Chapter 101: Did I get a little dirty? (NSFW)

They took another shot in silence, then Rosa re-poured.

“OK, gringo,” Rosa grinned as she lifted her glass. “At least you don’t stink like worm vomit anymore.”

“Oh I’m sorry.” Mason returned it. “Did I get a little dirty saving everyone you know?”

They both sipped their drinks this time, and Mason again wondered exactly what the hell he was doing. But then again, the world was harsh and brutal, and being with this woman made it slightly better. That’s all he really knew.

Some of Rosa’s long, dark hair was hanging in her face, and Mason felt compelled to reach across the table and tuck it behind her ear. God, it was so smooth and silky and thick. Her eyes were dark pools drawing him in, her lips…

"You’re so beautiful."

Rosa smiled. "You're not so bad yourself."

"If this is still a honeypot, it's working."

She laughed, then he closed the gap and kissed her. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, deepening it until she was breathing into him. Before he knew what was happening she’d stood and moved into his lap, wrapping her arms around him as her tongue pushed against his lips.

The tight, black fabric of her top strained to bursting. She kept her mostly bare legs tightly closed, but he couldn’t stop himself from running his hands  up and down them, moving slightly under her skirt as he kissed her. She definitely didn’t stop him.

Instead she slightly spread her legs and ran her hands up his shirt, squeezing his muscles slightly as she made little moaning sounds. He pushed her back a little and took off his shirt, and her eyes went up and down his body as she bit her lip and stared.

He was hard as a rock already. What exactly she wanted here he wasn’t sure, but his hands went further and further under her skirt until they found the barest shred of panty. Her legs spread even further, and he ran his fingers down between them until he cupped her already moist sex.

She was practically begging him with her eyes before he slid the fabric away and ran his fingers over her clit and spread her folds. She closed her eyes and held onto his neck as he slowly pushed one, then two inside. He pulled up her shirt, then unhooked her bra with the other hand, and Rosa’s heavy breasts dropped gloriously into his face.

He sucked her nipples and kept working her, lost in the silky soft wetness soon  covering half his hand. Her legs were wide apart now, her hands clutching his hair as she took deep breaths and wiggled against him.

“Ai,” she moaned, then started sucking her own fingers as if out of reflex. Mason wasn’t sure if he could possibly get harder but it was getting almost painful to watch how sexy and turned on she was. Finally she gasped in something like surprise, clenching hard on his fingers as her eyes sprung open and locked onto his.

She rode his hand staring into his eyes as she came, with little twitches and aftershocks that went on and on until she slumped against him and rammed her tongue into his mouth.

He traced his fingers gently up and down her back, causing more spasms as she sucked his lips and tongue.

“Jesus,” he managed to say when she finally gave him some air.

“That felt amazing.” She just kept kissing him and every time she did he felt like his erection was going to cut through his pajamas. She blinked and seemed to finally notice it rubbing against her ass.

“Oh.” She stood up and almost comically straightened her skirt, then dropped down to her knees in front of him. “I can help with that.”

Mason practically tore off his pants and free’d himself, then Rosa was attacking his cock as eagerly she had his lips. She swallowed him practically whole, choking slightly then coming up with a grin.

“I don’t really know what I’m doing. But I

really

want to suck it.”

Mason blinked. “You mean you’ve never…”

“I’ve seen, um, porn. Like a lot.” Rosa didn’t look embarrassed at all as she ran her hands up and down his shaft. “I think I’ve got the idea. But tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”

He very sincerely doubted it. Then she closed her eyes and put the tip in her mouth, groaning slightly as she sucked and licked. “I studied so much in school,” she said as she took it out with a pop. “Never did anything bad. Always did what I was supposed to. Maybe you’re my reward.”

Again she locked eyes with Mason, dark hair falling around her incredible breasts,  skirt pulled back up to show off her ass. If this was

her

reward, he had no idea what it made it for him. But he was too tired and horny to think anything except:

sometimes, roboGod, you

’re not so bad.

Then Rosa was plunging him back into her mouth like he was her favorite flavor of ice cream. He collected her hair and held it back, eyes locked on the image of her thick lips sliding up and down his shaft. Every rise and fall brought him closer and closer to release, though a piece of him wanted to last as long as possible.

But he was too damn tired for that, and his belly was full. Empty balls now meant pretty much the perfect moment and instant sleep, and he stopped worrying about anything else.

He just watched Rosa gulp and slurp every inch of him, getting more confident and taking him further and further towards her throat.

“You’re about to earn that reward,” he said, closing his eyes and sagging back into the chair as the pressure built in his balls. Rosa couldn’t have looked more pleased. She moaned and went faster, one hand at the base of his shaft as she worked the head with abandon, almost desperate to finish him.

He didn’t even try to resist. He let the pressure overtake him, body tightening and flushing as everything disappeared except the need to release every drop straight between Rosa’s waiting lips.

He clenched his hand on her hair but let her keep going. Mason hadn’t been with a woman in days now, which for his apocalypse body and libido was practically forever. The wave rolled through him, and he sprayed into her mouth with what must have been a huge stream.

Rosa’s eyes fluttered in pleasure as she watched him and felt his cock convulse in her mouth. She kept going and going, taking every twitching blast with urgent need, visibly swallowing to make room for more.

When Mason was finally finished he lay back and put his hands to his face,  mind temporarily a beautiful blank void.

“That was so…wait, what?” Rosa’s voice sounded almost…offended?

Mason blinked and tried to understand, seeing her eyes slightly glazed.

“The system gave me a

title,

and

experience

for that?”

Mason couldn’t help it. He was too tired and satisfied to hold back. He laughed out loud and thought back to Haley and their first encounter a couple months before.

“First Class?” he said with a grin. “What does it actually give you, anyway?”

“Oh my God,” Rosa said, face softening a little. “I’m not even the first

civilian

to blow you?”

Mason laughed again then pulled Rosa up to his lap, running his thumb around her lips as he grabbed her ass with the other hand. “Don’t worry about that. Let’s move to the bedroom. I can show you how to do a few other things…”

Rosa’s face instantly went back to lust, and she took Mason’s thumb in her mouth and sucked with a little moan.

She looked so unbelievably hot with something in her mouth…she was so dark and sultry and eager despite her inexperience. He just wanted to spend the whole night fucking her, but he was so damn tired…

And now that his mind worked at least a little, he wasn’t sure how Rebecca would react to yet

another

girl. Could it be just for a night? Is that was Rosa was thinking? Or did she want…more?

These definitely seemed like things they should discuss. Except Rosa was still licking and sucking his thumb like it was a popsicle, wiggling against him and hiking up her skirt, and he was struggling to remember the meaning of words.

“I feel like the ground is shaking,” he said, wondering exactly what stage of lust that was.

Rosa blinked and opened her eyes, looking a little confused. “I feel it too.”

Mason’s paranoia woke him up. He stopped and focused his senses, growing increasingly concerned as he felt something wrong with the ground.

Then the floorboards near the door ripped apart, spraying dirt and chunks of wood as something purple ripped its way into the house. Rosa screamed.