—”

“Mason, is it okay that I wear—”

Jamie paused midsentence, freezing on her way down the hall.

“Oh, sorry! I didn’t know someone was here.”

She was dressed in one of my white shirts, buttoned up with the sleeves rolled up. Luckily for her it was long enough that it covered her ass.

Brent looked at me with raised eyebrows and a smirk on his face.

“I guess now I know why you’re busy tonight.” He looked at Jamie. “Good to see you again.”

“You too.”

She was trying to be nice. It was clear by the look on her face that she felt otherwise. She folded her arms over her chest.

“So what’s going on here?” Brent asked.

“That’s none of your business. Come on, I’ll walk you out.”

We walked to the elevator, and I pressed the button.

It didn’t bother me telling him to mind his own business.

“I can’t believe you’re still seeing her.” He glanced over toward where Jamie was sitting at the island. “It isn’t like you, mate.”

“Relax, we’re just sleeping together. It’s not like we’re getting married.”

The elevator doors opened, and Brent stepped in.

“Let me know if you change your mind about tonight.”

I nodded and walked back to Jamie, who sat texting.

“A friend is asking if I can do lunch,” she said, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

I raised an eyebrow. “Who is it?”

“Ethan. You’ve met him before outside of work if you remember. I think you’d like him if you’d get to know him.”

The guy who seemed like a lot more than just a friend from where I was standing. I remember him. “Yeah, I doubt that.”

“Why?” She set her phone down and laced her arms around my neck, pulling me in.

“Because he’s interested in you.”

She laughed out loud. “That’s rich. I told you, he—”

I captured her lips with mine before she had a chance to finish and pulled her closer as I drove my tongue deeper.

My hand moved up under the shirt, and I was pleased to find that she was braless.

She lifted her head, giving me access to her neck.

“Were you in the middle of making me breakfast?”

“So what?” I replied, nibbling her skin. Just her natural scent was enough to make me hard again.

“So, I want to taste it. We’ve worked up an appetite.”

“Oh, all right, then.” I kissed her again before walking around the island and pressing the button on my cooker.

“You’re a tease, you know. Sitting in my kitchen and wearing my shirt.”

She grinned. “Do you like it?”

She undid two buttons, and I shook my head with a smirk.

“Button that up if you want to eat anytime soon. I’m hanging on by a thread as it is.”

“Fair enough. I’ll button up since you can’t handle the temptation.”

We chatted as I cooked.

“So what are your plans for today, then?”

“Unfortunately,” I said, “I’ve some work that needs attending to. Got a lot on that can’t be put off for another day. Hey, while I’m thinking of it, what are your plans for Thursday?”

Jamie ran her hands through her hair.

“Well, I’ve usually got family dinner…”

“Oh, come on. Let me take you out. Artusi.”

I could bet she had never been to such a fancy place, and I knew it would change her life.

I set the pancakes down in front of her and sat beside her at the island.

She looked over, confused as to why I didn’t have a plate in front of me. “You’re not eating?”

“I’m on a health kick. I’ll have enough pleasure watching you eat.”

She cut her pancake into four, before picking up a piece with her fork and placing it into her mouth.

“Mmm. These are so good. You’re missing out.”

I sat beside her, watching her devour every bite of the breakfast I had cooked for her.

I don’t do breakfast with women—never. But this I was enjoying.

It wasn’t just about the sex anymore. I was enjoying having her here.