"Are you sure we should be doing this?" She whispered.
"Yeah, it'll be risky and fun. We can make it a quickie, who knows? They might not even notice we're gone," Mason whispered back to her, holding her hand as he led her away from the living room.
Everyone was gathered in the living room for the evening, enjoying a movie and just relaxing together.
Both of them silently slipped into the bathroom off the first floor hallway, and instantly his hands were all over her; feeling and groping as he tried to get her pants off as quickly as he could.
"This is so dirty," she laughed quietly.
"Just a bit, but what's the fun in being on your best behavior all the time?"
He pulled her pants and underwear to the floor in one go, only bothering to pull one of her feet free from the pant leg entirely. In a smooth motion he hoisted her up, sitting her bare ass on the edge of the bathroom counter.
She fisted her hands into his cropped sweater, pulling him into a hurried kiss. This was in no way appropriate, but the pure fact that they were doing something they weren't supposed to was a massive turn on.
Mason slipped his tongue into her mouth, prompting a soft whine from her when paired with his hand brushing against the delicate core of her.
"Shh," he shushed her softly, "don't wanna get caught do you?"
She shut him up with another smooch, and dug her fingers down his chest until she reached the firm abdominal muscles he so proudly showed off. His fingers gently parted her lower lips, and he grinned against her mouth.
"Wow, you're already wet, maybe you wanna get caught?"
His teasing made her shy, but she couldn't deny how exciting this was. One finger slipped inside her as his thumb started rubbing languid circles over her clit.
"Just hurry up and prep me, we have to be quick!"
He sped up his pace, fucking her on one finger as he worked her up with practiced ease. Both of them became entirely wrapped up in groping and feeling one-another, giving each other goosebumps.
The more he touched her the wetter she became, and soon she was quietly whimpering against his kisses as he fingered her even quicker, and at a certain point his fingers slipped out of her to focus on her clit.
A pounding knock shook the door. It startled her, and while she froze in place his insistent touch on her sensitive bundle of nerves persisted.
Aiden's disgruntled voice called through the door. "Do you have to fuck in the bathroom? Nathan's doing the piss dance in the hallway."
One of her hands lifted from the countertop, covering up her mouth to try and muffle herself. He watched her, a mischievous grin shining on his face.
He replied. "We're not fuckin'. Not yet, anyway."
He used his free hand to pry her hand from her mouth. The fingers rubbing over her clit slipped back down through her folds, and very suddenly he was vigorously finger fucking her in a way he knew made her scream every time.
It worked, of course. She was mortified, listening to herself moan and wail helplessly accompanied by the lewd wet noises he was making between her thighs.
But the truth always reveals itself, as it did now: she was undeniably soaked. Intense eyes gazed down at her, he looked like he could eat her up then and there.
"Christ!" Aiden made a noise, something between a choke and a laugh.
The door rattled again with more insistent pounding. It was Brayden this time.
"There's condoms under the sink!"
Mason snickered. She scrambled to hold on to his shoulders, desperately for anything remotely grounding.
Felix' voice was a bit distant, but she could hear it nonetheless. "Bray, Nathan is pissing in your flowerbed."
There was a mumbled response. Something about nutrients.
Mason's fingers curled inside her and her eyes rolled back, his forehead dipped to lean against hers.
He spoke under his breath. "You're getting off on this aren't you?"
The best response she could manage was a whimper. But she didn't need to say anything, her body told him all he needed to know. The very words he said to her caused her to clench around his fingers.
Nathan, back inside from watering the flowers, was next to shout through the door. "Woo, Mason! Give it to 'er good!"
Her face heated up immediately. It was embarrassing, but thrilling at the same time. No matter how hard she tried she couldn't keep herself quiet, not when her boyfriend was so well informed about how to keep her crying and begging for more.
