NINETEEN – ON A TIGER'S TAIL

MIRA

Mason is touching me.

I writhe and moan, spreading my legs wider as his hard body moves between my thighs, thrusting harshly into my wet, slippery sex.

His lips and tongue zero in on my nipple and a loud cry escapes my lips. He thrusts harder and faster against me and I squeal, even as I raise my hips to meet with his punishing rhythm.

His eyes meet mine, and he utters those words,

"Come, Mira. Fucking come for me."

And I explode, clenching his thick cock tighter and tighter within me as my orgasm goes on and on.

He thrusts one more time and a groan escapes me.

That groan wakes me up.

My eyes fly open. I lie on the strange, soft bed for a moment, completely disoriented. My body buzzes with the aftershocks of my orgasm, confirming the fact that I had just experienced my first ever wet dream and Mason Lachlan was the star of the show.

I still feel a slight ache between my thighs at his rigorous orgasmic sessions just a few hours ago. Speaking of hours, what time is it? How long wa