Bold move

Words from the author, I will be changing my narrative technique, Enjoy.

Mason smiled even though Amaya is dodging the question, it appears that she isn't ready but not to worry he will make her agree to it, she will make her love him too.

Mason joined her and they ate the food, Amaya kept humming in approval, she enjoyed the meal. "seems like you like what I ordered." Mason said sipping the red wine in his glass.

"Yeah, it is delicious, the food here is really good" she smiled showing off her pearly white teeth.

After a heartfelt dinner date, the couple decided to call it a night. Amaya couldn't stop smiling, though she doesn't love Mason, it does not mean she doesn't appreciate his little gestures. No other man apart from her brothers had ever made felt so special, some men asked her out, but none of them have ever given her time, to be considerate and conscious of her feelings.

Inside the car, she smiled, sneaking a peek at him from time to time. Mason could feel her little stares, he smiled, baby steps.

"Do you want anything before we reach the house?" he asked, Amaya has been demanding a lot lately, her hormones are just the worst.

"Can we stop for some ice cream?" she asked, they had passed an ice cream shop but she didn't him to stop. Sighing, he took a turn going back to the shop.

"Which flavor do you want?" Mason inquired, he watch her bite her bottom lip a few times and put on her pink lips.

"Coconut" the lady at the shop gave two bowls of coconut ice cream. They entered the car and drove off heading home.

"Keep mine, I will have it at home." Amaya raised her eyebrows, she chuckled and said,

"Which one is yours? I didn't hear you place an order for yourself, they are both mines, and I am not sharing." she took a scoop of the ice cream and ate, the worst part of it is that she moaned while eating it.

"Ugh, Amaya please stop doing that," he groans, she looked at him innocently not knowing why she was asked to stop eating.

"Why? what did I do?" she asked, she licked the ice cream that had stained her lips. Mason groaned, he could feel his member twitch.

"I am trying so hard to control myself but you are not helping me, Amaya, please stop what you are doing." realization finally hit, she lowered her head, not in shame but because she was trying to hide her blush but luckily she was dark-skinned.

"I am sorry" she muttered lowly, Mason chuckled but the pain he felt made him shut up. Amaya felt guilty, she didn't mean to make him feel horny.

When they got home, Mason rushed to the room, Amaya waved at Lydia and hurriedly followed him.

"Please don't follow me, I am trying so hard to control myself and you walking behind me is not helping at all." stubbornly she followed him

"I want to help, it is my fault and I can't leave you like that." When they entered the room, she shut the door.

"You don't have to do what you don't want to, and it is not your fault, my body should be blamed for not being able to resist you." Amaya's lips twitch.

"I am not doing it because it is my fault but because I want to." She stood at her toes and kissed him, it was hard for her to do it but she did anyways.

"Ihmm Amaya you still have a chance to leave," he muttered but he held tight so she wouldn't get away.

Seeing as she didn't make an effort to leave, he returned the kiss with the same vigor. It was so intense, that Amaya kept moaning and whimpering.

Mason guided her to the bed and gently made her lay down on the bed with her back, being careful with a baby bump, he positioned himself between her legs but made no effort on getting on top of her.

He continues the kiss, constantly biting and pulling her lips "Mmm Mason." she moans his name. The first time they had sex, it wasn't a blissful or peaceful one, it left a scar on Amaya and Mason wants to change it, he wants to erase the scar and make her feel what lovemaking is all about.

He took off her clothes and then his, holding her folds, he gave them a gentle squeeze causing her to moan some more.

Lowering his head, he held one of her folds in his mouth, sucking, nibbling, and biting it making her yelp in pain and pleasure.

He gave the other fold the same attention, squeezing, pinching, and pulling it. The feeling Amaya felt was so different from the last time, last time there was no pleasure, only pain.

"Ahh Mason, please" a satisfied smile mar his face. His index finger slid into her wet sex, His finger moved in and out of her sex, and Amaya couldn't stop moaning.

Mason doubled his finger causing her to yell in pain, but the pain didn't last for long as pleasure overtook them.

Amaya cum in his hand, he pulled out and licked his fingers. The shy girl closed her eyes, she couldn't believe her eyes. Mason kissed her again, making her taste herself in his mouth.

Guiding his hard member into her wet sex, Amaya's eyes rolled voluntarily. The night of their sweet lovemaking was blissful, Amaya felt different, she couldn't believe that sex could be this good.

Sleeping in each other arms with inhaling the aftermath of their lovemaking...