the hunger of a lion is written on your face.

the hunger of a lion is written on your face. by sassy

I stopped in front of a muscular back I had grown used to, lifting my hand to tap Mason's shoulder as I bit down on my lip to stop the huge smirk about to form on my mouth. So far my birthday party had been amazing, thanks to Brooke too, but I wasn't going to deny that his handsome boy finally showing up was the icing on the cake. "Where's my present?" I asked as he turned around, making one of my silly faces. I couldn't care less about presents, actually I'd rather have none, but I was joking about it anyway.
He broke into a small laugh then smirked, "Here I am." He said with an amused expression on his face."Did I get to unwrap you too?" I asked with an innocent expression on my face, not able to stop my dirty thoughts because I was too tipsy for that. Not that I was any better when I was sober, but at least I remembered the bad things about him. Like his job.

"If you're lucky." He answered back, thank god never embarrassed by my teasing. When I raised one eyebrow at him he laughed again, wrapping his arms around me to pull me into a quick hug, "Happy birthday."

I enjoyed the few seconds in his strong arms before pulling away regretfully, my smile huge since so far I was having the best birthday ever. "Thanks Mase." I said back honestly, "And thanks for coming too."

"You wouldn't held against me forever if I didn't." He smirked his charming smirk, looking down at me.

"Probably." I said wrinkling my nose before tugging at his shirt, "Come on, you have to drink with the birthday girl."

"Are you drunk already?" Mason grinned, studying my face and making me feel silly. That was the effect he had on me, he made me feel silly. Not once sexy, sometimes cute, but mostly silly, and it wasn't good for my poor bruised ego.

I shrugged slowly and leaned closer to him, my chest almost resting on his. Now, I lied a little, he had also other effects on me, his cologne had the power to wrap my brain into a delicious fog that didn't let me think straight, his dark intense eyes chased me in my dreams and I kept wondering what would have happened that night if things had gone differently. He smiled, making me realize that we were both silent and lost in our thoughts. Or maybe it was just me. "Maybe a little..." I trailed off, biting down on my lip.

He wrapped an arm around my shoulder, the feeling of his body so close to me almost enough to make me squeal in excitement, "Looks like I need to catch up then."

"Mhm," I mumbled with a nod, not wanting to say something stupid or inappropriate. He grinned and kept his eyes on me as we moved through the crowd, my eyes flicking up to meet his. I was about to cross the border between silly and stupid, it wasn't fun. "What?"

"I've never seen you drunk before."

"Is it bad?" I pouted before grinning.

He grinned wider and shook his head, "You're being adorable."

"I'm always." I wrinkled my nose and leaned into his side, sliding my arm around his waist as I led him where the alcohol was.

"Says who?" He asked with an amused look on his handsome face.

I shrugged and bit down on my lip, tearing my eyes away from his mouth in favor of looking in front of me, "You usually."

"That's not the only thing I say about you." He said slowly, squeezing me a little against him and making me lose my balance for a second.

"Blah blah." I waved my hand in the air, smirking as I slid out of his hold regretfully and reaching for two shot glasses. "Vodka or tequila."

He cocked his head to the side, his grin only getting wider and more tempting. "I think you already had enough vodka."

"Tequila it is." I announced, grabbing the bottle and filling the two glasses. It was taking everything in me not to give in and just make a move on him, but I knew better. Tomorrow I'd wake up, sober and hangover, and I didn't want to have anything to regret. Still, it was my birthday and I deserved to have fun...god I was a living contradiction. "Where should I put the salt?" I asked with a fake innocent face, guessing that playing a little wouldn't harm anyone.

"I can think of a few places," Mason grinned, glancing down at the dress I had on. It was probably too short, my breasts a little too exposed, and I wasn't exactly pay attention to the way I moved so if one of my boobs popped out? I wouldn't probably noticed, thank god they were too small to go anywhere.

"Tell me some," I leaned into him and he lowered his head closer to mine, making me hold my breath and craving a kiss.

"There you are asshole!" Brooke's voice ruined the moment, her hand slapping the back of his head playfully but still hard.

Mase narrowed her eyes on her as she grinned at us obliviously, "Don't you have someone else to bother? What's the new guys name again?"

She rolled her eyes, "Asshole."

"So you've said," He said in a monotone, while I was grinning at the two of them. I didn't think that she was exactly funny and yes I kind of wanted to slap her face for interrupting me and Mason but then again she was my best friend and had organized this amazing party for me, to nod add that she had baked a ridiculous number of cupcakes. I couldn't really be mad at her.

"Oh!" She made a perfect O with her mouth, "He's here. I'll be right back!"

"Take your time," He replied, returning his eyes back to me, my eyes watching Brooke leave us. Thank god. "Where were we?"

"Salt..." I trailed off and leaned into him, handing me one of the glasses.

He grinned and eyed my neck, "Let me see the salt."

"Me first! I'm the birthday girl," I said with a pout, yet passed him the salt. I didn't care about who'd go first as long as his body wasn't too far from me.

"Tilt your head back," He said quietly and waited for me to do as he said before making a trail of salt down the front of my neck, some of it fell straight into my cleavage. He smirked and tilted his head down, licking his way down my neck and all the way to the swell of my breasts where he nipped at my soft skin. Dear god I was about to die. Pulling his head back, he took the shot while I still felt his lips everywhere, the temperature of my body probably rising because I felt hot all over.

"Lemon?" I asked with a smirk, knowing how some guys skipped that part. When he shook his head and licked his top lip my eyes dropped on his mouth before I mentally slapped my face and looked back into his dark sinful eyes. "My turn." I announced, excited like a girl on her birthday, which was exactly what I was.

"Go on cutie." He said back and grinned, his body not moving even an inch from mine and making it even harder for me to function. I was getting high on pheromones.

I walked backwards as I grabbed him by his shirt, stopping only when my ass bumped on the counter and I hopped on the flat surface. "You're too tall." I said as if that was an explanation, when truth was that I was planning on lick his neck in a masterly manner and I couldn't risk falling from my heels in the process. He shot me a questioning look as his brows furrowed but didn't argue. "Tilt your head to the side." I said quietly, but my hand was already cupping his jaw.

He leaned into my touch and when I parted my legs just so slightly he took the chance and dropped his hands on my knees to open them further, positioning his body between them. It was as if all the attraction creeping between us during the last weeks was finally surfacing, or I was thinking nonsense. "I'm waiting."

"Impatiently?" I asked but let out a small laugh as I glanced at him one last time before tilting my head down, my tongue running slowly up his neck and I died a little for how heavenly he smelt. I pulled my head back regretfully, grabbing the shot from his hand and downing it in maybe one second. "Bleh." I said and crunched up my nose, making a face.

"Did I taste that bad?" He asked and faked a straight face before we both broke into a grin.

I reached for a slice of lemon, sucking like no tomorrow, as I shook my head, "Not at all. Just salty." I answered and as soon as I processed my own words I couldn't help smirking wide and naughty. Ops.

Mason studied the wide grin on my face, shaking my head slowly. "I like you drunk..." He trailed off, flicking his eyes down my body to take it all in.

When he brought his eyes back up to mine, I licked my lips slowly and didn't even flinch as his hands slid up to my thighs. I swear, I wasn't trying to seduce him, it was that the way he was looking at me got my mouth dry, every inch of my body on fire and the ache between my legs was begging to be soothed. "Don't you like me always?" I asked in a low and breathy tone, not even knowing where that courage came from but my guess was alcohol. It's like I couldn't hold anything back anymore.

He lowered his head to press his lips against my neck, trailing soft kisses up to my ear. "You're naughty Scar," He whispered and gave my thighs a little squeeze, almost killing me because right now every inch of my skin was super sensitive.

"I'm doing nothing," I said softly, tilting my head to the opposite side to grant him more access to my body, needing and wanting more of the touch of his lips on me.

He pulled his head back instead and looked me up and down, causing another wave of heat run through my body. "You look gorgeous tonight," He said honestly.

I lifted my head up again, taking a deep breath as I set my hands on his strong shoulders, staring into his eyes. "Don't you like me better in one of my onesies?" I asked and smirked a little.

He let out a small laugh as he leaned further into me, "You're welcome."

"Thank you." I smiled wide, happy about the compliment because it seemed a genuine one, one of those that made you actually believe that you were gorgeous. I bit down on my lip, scanning his body like he had done with mine a few minutes later and trying not to let my eyes linger on his crotch before I looked back into those dark pools of sexiness that were his eyes. "You look hot." I said just as honestly.

"Are you trying to make me blush?" He asked with an amused look on his handsome face, his hands inching up a little further and playing with the hem of my dress.

Now, I hated to admit it, but I had imagined him doing things to me more than once, and now I realized that, despite he wasn't really doing anything, the real thing would be at least one million times better than a silly fantasy. "I'm pretty positive I'm the one blushing right now." I said coyly, feeling my cheeks get on fire as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

Mason took in my expression, grinning as he lowered his head to press his lips against mine. "You are," He said against them and kissed me harder, this time working his tongue into my mouth and sending to a whole new level of horny. And that was just one kiss, but I had craved it so much. "I like making you blush..." He trailed off and pulled his head back, my lips still parted and the look on my face probably awful.

"Do you want to see my room?" I asked, keeping my legs wrapped around him but leaning the rest of my body back as I propped my palms behind me. I was being obvious but I guessed that at that point there was no way of going back and in all honesty I didn't even want to. His lips were so soft and his body so hard, I wanted to taste more.

He snaked his hands behind my back and found my ass, lifting me and causing my dress hitch up. I hoped that my ass wasn't peeking out. "Your guests might miss you," He smirked, already starting down the hall, knowing where my room was because he had been to my place enough to have been to all the other rooms.

"It sounds like a no, but you're still going?" I leaned my chest into his and started kissing his neck, not able to behave anymore. And his skin...it was impossible to resist, he smelt too good, tasted even better.

"Yes," He said simply, opening my door and pinning me back against it. He flipped the lock, causing my heart to start beating faster.

That move alone was enough to sober me up a little, his hard body against me was sending me straight back to my hormonal daze instead. I licked my top lip, glancing down at the knob of my door before looking back up at him through my lashes, "What are you up to?" I asked like a dumb. Of course I knew what the possibilities were, I just couldn't believe that something was finally happening between us after waiting so much.

"I don't know." He shrugged, his smirk in place and his eyes staring into mine as his hands moved up at down my thighs, distracting me.

"No good I bet." I bit down on my lip as I leaned the back of my head against the door and tangled my fingers with his hair to force him to get closer to me. I freed my lip and smirked, gathering all my courage to unleash my libido. A second later our mouths melted together, my lips parting to allow his tongue to play with mine, my back arching and his hips pressing hard against mine. I was dying a little there, the friction between the cloth that separated his erection from me impossible to handle. So I unwrapped my legs around his waist to get back on my feet but making sure I was still glued against him.

"Why, are you an angel instead?" He asked in a low sexy tone as he broke the kiss regretfully.

I shook my head, "Far from that Mase." I smiled more genuinely when it hit me. I was happy to be locked in my room with him.

"Naughty?" He asked just as quietly, sliding his hand up to my hip and finding the lacy material while I held my breath, anticipation killing me. Wrapping his fingers around it, he tugged it down my legs while keeping his eyes locked on mine.

I parted my lips and a moan escaped me as his fingers grazed my pussy, I was soaking wet and he could take full credit for that. "Mase..." I moaned again, my eyes closing as I leaned my head back and focused on how good his touch felt on me.

"Look at me gorgeous," He worked two fingers inside of me and pumped them back and forth, killing me.

My chest lifted up and down as my eyes fluttered open to find his, "More." I demanded, having the feeling that nothing would ever be enough of him.

He grinned and pushed in a third finger, his fingers barely fitting in. "Like this? Or...?" He trailed off, pushing me to say the words he wanted to hear or at least trying to.

I grinned back at him, "More..."

He pulled his fingers out of me and pushed my dress up to my hips, dropping down to his knees carefully and taking in the view. I swear he couldn't get any hotter. "More what?" He asked again, pushing my legs apart and ran his tongue up my thighs, tasting my juices and groaning. "Take your dress off," He growled, slipping his tongue inside of me.

"Oh my god." I moaned out loud, grateful for the door behind me or I'd collapse on the floor for how good he was. It was taking everything in me to make my legs work, my brain barely functioning and my knees weak already.

"Did you hear me?" He said in a low sexy voice as he slid out of me for maybe a second before he went back to using his tongue in a better way than talk.

I moved my eyes down as my hands dropped on his shoulders, finding him staring at me while his mouth was buried between my legs and making me moan again and again. "It would be unfair." I managed to breath out, making fists into his shirt as he delved deeper inside of me.

"Uh?" He muttered against my pussy, the vibrations coming from his mouth making me see the starts.

"Oh, fuck it." I mumbled under my breath, not able to play games anymore. I wanted to see him naked too, or at least half naked, but if he demanded seeing me instead? I wasn't going to say no. My fingers reached for the zipper and I pulled it down quickly before grabbing the hem of my dress and peeling it off my body, "Better now?"

I watched his eyes taking in my bare chest, widening a little when I ran my hands up my body to cup my breasts and play with my nipples. He didn't say a word, too busy devouring me, but I could hear his groan coming out of his throat, the look into his eyes getting darker...too bad I couldn't see his bulge getting bigger too.

I threw my head back, arching my back against the wooden surface as my moans got louder and my pussy tighter, "Don't stop." I begged him, moving my hips against his face as his hands grabbed my ass to keep me in place.

Mason moved his lips to my clit, playing with it by using the tip of his tongue and then nibbling on it gently. "You're so sweet," He said in a barely audible tone, repeating the motions over and over again until my legs were shaking.

I caught my nipple between my index finger and thumb, giving it a little squeeze and pulling on it as he watched. The only thing that could top this was me on top of him. My other hand slid down my flat stomach, replacing his mouth as his tongue slipped back inside of me. I watched him watching me, one hand on my breast while the other rubbed my clit, I thought that I had never been in a hotter situation. My pussy was spasming like crazy against his tongue and he couldn't stop licking me up, slowly driving me to the edge of my orgasm. "Fuck... fuck..." I closed my eyes to lean my head back against the door, my mouth making an O.

"Watch," He practically growled, slipping his tongue inside of me and grinning as my eyes fluttered back open.

"Mason!!" I screamed out, coming hard against his tongue as he kept fucking me with it, groaning and making my mind go blank from the pleasure.

He kept licking, moving his tongue to my inner thigh so clean me up as I tangled both hands in his hair, guiding his head right back to my pussy. He teased my clit again, pressing a kiss against it and tilting his head back to look at me, "I can do this all night if that's what you really want..."

I took a moment to catch up on my breath, my eyes moving down to his to look into his eyes as I smirked. "I might take your words seriously."

"I am serious." He said as his hands slid on the back of my thighs, running up to stop on my bare ass as he teased me by pressing another kiss on my clit, leaving me shivering. Dear god, he was really something. "Are you cold?" He asked with an amused grin on his face as he glanced up at me again.

I shook my head and bit my lip, not sure about what to do. I was afraid that if I tried to take even a step my legs would give up. "On the contrary." I said feeling suddenly underdressed. I tugged at his hair gently, making it obvious that I wanted him to get up. I didn't know if I was supposed to get back dressed or start undressing him instead, for now I'd just let him cover me.

"No?" He raised one eyebrow, his grin still in place as his head was close to mine again and his hard body pressed against mine. Very hard, some parts more than others.

I shook my head again, untangling my hands from his hair to slide them down his neck, "You're so hot there's no way I can get cold." I confessed as I bit down on my lip, feeling my whole body flushing since I wasn't used to give this kind of compliments to Mason.

He broke into a smug grin even though, if I wasn't wrong, he looked a little surprised too, "You must be really drunk if you're talking like this."

"I think my orgasm sobered me up." A little, I added in my head. If you were with the infamous Mr Kohler you'd want to remember every second of it. I tilted my head to the side, wanting to kiss his lips but deciding for his neck instead, pressing my lips against his skin before nibbling, "And you're welcome."

"Such good manners," Mason grinned and kept his eyes locked on mine, but not moving an inch of his flawless body. I wondered what he was thinking.

I pivoted my hips up against him and he groaned, smirking coyly since I couldn't help myself. "Was that my birthday present?"

"No," He dropped both hands down to my ass, lifting me up and carrying me over to my bed. Setting me down in the middle of it, his eyes took all of me in while I waited impatiently for his next move. He finally peeled his shirt off and tossed it off to the side as he ran his hands up my thighs and pushed my legs apart. "I want you so bad right now Scarlett," He said seriously, not wasting a second and cupping my pussy with his palm.

I was dying, literally dying. No wonder why he had such a reputation, he was a sex god and I hadn't seen anything. Yet. I arched my back, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip as he slipped two fingers inside of me, pumping them back and forth slowly. "Why aren't you inside of me?" I whispered, arching my back and moaning.

"This doesn't feel good?" He grinned, only making me want him even more. He worked a third finger in, pumping and using his thumb to press against my clit.

I felt exposed, vulnerable even, but dear god he was turning my insides upside down, his touch so expert and the way he looked at me...I couldn't even explain the effect he had on me, now that I was finally giving in. "More than good." I breathed out, grabbing the sheets of my bed and trying to suppress a moan in vain.

His fingers pulled out of me then sunk back inside roughly, making me scream. "I thought so." He shot me one of his cocky grins but hey in this case he deserved that. His eyes didn't move from mine, they were even darker than usual and clouded with lust, hypnotizing me to the point that I had to shut mine.

I focused on the way he started playing with my clit, tracing circles then pressing on it again and again until I was panting and getting closer to come for the second time. "Oh my-" I cut myself off when I felt his lips on my breast, another loud moan filling the room.

He teased me with his tongue, gentle licks that turned into bites while his fingers pumped inside me at a steady pace. All I could do was surrender, clenching around them. "Look at me Scar." He said in a low tone, his voice alone enough to bring me closer to my climax. And all the rest of course.

I opened my eyes and stared at him, reaching for his hair with one hand to guide his face just a few inches from mine while I used the other one to cover his between my legs. "You're killing me Mase." I breathed out before capturing his bottom lip between my teeth, biting down hard when I started coming.

Mason groaned, it coming out more like a growl as he kept moving his fingers fast inside of me, his other hand on his buckle in an attempt to get his pants off. My chest kept falling up and down as my lips moved to the front of his neck, my nails sinking into his skin as I kept moaning loudly, feeling like I was dying and coming back to life again and again, overwhelmed by my orgasm and how I still wanted more of him. I didn't want to stop. "Fuck," He growled again and managed to get his zipper down, still pumping my tight pussy while pushing his pants down finally.

"Make me cum again," I whispered and pressed softer kisses against his collarbone, desperate to have him inside of me.

He pressed against my body and grasped his dick in his free hand, moving his fingers out of my pussy regretfully and rubbing his dick back and forth it instead. I couldn't handle more teasing, it was driving literally nuts. "I want to feel you coming against me," He said back, making my eyes widen, and my shaky legs spread open for him.

"Please.." I trailed off, pivoting my hips up to feel more of him.

"Fuck Scar..." He shook his head and kept teasing my entrance, the wetness coating the head of his rock hard dick.

I lifted my hips, trying to take more of him since I couldn't wait a second longer, "Yes. Fuck me Mase." I breathed out, my words coming out like a beg. If I had to, I'd beg too at this point.

Another low groan left his mouth as he pushed the head of his dick inside of me, stopping there a moment when I moaned before sliding all his length inside of me in one fluid motion. I was seeing the stars. "Fuck." He repeated, his body leaning down against mine as he filled me completely.

"You're so big." I said in a breathy voice, my pussy adjusting around him. This was amazing, he was amazing.

He looked down at me and grinned, his hand dropping down on my leg as he started moving at a slow place, "You're so tight." He groaned before his lips crashed against mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth in a passionate kiss that grew wilder just as his thrusts became deeper, harder, faster, the head of his dick hitting the right stop again and again, leaving me breathless.

All I could do was moving with him, moaning into his mouth, I tangled my hands into his hair to tug at his hair as my teeth sunk into his bottom lip. "You...oh god." I cut myself off, needing to scream when he pulled all the way out to slam back inside of me a second later. It was weird, because I felt as if I had been waiting for this for forever but truth was we had only kissed once before. I guessed that the hidden sexual tension between us had grown to the point where we had to go straight to sex, skipping all the other steps, and I couldn't be happier about it.

"What gorgeous?" Mason grinned a smug grin that I wanted to slap off his face but then again it was incredibly sexy and it was my fault anyway. I was feeding his ego to the point that his head could explode as well.

I parted my lips to answer, but by the time another moan escaped my lips, he had pulled all the way out of me. "Mase..." I trailed off, biting my lip as he gave me but an inch of him. I was aching for him, wanting more but having to wait because he was torturing me instead, taking me to the breaking point.

He rolled onto his back with his hands gripping my waist tightly, letting my body adjust on top of his as he took in the view and I did the same. "You look good on top of me," He smirked and slid his hands away from my hips, along the curve of my body and letting his thumbs roll over my nipples.

I pressed against his chest, pushing my breasts together and lowered myself back onto him. "Oh..." I sighed, sinking all the way down as he lifted his hips up to help me. He was so insanely hot, his body, his face, his groans and even his smirk...everything about him.

"Ride me," He pinched my nipples, letting his eyes fall down to where our bodies met.

"Ask nicely," I shot him a coy grin when our eyes met again, my pussy clenching around him in a vice like grip.

He shook his head and grinned, cupping my breast with one hand while the other moved between my legs. He pressed hard against my clit with his thumb, groaning when I started moving my hips faster. "God, Scar," He groaned, his eyes on my pussy then my flat stomach, my breast and then my eyes again.

"Goddess you mean." I grinned back at him just as cockily, my hands dropping on his chest as I bent over him and captured his soft lip with my teeth, nibbling as I pulled my head back again. I moved my hands down his stomach and let them linger there as I lifted myself up, propping myself against his hard abs.

"Goddess uh?" He repeated my words in a low tone, his thumb playing with my clit and driving me insane. But I didn't want to be done yet, I wanted to show him that I could do better.

I nodded and arched my back, glancing down at him, "Watch me." I purred, pushing my breasts together as I lifted my hips, causing his dick to slide almost all the way out of me except for its head. I stopped a second, biting down on my lip before I started moving again, bouncing up and down onto him at the right pace as our bodies met again and again, each time harder and deeper.

He growled, taking his hand away from my pussy and dropping it on my thigh while I did all the work. "Holy shit." His eyes were staring at me a little wide, his lips were slightly parted and his muscles flexed every time I went all the day down. I had never seen something so sexy in my whole life. "Faster." He commanded.

I tossed my head back, increasing the pace and moaning while I tightened around him, not sure about how long my legs or my orgasm could wait. "Make me come Mason." I breathed out.

He ran his hands back up my legs, placing a firm spank on my right cheek before he grabbed my hips, lifting up his own and slamming hard inside of me repeatedly. "Ugh." He groaned unintelligently.

I focused on how good he felt inside of me, the sound of his balls slapping against my ass and his dick hitting that right spot again and again until I was seeing the stars. "Mason!" I screamed when my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks and I sank my nails into his skin, ranking them down his hard stomach and leaving marks for sure.

He let out a sharp breath, not moving his eyes from mine and not stopping our paces either. My mouth was shaped into an o, my pussy spasming against him as I kept coming. "Fuck," Mase growled as he came inside of me finally, making me toss my head back to scream from the pleasure of his own orgasm. I was amazed, never once in my whole life I had come so hard and so long. I had my hand resting on the bed behind my body, still riding him and the last waves of my orgasm.

He reached for my free wrist and gave it a tug, pulling my naked body back against him. My breaths were short but I had a smile on my face, propping myself up with my elbows on either side of his head. "Was that my birthday present?" I asked quietly, my cute smile turning into a smirk.

"No," He shook his head and tucked my stray hairs behind my ear then pulled my head down closer to his and pressed his soft lips against mine. My body shifted on top of his as I deepened the kiss, his dick still hard inside of me and his hands moving along my back to cup my ass. Like I said, he was a god, three orgasms and I felt like he could give me much more. He started moving his hips again, using the grasp he had on me to get me moving with him.

I broke the kiss and pulled my head back with a grin playing on my lips, "You're like the Energizer bunny..."

"Are you complaining?" He grinned, stopping his movements and groaning when I kept moving my hips, torturously slow.

I shook my head slowly, gazing down at his body and biting my lip to stop myself from feeding his ego with compliments, "No... definitely not."

"Good," He grinned back at the expression on my face, letting his own eyes take in my body. "Do I get you for the rest of the night or will you have to get back to your party?"

"Do you think I really have a choice?" I asked with a smirk on my lips as I pressed my chest against his but kept my hips swaying, not wanting to stop and not really able to.

"I don't know." He said causally, smirking wide into my eyes as his hands slid down my thighs. I could tell he was distracted and I was proud of being the reason why he was.

"I don't think it would be nice if I left you here all alone, it would be a waste." I bit down on my lip and moaned quietly, my ass moving up and down as I led his dick inside and out of me again and again. At that point I wasn't drunk anymore, that was sure, but I was high on all this mind-blowing sex, his strong hands on my body, his intoxicating cologne, his dark eyes, everything about him oozed sex. With my mind clear now I could start thinking too, and I couldn't help wondering where this our steamy hot night together would lead us. Correction, I already knew that, probably nowhere.

"A waste uhm?" He echoed my words in a low voice, looking amused and at the same time his eyes pooled with refueled lust. He groaned quietly before tilting his head to capture my lips with his in a passionate kiss, our tongues tangling together while his hands followed the movements of my hips, both of us moaning and groaning into each other's mouth. And just when I thought that my birthday couldn't have been better, someone started banging on the door, in the middle of our banging. Mase broke the kiss and raised one eyebrow at me, "Can we ignore that?"

I nodded as I parted my lips, but before I could tell him that nothing could stop me from finish what we had started the banging started again and it was so loud I was afraid that my door would collapse. "Scaaaaar!" A loud voice I knew too well broke the temporary silence of my room while Mase and I laid motionless.

"Oh my god, it's Brooke." I muttered under my breath and hid my face against Mason's chest, slightly embarrassed and not really wanting to move from where I was.

He grinned at me, tilting my head back towards his. "I know. We're definitely going to ignore her," He said and kissed up my neck, cupping one of my breasts in his hand.

I focused on him, how good my birthday was ending thanks to him. Until..."SCAR!!" Brooke banged on the door again, ruining the moment permanently.

"I'm going to kill her," I said in response, my face hidden in the nook of his neck and I inhaled the natural and intoxicating scent of his skin.

He laughed, lifting my hips up to help me off of him, "Find out what she wants and I'll be right here waiting for you." He groaned as his dick slid out of me regretfully, still rock hard.

I moved away from him, missing his body instantly as I sing-songed his words in my head as I pulled a hoodie on. I was in a great mood, I was having the best birthday ever and Mason was waiting for me to come back into my bed. Where he was. Naked. And incredibly handsome as always.

"Hurry," He added with a grin as I looked at him to check that he was really there and bit my lip, unlocking the door and finding a wasted Brooke on the other side. "Mason?" Her eyes widened at him. If she had interrupted us to check who I was in bed with I was going to kill her with my bare hands.

"What?" I said back in a semi annoyed tone, impatient to get back to Mase instead.

She kept her eyes on him before shaking her head and breaking out of whatever daze she was in, "The cops are here... those girls in your class? Yeah, they're 19. The cops want to talk to you."

I froze and blinked at her, so many feelings going through me. I mad because some under aged assclown joined the party with no invitation, annoyed because my birthday was now ruined and mortified because Mason had to witness what was about to be my humiliation. "Wait a sec." I muttered under my breath as finally spoke, turning to grab a pair of short from off the floor and sliding into them quickly, being careful not to look at Mase because I didn't want him to see the shame on my face. I mean I did nothing, but still, it was my party and I should have been responsible of it. I followed Brooke out of my room without adding another word, wondering what the hell I could do to make this better.

"I swear it feels like one of those movies." She whispered, a silly grin on her face. Oh god, wasted Brooke was a whole new level of silly and, apparently, inappropriate too.

"Go back home!" I glared at her as we approached the cops who were standing in the doorway while the rest of my apartment was empty.

They were two men in their 50s, both looked bored and annoyed, as if they'd rather be anywhere else but there. And I couldn't blame them, that made three of us. "Good Morning...Miss Kargard." The older one said, glancing at me. Morning? I just nodded, feeling as if I had swallowed my tongue and couldn't even say a word. "We've been called by your neighbors and we found minors consuming alcohol. Is this your apartment?" He went on.

I nodded as I ran my hands through my hair, "Yeah, I-"

"What's wrong officers?" Mason's voice cut me off, his hand setting against the small of my back.

I glanced at him from the corner of my eye, surprised because I hadn't even noticed that he had joined me. The cops focused on him, "We were explaining to Miss Kargard that there were two 19 year old girls here, drinking, and that's against the law." The man paused to look at me, furrowing his brows, "How old are you Miss Kargard."

"My girlfriend is old enough to drink." He answered for me and it took me every single muscle of my face not to widen my eyes. I had no idea of what he had in mind with this little show, but I hoped that it'd work.

"Can I see your ID please?" He asked in a flat tone, obviously not believing me.

"Sure." I said again and walked back to my room, hearing the three men chatting indistinctively. I grabbed my bag, fishing my wallet out before running back to where I had left Mason. Side note, where did Brook go?! "Here." I took a deep breath, showing the piece of plastic to the men in uniform.

Mase glanced down at my ID, his eyes moving quickly to them, "She turned 22 today." He explained to prove my point, his arm wrapping protectively around my waist as he smiled at me.

I was beyond confused, but played along, "I guess that my surprise party got a little out of control." I admitted, since I didn't know what else to say.

They nodded and scanned the room once more, handing my ID back. "Alright."

"Alright?" Mase asked with a brow lifted, while I stopped breathing. What did that even mean? Couldn't they explain it a little better? I didn't want to get arrested.

"Consider it a warning," The taller man started, his stomach grumbling as if trying to move this along faster. "Everyone's already cleared out?"

Mase looked around as I did the same. "I think so..." My voice trailed off quietly, my body shaking a little.

He gave me a reassuring squeeze, "We were asleep, but yeah, it looks like it."

"Just make sure to keep it quiet or we'll be forced to come back and take other measures," The other cop said flatly and sternly.

We both nodded. "Understood," Mase said back, glancing at me from the corner of my eye I bit down on my lip nervously.

"Thank you officers," I said as they turned to start their way out of the apartment, closing the door behind them. "Wow..."

"Kind of ruined our night, huh?" He grinned, the look on his face opposite though. He didn't seem to think that this night had turned into a total disaster and I wondered why. Correction, I didn't want to wonder why, I was just happy that he was still there and had in some part saved me.

I leaned my back against the door and sighed, my legs sore and feeling like jelly thanks to Mase. "Kind of. Where did Brooke go?"

"She slipped out before you went to get your ID," He answered and walked over to me, pulling my body away from the door and into his arms. Wow. "How about I take you out to breakfast and then we clean this place?"

I grinned slowly and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting them hang loosely as I pressed my chest back into his, surprised at least. "You're being awfully nice this morning..."

"It's your birthday," He said as if it explained everything, pressing a soft kiss against my lips and making me want him all over again. "Your present is that I'll do whatever you want for 24 hours."

I grinned against his lips and moved one arm to cup his neck, "Anything?" I asked as I tried to hide my susprise, my mind already making a list of things. Breakfast sounded perfect and his help to clean this mess too, after that I thought that a shower would be appropriate and then maybe a nap before a sex marathon. I knew Mason enough to know that whatever was going on with him to make him act so nice wouldn't last, but I was determined to enjoy every second of that.

"Anything."