CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 55 TO PLEASE HIM

Gianna was at Mason’s house for the weekend.

Immediately she walked in, she noticed how frowned his beards were.

“I think it’s time you get a shave. I want to do it for you.”

Mason smiled, loving the sound of that.

Mason led her to his bathroom and started bringing out everything she might need.

“Is there any particular style you want?” She asked.

He shook his head.

“I’m fine with anything you do to me.”

Gianna nodded.

“Sit.”

He obeyed immediately.

“Your way of shaving might be different from mine but don’t worry, I’m not new to this.”

“You’ve done this for your past subs?”He asked.

She glanced at him noticing he was growing upset.

“Sorry about that. We agreed that I won’t talk about my past subs.”

He looked away from her.

Gianna frowned as she placed a waterproof pad on his neck.

She covered his chest and shoulders with a towel.

Then she got a wet washcloth and gently wet his beard areas.

She liked her subs’ beards wet when shaving.

He met her eyes now and he kept staring at her as she rubbed a layer of shaving cream over his beards.

Then Gianna sat on his laps, fitting his thighs on the either side of him.

She started shaving his beards, starting with the sideburn, then to his chin.

He suppressed his lips in a tight line and she wondered why.

But when he started smiling, she knew why.

His lips would thin and twitch and then curl into a smile.

“Puff your cheeks.” She ordered but he couldn’t even do it properly.

He kept smiling.

“Do you want to get a cut, Mason?” She asked.

“No.”

“Then stop smiling.”

“I want to but I can’t help it. Having you on my laps and doing this, I’m feeling so happy.”

She scoffed and he laughed.

She shook her head.

“Fine.Now, I’ll give you two minutes to smile, smile away all the smiles you’ve got.”

He laughed. “Is that possible?”

“I think so.”

Gianna chuckled.

What she said doesn’t even make any sense.

“You’re so pretty.”He murmured, staring at her.

She smiled at him.

“I think I’m getting prettier thanks to you.”

And then she announced.”Your smile break is over.”

She cleared her throat and continued to shave his beards avoiding his eyes.

She was trying to focus.

Gianna applied more shaving cream and gently shaved his neck.

She was glad when she finished shaving him.

She stood up and got warm water.

Then she rinsed his face.

Gianna got a towel and gently clean him up.

He showed her a lotion he liked applying after shaving and she rubbed it on his face.

That made him smile too.

She cleaned up the items used and put them away.

Mason stood up and stared at himself on the mirror.

“Do you like it?” She asked.

He smiled and nodded.”Thank you.”

She smiled too, his smile was contagious.

He moved closer to her. “Can I kiss you, ma’am?”

She swallowed and tilted her chin to stare at him.

“I take that as a yes.” He let out and dipped his head.

At the slight brush of his lips against hers, a shiver of anticipation shot down her spine.

She felt like she was a little girl again, before that incident had happened to her, she felt like a little girl who gushed over kisses in books and movies.

When he deepened the kiss, he brought his arms around her, molding her to him.

The kiss was everything, soft, intimate, affectionate.

It felt like rediscovering a lost emotion, a lost part of her.

Needing more, she sucked his tongue inside her mouth and that seemed to flip a switch inside Mason.

The reverent way his mouth had worshipped hers was replaced with a desperate conquering.

His tongue battled along with hers, sucking, licking, devouring.

An ache began to build between her thighs, and she pressed her hips against him.

His hand left the small of her back to wrap around her hair.

He tugged on it, pulling her back to look at him.

She didn’t say he could touch her hair like that.

Was she even in control right now?

But somehow, he knew she was still letting her lead when he asked.

“I want to taste you, ma’am, not just your mouth. Can I do that?”

Breathless from their exertions, it took her a moment to find her voice.

“I...I should...”

He bent his head again, his breath was warm against her ear.

“Please...let me make you come.”

And then she found herself saying.;

“Okay.”

A smile lit up his face.

Oh his smile.

“Thank you.”

She gasped when he bent and carried her into his arms.

Again, she frowned.

She didn’t say he could carry her.

He walked into his bedroom and placed her on his bed.

He got into the bed and placed his hands on her thighs.

She sucked in a breath at the feel of his warm palms on her exposed skin.

They ventured farther underneath her dress.

His fingertips pressed into her hips as he gripped the material of her thong.

He eased the lace slowly down her legs.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you, mistress.”

She blinked realizing she had momentarily forgotten that she was supposed to do that.

She was the one in control here.

“Touch my breasts.” She ordered.

He obliged by delving into her dress and cupping her boobs in his hands.

He weighed them in his palms, tenderly and reverently before squeezing them.

At her intake of breath, He looked at her.

“Harder.” She said, avoiding his eyes.

His fingers pressed into the flesh, causing her nipples to pebble.

Without being told, he rolled them between his fingers, making them grow harder.

“Put your mouth on them.” She ordered.

He untied the ribbon holding the front of her dress together.

He tugged the ribbon through the holes sending the dress gaping open and freeing her breasts.

Then he dipped his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

She moaned as his lips tugged and pulled against the hardened pointed.

Wetness began to pool between her legs.

She spread her fingers through his hair and yanked the strands causing her nipple to pop free of his mouth.

Then she dragged his head over to her other breast for him to gave it the same attention.

This time, he grazed her nipple with his teeth causing her to moan.

Although she could have prolonged his attention on her breasts but she needed him between her legs now.

She brought her hands to his shoulders and eased him down.

He pulled her dress off her completely.

Gianna stared down at him, her naked breasts bouncing slightly with her heavy breaths.

She fought the urge to grab him by the hair and shove his face between her legs.

She didn’t know whether he was consciously or subconsciously paying her back for always making him wait.

“You’re so beautiful.” He murmured and placed a kiss at the top of her pussy.

Mason continued his assault of butterfly kisses over to the crease of her thigh and he worked his way back again.

With sweat breaking out on her brow, she couldn’t hold herself back any longer.

She widened her legs.

“Fuck me with your tongue. Now.” She demanded.

He grabbed her leg and placed it on his shoulder.

Dipping his head, he licked one long swipe from her clit to her ass.

Gianna shuddered.

He then proceeded to lick among her pussy lips, nibbling them with his teeth.

He rubbed his tongue back and forth over her clit.

Gianna thrust her hips against him, desperate for friction.

Opening his lips, Mason sucked her clit deep inside his mouth, just like her nipples.

He pulled and tugged at her clit.

“Oh God.” Shemuttered.

Obeying her command not to use his fingers, his tongue probed at her opening before thrusting inside.

He began to pump it in and out.

Her hips began to rise and fall with his thrusts.

Gianna was impaled on his face and tongue.

Mason’s nose rubbed against her clit as he swirled his tongue deep inside her.

She didn’t know how it was possible that he could still breathe, but at the same time, he didn’t care as long as he kept fucking her with his tongue.

She crossed her feet between his shoulder blades, drawing him even closer.

Her breath came in harsh pants. Her legs trembled from the intense sensations shooting through her.

At times, she wanted to push him away because it felt too overwhelming.

But then she just kept rubbing herself against his face as she murmured incoherently.

When the first tremors of her orgasm started, Gianna began to scream.

It ripped through her with such a force that for a moment, she almost blacked out.

She panted harshly as she rode out the continuing spasms.

Mason’s arms came around her and she leaned into his body.

Fuck!

That was mind blowing.

Blinking a few times, she tried to clear her head at what had just happened.

Wanting to please him as well, Gianna turned him over and freed him from his clothes.