you see there's leaders and there's followers

you see there's leaders and there's followers by sassy

I tossed and turned on my couch, feeling restless as I held my phone in my hands, waiting for Mason to text me back. After sleeping together, if you could call that sleeping, and a few days of not even a words from him, he had appeared again, telling me he was busy with an exciting trip in Vegas I knew nothing about, then we had been back to our usual flow of texts. I had felt left out, I had to be honest to myself about that, knowing that he was in Vegas with Brooke and other people while I hadn't been invited, and it didn't matter if he tried to make up for that last minute, it had been too late.

When my phone vibrated and Mase asked what I was doing I answered in matter of seconds, while I let my mind wonder to places I had been already during the past days. I had been almost obsessing with repeating in my head again and again the night Mason and I had spent together, the mindblowing sex, his naked body on top of me, his strong hands holding me in place while he pounded inside of me, his smug grin when I screamed his name before coming hard...and then nothing, because I knew deep inside of me that that had been epic sex, but it still was what it was, sex and nothing more.
My phone ringing woke me up from my thoughts and made me jump as soon as I realized that Mase was calling me. "Hello?" I said, smiling to myself.
"Come over," He wasted no time with that low sexy voice of his, carrying on where our texts left off.
I let out a small laugh, already on my feet and on my way. "I don't know..." I trailed off as I closed the door of my apartment behind me.
"You're not going to make me beg are you?" He asked and I knew he was grinning.
I knocked on his door, biting my lip. "I don't know... the idea is pretty tempting," I replied and a second later he pulled the door open, finding me in his doorway. He hit the power button and tossed his phone onto the couch while I just let my drop on the floor, him wasting no time and picking me up to cradle me against his hard chest. Oh god this guy was going to kill me. "Miss me?" I smiled, suprised and happy.
"Yes," He admitted and carried me to his room, laying me down on the bed and hovering over me to press kisses up my neck.
"I thought you invited me over to watch a movie," I tilted my head back, giving him more access to my skin.
"Is that what you want?" He asked and paused, pressing one more kiss and lifting himself up a little more.
I shook my head as I stared up at him, knowing that we couldn't go back to just hanging out like we used to do before. Now it was all about sex, but I couldn't really complain. "No." I said softly and wrapped both my arms and legs around his body to pull him down against me, adding a smile to sound more convincing.
He grinned back at me, apparently pleased with my answer, "What's this innocent smile?" He grinned even wider as he leaned his body against him, his weight alone enough to make me want him to take me any way he wanted.
"There's nothing innocent about me." I said back and it was my turn to smirk, my hips grinding against his and making him groan. "When did you get back?"
He pressed harder into me, his hands traveling down my sides to slide under my tank top, "Ten minutes ago?" He answered casually, too busy kissing down my throat and sending shivers through my body.
"Were you impatient?" I asked with a grin as I suppressed a moan, secretly happy that he had called me so soon. I didn't expect that.
"Always." He shot me his infamous smug grin as he looked up at me with those dark intense eyes, his teeth capturing the neckline of my top to pull it down and exposing my breasts. I almost died for how hot he was, how hot he made me feel too.
"I like it." I said in a breathy voice, my brain fried already from the high temperature in the room. I reached for his hair and tangled my fingers with it to pull his mouth to mine again, wanting to kiss those full lips and I did, moaning against his mouth when his skilled fingers brushed against my already erected nips. The effect he had on me was insane, I almost felt in one of those porn where the girl was at the mercy of the guy. God I was going nuts. I parted my lips to allow him to slide his tongue into my mouth, caressing mine as I kept grinding my hips against his growing erection, desperate for more already.
"It shows trust me." He groaned once he broke the kiss, his fingers pinching and pulling and teasing at my nipples roughly.
I bit down hard on my lip, using all my stranght to force him to roll over his side and land on his back to switch our positions. "I want to show you more." I said as I felt myself blush from head to toe, lifting myself on my knees to unzip his jeans and push them down along with his boxers enough to free his hard dick. He was so big. I lifted my skirt next and pushed my panties to the side, lowering myself on him again and moaning when my pussy touched him, the contact enought to make me even more wet than I was.
"God Scar," Mase groaned and sunk his fingers into the soft skin of my thigh, moving his eyes down my tight body all the way to long and endless legs.
I reached for his chin and tilted it up with my index finger, lowering my head to nip at the bottom lip as I rubbed my pussy back and forth across his erection, this close to beg him to bury all himself inside of me. "How's that feel?" I whispered against his lips and pulled back from him. Setting my palms flat on the bed behind me, I kept moving my hips, his dick gliding from how wet I was for him.
A loud groan escaped him as he reached for my shirt to pull it up and over my head, leaving me naked from the waist up. "You're wet," He said uninteligently, stating what was obvious.
"And you're hard," I whispered back and grinned, still moving my hips. "What should we do about that?"
He grasped my hips tightly, easing me down on his dick, a breath leaving his mouth as he pushed the head of his dick inside of me. I couldn't believe how huge he was, how he barely fit me and how epic he felt inside of me. "How's that feel?" He smirked up at me as I sunk down deeper, my pussy swallowing him whole.
I tossed my head back and moaned, setting one hand on his chest as the other cupped my breast, not able to say a word, too lost in my own pleasure.
"Move your hips," He asked gently, bucking up into me then lowering his hips back against the bed. "I want to watch you ride me..."
I bit down hard on my lip as I made eye contact again, the soft command in his tone enough to kill me. A few nights spent together and I was already willing to let him do anything he wanted to me, to give him as much pleasure as possible since I knew that I'd get just as much back. "Watch me." I said quietly and lifted myself a little on my knees, enough for his dick to slide out of me almost all the way as my hand reached for it. I wrapped my hand around his lenght as I freed the head from the grasp of my pussy, my thumb playing with the very top of his dick and making him groan loudly. I wanted him to break before giving him what he wanted.
"Fuck Scar, stop teasing me." He growled, his voice raspy and so low and sexy that I shivered a little, while his dark eyes were burning with lust.
"Your tee has to go." I grinned at him, loving the effect I could have on him too, while I fisted his erection tighter and my free hand slid down under my skirt to play with my clit.
He groaned again, a mix of frustration and impatience showing on his face as he took the piece of fabric off his perfect body, giving me the view I was waiting for. God his body was so perfect, with those narrow hips and his broad muscular shoulders, his strong arms and his hard chest...he was a sex god.
"Mhm..." I moaned as I let out a deep breath, lowering myself all the way down onto his dick until there wasn't even an inch of him out of me and my clit rested against his skin, my pussy adapting around him and tightening already.
I tossed his head against the pillow, squeezing my thighs with no kindness. "Ride me Scar." He repeated in a growl.
I started moving my hips slowly, swaying them against him, their movements followed by the rest of my body as my back arched and I ran my hands through my hair, pulling it up and keeping it there because I was feeling so hot I could melt. "Like this?" I moaned quietly as I kept moving at the same torturous pace, the friction between his pelvic bone and my clit driving me insane.
Mase nodded and kept his eyes on me before dropping them down my body, landing them on my breasts and then my skirt. "Take this off," He said before changing his mind and moving his hands to my ass. Quicker than his words, my skirt was off, torn in pieces on the ground. I was close to death, his strenght was such a turn on that I found myself holding my breath and clenching my pussy. "Better," He growled and watched my body moving on his.
"I might have needed that..." I trailed off, but there was a grin on my face as I spoke, my hips slowing drastically to tease him. Also, if I picked a faster pace I'd come in seconds and I didn't want this to end yet.
His hands moved back up to my hips and he helped me move on top of him, "I'll lend you some sweats instead and take you shopping tomorrow."
I sighed but kept my grin on my face, lowering my head closer to his as I pressed down hard on his chest. "You talk too much," I whispered before kissing him, not able to help myself since his lips were so tempting.
He deepened it instantly, so rough and passionate that it made me feel like he owned me. His fingers were gripping my hair roughly, holding my head so close to his as my hips kept moving slowly.
"God," I gasped with my eyes wide open and his lips still against mine.
"Uhm," He mumbled intelligently and pinched my nip, letting me pull back enough to ride him harder and faster, my pussy grasping him like a fist.
I looked down at him through my lashes while I moved up and down, my eyes taking in his perfect stomach, his scuplted chest, his strong arms and then his face...god his face. He wasn't had good looks, the expressions that crossed his face went from sexy to super hot and I couldn't help but smile.
As he noticed my eyes on his lips he smiled too, keeping his hands on my a.ss even if I was doing all the work. "What?" He asked as we stared at each other, his voice breathy and irresistible.
I bit down on my lip, but that didn't stop the huge grin forming on my face. I didn't even know why I was smiling, I just felt like doing it. "Nothing." I kept grinning as my hand reached for his shoulders and I slowed down my pace, "Sit up."
He shot me a confused look but did as told, groaning from the new angle of our bodies. "Are you going to show me the perks of fucking a dancer?" He asked with a grin, impatience showing into his dark eyes.
"Maybe." I shrugged as I shot him an innocent face that didn't match my thoughts at all. I leaned backward as I propped myself up on the palms of my hands, my knees pushing against the mattress when I started moving again, the lower part of my body moving in waves and causing his dick to hit a spot that made me see stars. Threw my head back, my hair cascading over his legs, "Touch me." I breathed out.
Mase complied instantly, reaching his hand out to apply pressure to my clit. As soon as he touched me a shock went through my whole body, his fingers feeling too good for me to use words and making me scream instead. "Where?" He asked with a grin, using his other hand to cup my breast.
"Fuck..." I kept rolling my hips, riding him and making him groan each time I took him all the way.
"Cum for me Scar," He whispered as I tightened around him, completely at his mercy.
I parted my lips but moaned instead, his thumb pressing hard against my throbbing clit while his other fingers pulled on my erect nipple. "Oh my god," I said one last time before exploding against him, coming so hard it threw him into his own orgasm.
He came inside of me, filling me completely as my hips kept moving slowly, both of us wrapped up in each other. He pulled me tighter into his hold, kissing my forehead when he knew we were both finally done. My chest kept rising and falling against him while I enjoyed his arms around me and my post orgasm high, my heart beating so fast that I wondered if he could feel what he was doing to me against his chest. "Stay with me tonight," He said quietly, moving his lips down my neck and surprising me with his words.
"Are we going to do that again?" I breathed out, glad that he couldn't see my face as I felt a smile widen on my lips.
He grinned against my skin, sinking his teeth into my shoulder. "All night if thats what you want," He replied honestly.
"Okay." I said softly and shrugged before wrapping my arms around his neck and resting my cheek against his shoulder, my nostrils filling with his intoxicaring scent. I remembered him telling me that he wasn't against cuddles, so I allowed myself to relax a moment in his hold, while having him still inside of me.
His hand ran up my back as he pulled his head back, a grin on his handsome face. "Okay to what?" He asked with a hint of amusement in his tone.
I didn't move an inch but looked up at him through my lashes, brushing my finger tips mindlessly up and down the back of his neck. "I'm staying with you tonight." I bit down on my lip, trying to hide the grin on my face. I knew that this didn't mean anything, but I was still happy it was happening. I wasn't the kind of girl who focused on the future anyway, I liked living the present more.
"Are we going to do that again?" He asked, using my same words and grinning big, so big and sexy. Like him.
I couldn't help but smirk myself, pulling away regretfully as I lifted myself up and made him slide out of me, a silent groan escaping him. "Possibly." I kept looking at him as I let my body fall on the bed, my legs a little sore and my tummy asking for attentions. I was going to ignore both and do whatever Mason wanted us to do instead. When he kept quiet, his eyes taking in my body, I went on. "What's on your mind?"
He looked at me, raising one eyebrow, "Uh?" He muttered unintelligently, as if he was distracted.
I grinned and rolled over my side, adjusting my head on a pillow, "What do you want to do?"
Mase let his body mimic mine, adjusting on his side and setting his hand on my ass. "You," He said with a grin, guiding my body closer to his and then leaning into me and rolling me onto my back.
That answer was so him and so obvious, but I had no complaints about it. "Me?!" I grinned up at him, letting my eyes follow his body's movements while he dropped his head down to bite my stomach.
"I want to devour you," He smirked, kissing my stomach all over as a wide smile flashed across my face.
I reached down and tangled a hand in his hair, biting my lip as I watched him. He was just so effortlessly sexy that it was easy for me, or any other girl, to fall in his bed, he had something...it wasn't just his looks, there was more than that, only whatever it was it seemed so out of reach. And I didn't want to even try to find out, he might be epic in bed but for what I knew if I started liking him too much I'd only end up burned. "Are you going to eat my cookie or just tease me all night?" I asked quietly instead, a laugh escaping him as he registered my words.
"Your cookie? What's that?" He lifted a brow, keeping his eyes on me as he inched down my body to press a soft kiss against my clit.
I bit down on my lip as I watched him carefully, not wanting to miss even a second of him since he was so sexy. "It's what you're kissing."
He kept his eyebrow in place, a skeptical look on his handsome face, "I thought that was called clit." He said back.
I couldn't help but laugh, I didn't even know exactly why I was laughing, maybe because I was being silly and he looked so serious instead. Either way, I couldn't stop. "I call cookie the whole package." I managed to say before cracking up again.
He shot me an amused look and shook his head as he lifted himself from my body, "You're so fucking cute Scar." He said as he laid back next to me.
I pursed my lips together in an attempt to compose myself, probably blushing from head to toe. "I'm silly instead. Sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry about." He paused and grinned at me, rolling over onto his side as he propped himself up on his elbow to lean his head against his hand. "I am, you're not eating my cookie anymore." I said as I faked a pout that didn't last more than two seconds before I smirked again, "Okay, I'm done now."
"I'm so not done, I'm still hungry." He said quietly and let his eyes travel down, stopping them on my breasts. I felt self conscious all of a sudden, my baby tits nearly invisible compared to the ones that Mason was probably used to handle, literally, and I reached for the sheet to pull it over my body. "What are you doing cutie?"
"I'm cold." I lied and shifted my body, sliding my hand under the pillow as I looked at him with a smile on my face, "Did you have fun in Vegas?"
"I would've had more fun if you were there," He said honestly and faked a pout since he had invited her, only he had after inviting the rest of this friends whoever they were, Brooke included, and it hadn't really felt like a real invitation. Or maybe it was just me.
I grinned at his facial expression and rolled my eyes, "You're silly and avoiding my question."
He reached for my waist and pulled my body into his, pulling the blankets to cover the both of us in the process. Not that we needed it, I was still hot from our sex session, while Mase...well, he was always hot. "I wish you came," He said quietly and lowered his head to kiss me gently, leaving me wanting more. His lips were so soft and tempting, it felt really nice eveytime he kissed me.
"Well I just did if it counts..." I trailed off against his lips, both of us grinning before breaking away from each other to study one anothers faces again.
"I'm serious instead. I wanted you there," He said and tucked my stray hairs behind my ear, tilting my head to kiss my forehead then lay his head back down on the pillow.
I grinned slowly, not wanting to show how his words or his actions were surprising me and affecting me, "You're still avoiding the question."
He shrugged, "All of those events are the same. I show up at a nightclub, drink and pose for a few pictures."
"That's it?" I asked, wanting to know more details. Like...if he had been with girls. I knew that I had no right to know that, but I couldn't help being a little jealous.
He smirked then smiled. "It was an early night, back in my room by three in the morning," He grinned again.
I let out a small laugh that was a little forced, since I was wondering what he had done until then or if he had taken someone to his room. "Yeah right, so early." I paused and rolled onto my stomach, my eyes still on him. "Early in the morning."
He smirked wider as he glanced down at me, his hand moving down my back to stop on my ass, "It was early for being a Vegas party."
"I don't know, I've never been there." I explained and draped my arm over his stomach, trying to act casual but feeling like a goof instead. I hated that, because since we had started to get to know each other we had never had those awkward moments, I had always been comfortable around him and yet now there was something that was unsettling me, that made me nervous.
"You could have been." He said quietly, reminding me again that I had missed that chance. Only, I wasn't going to tell him why, or I'd end up sounding like an idiot.
"Maybe next time." I shrugged then I realized how my words sounded, as if I was seeing a future for us, which maybe I did but only as friends. "So is it Vegas as crazy as they say?" I asked quickly, wanting to change the subject.
He gave me a look I couldn't really read as his eyes moved away from mine for a second, "It can be, it depends on what you do though...I'd say it's unique more than crazy."
"And what did you do? Except for being a VIP?" I teased him as I snuggled closer to him, a grin on my face while I waited for his answer.
"The usual?" He said back as he smirked and glanced at me again.
I faked a straight face, my hand tracing his abs absentmindedly, "Oh you mean champagne, weed and threesomes?" I asked with a silly look on my face.
Mase let out a laugh and shook his head. "I prefer beer over champagne," He replied with a smirk, slapping my ass gently as I let out the smallest of groans.
"And weed? Threesomes?" I lifted a brow while he studied my face, while I wondered if I was getting my feelings away.
"Yes please," He smirked and pulled my body closer to his, her dark eyes getting even darker and if I knew him at least a little I was sure that his thoughts were drifting to not so innocent places.
"Such a man," I grinned at him, leaving my lips parted while I considered asking him something more about the matter, but then again I didn't want to be too nosy.
"Mhm," He mumbled and lowered his head down to my neck, kissing it and sucking hard enough to leave his mark and give me something to cover tomorrow when I'd be at work.
"Have you ever had a threesome before?" I asked eventually, not able to biting my tongue as curiosity got the best of me. What was new.
He scraped his teeth against my skin, not lifting his head up as he mumbled a yes. I took in his answer, a million questions crowding my mind but I kept quiet instead. When I didn't say anything to his response, he pulled back slowly to retrieve to his pillow, "Have you?"
"No," I said and his face showed surprise.
"Would you?"
I furrowed my brows as I looked at him, straight into those magnetic eyes, "Why do you look surprised?" I asked eventually.
"Because you're a naughty little thing." He smirked at me and didn't break eye contact, his hand followind the curve of my side and stopping on my ribs. "You're not answering."
"I don't know, maybe." I bit down on my lip, feeling my cheeks getting hot. I was naughty in bed, that was true, but when I had to voice my sexy thoughts I couldn't help feeling a little shy even though I was far from that.
"Maybe?" He echoed me, looking genuinely curious about my opinion on the matter.
I shrugged as I forced myself not to hide under the sheets, my face blank in an attempt not to look too naive. "It's a nice fantasy to indulge in, but I don't know how would it be in reality. You should tell me since you're the expert here." I joked as I slid my hands under the pillowe.
"I guess it depends on who you are with." He said back and looked lost in a thought, leaving me wish I could know more. Or ask more.
I flashed him a big grin, "Did you have it with another boy? Hot." I said and pictured that image in my mind while I grew more curious about how his real threesome had been.
"No," Mason let out a laugh, shaking his head while glancing at my lips. "Girls only for me. I have no interest in men."
"Such a shame..." I trailed off with a serious face, well attempting one since my grin was hard to conceal. I knew that the only place where Mason could be a little bi was my mind, and maybe for that, I couldn't stop thinking about it.
He leaned his head down to press his lips against mine, breaking the kiss only to trail feather soft kisses down my neck. "Is it a shame?" He asked with his lips still on me, nipping at teasing all over again.
"Yes," I said in a breathy tone, moving a hand out from under the pillow to tangle my fingers in his hair and losing my trail of thoughts. I didn't know what was about Mase, but he distracted me always, moving my focus to him no matter what else I was thinking about. "It'd be hot."
"I disagree," He said seriously, inching his mouth to my breasts and spoiling them with kisses. "What would be hot is watching you go down on another girl."
I grinned, biting my lip as I watched him, the view so hot that it was hard for me to stay still instead of squeezing my legs together to ease the ache between them, "And where would you be?"
"Behind you," He bit down on my nipple and I arched my back a little. "Fucking you."
"Oh my god." I let out in a breath, leaning further into him and I didn't know if it was the way he was teasing me or the thought of him fucking me from behind, either way I was completely under his sexy spell. But then again, when wasn't I? I was here now, with him, and yet it almost didn't feel enough.
He moved his mouth to my other nipple, subjecting it at the same sweet torture and leaving me moaning again, my hands tugging at his hair. "Do you like the idea?" He asked in a low sexy voice as he forced me flat on my back, his body hovering over mine and his eyes getting even darker than they already were. He looked as if he was waiting just a few moments before taking me, caging me with his arms and turning me on so bad that I felt his gaze everywhere.
"I like any idea that involves you inside of me." I confessed in a whisper, biting down hard on my lip to conceal a smirk as I opened my legs slowly from under the sheet still separating our lower bodies.
He looked pleased with my answer and smirked smugly, motionless as his eyes trailed down my body and her hand tugging at the piece of cloth to push it aside, leaving me naked and exposed to him again. "I'm full of that kind of ideas." He said as he glanced at me again.
I rolled over onto my stomach, my cheek on the pillow as I looked up at him, offering him my body like he wanted it. "Show me."