Full Court Press by Lolah Lace

he saw me. My eyes mimicked his. Damn, he’s gorgeous. His body made a beeline right toward me and it was like we were the only ones in the room.
    His right hand raised and found the back of my head. He pulled me to him and smashed his lips into mine parting them with skill and force. Oh he was kissing me and I am seeping into his mouth. Oh me oh my, this man makes me high.
    He gently pulled away and I opened my eyes to his curled up lips. “This is a surprise.” He muttered.
    “I brought Karen with me.” I glanced over at Karen sitting in the chair behind me. Mason followed my eyes.
    Karen stood. She was quiet as a church mouse. Mason looked at me and I swear my frown must have felt like a kick in the ass because he scouted pass me with speed and purpose. He wrapped his arms around Karen like someone jammed lightning up his ass.
    “ I’m going to go now.” I said out loud.
    “Woooooh! N o not yet.” Mason ordered.
    “I have to go pick up Trey.” Life doesn’t revolve around you Mr. Mason.
    “Five minutes.” His eyes pleaded with me or maybe they were threatening me. With Mason, it’s hard to tell the difference. “C’mon.” He grabbed my hand. “Karen, I will be right back.”
    Karen was smiling ear to ear. She was happy with the family reunion. Mason had a way of making people happy. That’s why he was such a good lover. He didn’t just make you come. He made you glad you came.
    Mason pulled me into the back room and closed the door.
    “Mason, I have to go.” I rolled my eyes.
    “I know. ”
    “ I was just here yesterday.” Damn, you just had me in that rehab house.
    “ I know, two minutes. Turn around, pull your pants down. I’ll come quick.”
    “Mason.”
    “Do it.” He gave me a ‘ you better do as I say’ look. Mason had unbuckled his belt and undid his pants zipper. He dropped his pants and his dick was pointing at me. Oh my. “Turn around.” He instructed, ordered, and demanded, all that extra shit.
    Okay. I decided to comply. I turned my back on Mr. Bossy. I started unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. I pulled them down to the ground but didn’t step out of them. Hope I don’t fall on my face.
    Mason’s hands glided up my hips and rested on my waist. When will I get tired of his touch?
    I bent over and I felt the air brush against my pussy. My nipples had hardened and were pressed against my bra. Mason rubbed my ass cheeks in a circle with one hand and then I felt him tapping his heavy dick on my ass. He was spanking me with his dick. Stop please! Stop teasing me! Please put it in me. I want you inside me! Now! My mind was screaming but my mouth was mute.
    “Kari.”
    “Yes.” I turned my head sideways to look at him.
    “You have to be quiet.” Mason flashed that boyish mischievous grin of his.
    “Okay. ” I turned back away from him.
    “My brother and sister are on the other side of the door.”
    “ Ahhhhhhhhh!!!” I squealed. He surprise stuck it in me. Shit! I was supposed to be quiet but the initial thrust feels so good. He was moving slow, in and out and he was hitting my walls and jamming me up. I had pressed my lips together to muffle the sounds but it didn’t matter. Quiet was not an option. I just turned the volume down but not completely off.
    Mason amped up his fierce momentum. I arched my back so I could feel him in my belly. Oh yes I could feel it, him, his big dick. Oh yesssssssssssss!
    “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” My moans came out i n powerful spurts. I was rocked with the rhythm of his drumstick. I stood up straight and squeezed my vag muscles around his dick. Mason wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed our bodies together. I squeezed him again and he buckled. Take that Coach Rizza!
    “Shit!” He moaned into my hair. Mason reached down and man-hand led my clit. I tried to stay upright but I couldn’t. I fell forward and Mason went into my pussy so deep I came with the loudest silent scream ever.
    Mason unloaded his cum in me and pumped