Chapter 78: Chapter 78 Good girl Mason got on the bed with the vibrator in his hand. “You’re going to be a good girl and take this.” Gianna swallowed. The aching burn that radiated between her legs, chased over her entire body. Her throat was so thick she could barely swallow as he lubed the vibrator with her juices. He moved closer to her again, big and gorgeous, bare chested, hard and long. Her stomach jolted and she jerked a little as he urged her legs apart and placed the head of the vibrator between her legs. That first contact almost made her pass out. He flicked the switch and the vibrating head nudge her clitoris. Sensation speared from between her legs, exploded low across her back and abdomen and down each limb. He did it again and again, until it was an effort to keep her legs still, her hips from thrusting off the bed and moaning her head off. “You’re so beautiful...so so beautiful.”He marveled. Oh God. He nudged her inner thigh and then eased the thick length into her in a slow, firm push. It was all she could do to keep her eyes from rolling back to her head. She was so hot, so swollen and dripping. “Mason..ahh..” Gianna moaned when it sunk into me. She moaned and shivered at the sensual pressure. “I could look at you all day...” She gasped as it went in and out of her. It had never felt even half this good when she used it. She couldn’t keep her hips still even if she wanted to right now. She heard herself gasping and panting but she was beyond caring what she looked like or sounded like. “My Gigi.” Mason muttered when she arched off the bed. He flicked his thumb over the nub of her clitoris and she gripped the mattress by her sides in fists clenched, tightly. The sensations akin to falling, yet she was lying down, it zinged up and down her entire body, radiating from between her legs. “You’re always in my head.” He said to her. She was going to go up in flames. “You’re in my blood.” She let out a shaky breath as he continued thrusting into her with the vibrator. “You’re in every one of my fucking veins.” Oh she needed him, she needed him right now. So far, Mason didn’t actually dominate her as a real dom should. It seemed he didn’t have the heart for it and she didn’t want to force him to. So she decided to just let him do whatever he was comfortable with doing to her. “Mason...Mason...wait...I need...I need your cock.” She panted, trying to control the movements of her hips to prevent herself from coming. “I want you inside of me when I come.” She murmured. He grinned at her. She gasped as the bulbous head slid from her. He knelt on the bed, positioning himself between her legs, nudging her legs wide with his powerful hair roughened thighs. She tried to catch her breath as she looked up at him, she tried to calm the thundering of her heart, the roar in her ears, but all she wanted was to feel his weight on her...inside her. He was poised against her, she could feel him. One push and he’d be inside her. He leaned down over her, his legs opening her wider, his forearms resting next to her head as he looked straight down into her eyes. His jaw flexed before he thrust into her in a long, deep stroke that took him all the way in. She cried out, threw her head back, closed her eyes tight and grasped at his hard shoulders to try to anchor herself in a world that was suddenly only molten sensation. Her entire body vibrated with the hot length of him like a brand inside her, the feeling so acute she suddenly wondered if she was going to be able to survive it. They groaned together when he began to move, smooth, sure movements that catapulted her body into stimulation overdrive and seared her all way to the soles of her feet with each pump. She was so close. She gasped when he flipped them over and she suddenly found herself draped over his hard, hot chest. “Sit up. Ride me.” He demanded. His voice was deep and rough. Gianna tried to open her eyes that felt too heavy to respond. She pushed herself up shakily until she was braced above him, her hands splayed across his chest, her knees on each side of his hips. He was lodged deep inside her. And he was so beautifully stretched out beneath her. “God, look at you...you’re so glorious.”He breathed. “I...” She cleared her throat when her voice came out husky. “I was just thinking the same thing about you.” He raised his hands above his head, the muscles of his biceps bulging as he gripped the headboard. His gaze moved down her body slowly and then back up to meet hers. “Move, Gigi.” Her stomach jolted at the command. She flexed her hips and gasped as he moved inside her, she eased herself forward and back, up and down as far as she could, gasping at the sensation of him rubbing against her clit. Gianna could feel the thunder of his heart under her palms. “Mason.” She was close...so close. He reached up, wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and brought her down flushed against him, chest-to-chest, face-to-face. The movement caused her nipples to brush against his chest and his cock to ride up hard against her clit. Gianna inhaled, sharply. His gaze roved every detail of her face, his thumb traced the contours of her lower lip and she shivered. He angled her head and put his mouth against her neck in a hot, open-mouth kiss that had her grinding her hips against him, gasping for air. His hands splashed across her buttocks, his fingers sliding between her legs, close to where they were joined, holding her open for him as he began to move, long, forceful deep thrusts. “Tell me you love me, Mason...tell me you love me.” Gianna gasped as he thrust faster, her forehead falling against his shoulder as he held her hips steady for his entry and retreat. “I love you, Gianna...I love you...you’re mine...body and soul...you’re all mine.” Mason slid a hand between her legs and rubbed his fingers gently over skin drawn taut around him and up to the puckered entrance, taking some of her moisture. Her breath caught. “I love you...I love you.” Gianna chanted with every relentless entry and retreat of his body in hers.