Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(40)

I wrapped one of my legs around his waist, and he wedged me tighter between him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, as our lips met.

“Mmmmm, baby,” he moaned, in between his kisses on my lips.

I heard a beep like a phone was ringing. At first Mason ignored it, as he felt me grinding faster on him.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck, you feel amazing. I can’t wait to stroke this sweet, wet…” He growled when the beeping started again.

I moved my leg from around him and pushed back slightly.

“You want to get that?” I moaned against his lips.

“No. Let me make you feel good. They can wait. Come on, baby,” he pleaded.

I shook my head and moved back as the beeping started again for the third time.

“It seems you are desperately needed, and I’m going to need you completely to myself. So get this work shit over…so you can work me over.”

I deepened my kiss and, as I pulled back, I bit his lower lip and pulled it back with me. He growled this animalistic sound that resonated all through me.

Holy crap. He backed up from me abruptly and went in the living room.

In two seconds he snapped, “This shit better be good.”

“Did I interrupt you, little brother?” Marcus chuckled.

“Yes. Now tell me what the fuck you want, so I can get back to what I was doing.”

He laughed again. “Do you still have company?”

“Yes. What do you want Marcus?”

I could tell he was getting impatient, but it seemed his brother ignored him and kept up with his teasing.

“Really? That’s the first I’ve ever heard of such a thing. Let me say hello.”

I panicked, turned the corner, and headed upstairs. Mason laughed.

“Sorry, bro. Just the thought of seeing you scared her off. You have such a way with women.”

I left Mason with his brother and went into the spare bedroom for my phone. I saw Mimi texted me this morning, asking if I was okay. I texted her back, saying I was, and I was still with Mason. She put question marks in her next text, and then a smiley face with its tongue sticking out. I ignored that, of course. That text would be forever to type, so I just asked her if the lights were still out. She said they were, so I simply told her I would be here until he kicked me out.

I put my phone down, and grabbed my pharmacology textbook and began reading. I wasn’t sure how long I was reading, because the next thing I knew someone was picking me up. I stirred. Then I wrapped my arms around a very strong neck.

“What are you doing in here, angel?” he said to me.

I couldn’t respond. I just mumbled an answer that sounded intelligible to me, but he only chuckled. He placed me in a very soft bed, and he kissed my forehead. I woke again with a warm, but firm, body underneath my arm and leg. I was nestled again in the crook of his neck, with my arm over his chest and my leg over one of his. I started to smile against him, and I instantly remembered last night and what he started this morning. I moved my arm and caressed his face first. Then I traveled down his chest to the semi-erection between the sheets.

I started light kisses along his neck, and he started to stir. I sat up slightly and moved completely on top of him, and his hands went instinctively onto my ass. When I sat up, he looked at me with his beautiful blue eyes and smiled. I smiled back, and he placed one of his hands along my cheek and rubbed his thumb along my cheekbone.

“You are so beautiful, Maxine Shaw,” he whispered. “I could look at you all day.”

And here comes the shyness. I dipped my head down, so he couldn’t look into my eyes. His gaze was penetrating and strong. I started to feel self-conscious. He then flipped me over, so that he was on top of me, and I couldn’t avoid his gaze.

“What was that?” he asked me, as he continued to caress my face.

I shrugged, “Nothing, Mason.”

“Look at me, baby.”

He gently turned my face to his, and I reluctantly met his intense eyes.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Do you hear me?”

I frowned suddenly and moved from his gaze and his body. I got up and put some distance between us. Then I turned with my arms folded.

“Come on, Mason. You don’t have to say shit like that to me. I mean I know I’m pretty okay, but not the way you…”

Hell, I couldn’t finish my statement. I mean, I’m not going to lie. I think I’m a catch. But to Mason, I have to be average at best.

Mason frowned and looked down right angry at me, “Not the way what?”

I didn’t say anything else. I just stood there staring at him. I couldn’t stand it any longer, and I looked down at the floor after first running my nervous hands through my hair.