The theme today? Ummmm…a hot, steamy kiss. Is there anything better?
Scenario: In a dark parking lot after closing right on the San Diego beach.
Set Up: Robin was running. Mason knew she felt the heat between them, but she steadfastly refused to act on it. Tired of waiting for her to give in, he decides to take matters in his own hands.
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Robin walked with Lark as they exited the building. Immediately, the blood rushed from Mason’s brain to his cock in a big whoosh. Simply watching her walk was an erotic adventure. Her rounded hips swayed exotically as she walked nonchalantly not paying any attention to her surroundings. He leaned lazily against her car, waiting to see how long it would be before she noticed him. Lark hugged her briefly before heading to her own car and Robin dug into her purse for her keys. Mason frowned.
“You should have more sense,” he growled.
Robin screamed and jumped back. The woman had no self-preservation and little sense sometimes. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
He advanced on her, letting his anger show. “Always have your keys out and ready when you go to your car in the dark. If I’d wanted to hurt you, I could have grabbed you and hauled you off before you could do anything about it because you weren’t paying attention to your surroundings.” Each step he took toward her was met with a step backward from her. He had her off balance and he needed to keep it that way.
For the first time since he’d met her, Robin said nothing. She looked more than half scared as she backed away from him. Bumping into the side of her car was the only thing that prevented her from turning and running. He could see it in her eyes. Finally, he’d gotten through her sass.
Mason didn’t respect her personal space. Instead, he pressed his body against hers, wedging one of his legs between her thighs and pulling her to him with one hand at the small of her back. “A little late to be afraid, sugar,” he drawled. “I’ve got you right where I want you and there isn’t much you can do about it.”
He gave her a moment. He wanted her on the edge of fear, not truly afraid of him. A healthy dose of apprehension did wonders for the sex drive. If he played this right, he’d have her screaming his name inside half an hour. Sooner even. He couldn’t think of any other way to get past her defenses. Charm damn sure didn’t work.
Watching her closely, he tightened his hold on her, tunneling his hand into her hair and balling his fist. He pulled her head back until she looked up at him all wide eyed. When he saw the spark of lust he’d been waiting for in her eyes’, he lowered his head and kissed her. Mason didn’t wait for her to accept him, to open for him. He nipped her bottom lip. When she gasped, he plunged his tongue inside, claiming what was his. Taking what he wanted. For her part, Robin offered little resistance. Mason figured he had her so off balance, she didn’t know what to do. He could taste her excitement, and feel the trembling of her lips as he plundered her mouth while taking complete control.
Still she didn’t submit entirely. Robin kissed him back as hard as he kissed her. It was a struggle for dominance, a bid for supremacy. The pleasure evoked from touching her skin so intimately almost made him want to simply go with it, not force the issue of who was in control. But knowing she’d never accept a man not a dominant in bed made him wrestle control from her. When she gripped his shoulders, he merely grasped her hands and thrust them behind her, holding them in one of his much bigger hands, and kept kissing her, growling a little as he did so.
Before they left this place, Robin would know she was his. Even now, he felt her beginning to surrender a little more. It was in the slight trembling of her body, in the little whimpers that escaped as he plundered her mouth. When finally she relaxed against him, sighing and simply melting into him, Mason knew he had her.
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