*****
Mason had woken up while the camera was off and before it was due to go back on, but she'd been snuggled so nicely in his bed, and she felt so right sleeping in his arms that he just couldn't bring himself to wake her. It was a little selfish of him, he knew this, especially when he knew how self-conscious she was around the cameras, but he just couldn't help himself. He was hoping the romantic bubble bath he had prepared for them would make up for it.
He closed the door of the bathroom behind them, blocking them from the intrusive cameras. The sounds of them talking could still be heard, but that didn't concern him. Standing before him, Janelle released her hold on the blanket, and let it drop to the floor, puddled at her feet.
His cock went from semi-hard to fully erect within seconds. He took a couple of steps towards her, and she stepped back, a mischievous look in her eyes. Mason took a couple more steps forward and she carefully took another couple backwards until the backs of her calves were against the deep, claw-footed tub.
Turning, she stepped into the tub and then turned back to him and motioned with her finger for him to join her.
"With pleasure." He entered the tub and was about to sink into it when she placed a hand on his chest, stopping him.
"My turn."
Mason's brow furrowed. "Your turn?"
His confusion was quickly dissolved when she sank to her knees in front of him, the bubbles covering most of her breasts. "Oh God, Janelle." Just the anticipation of her lips around his cock was driving him near insanity.
Janelle slid her hands around his waist and then slowly lowered them to caress his ass cheeks. She then placed a soft kiss on his stomach and moved lower, slowly, inching her way down to the head of his cock. With each inch her mouth moved downwards on him, his desire rose another level. By the time her mouth finally reached his cock, he was feeling the build of his coming orgasm already.
"You have no idea how fucking hard it is to keep from taking you right now."
She looked up, caught his eyes with her own and smiled. Her tongue lashed out and swiped at the head of his cock. He groaned, and gripped the edges of the tub on either side of him, straining to keep his arousal in check.
She smiled up at him and swirled her tongue around the head, licking up the pre-cum that had just gathered at the tip. A tremor rushed through him; her tongue was like heaven on his cock. He watched as she ran her tongue down the side, took a moment to focus on his balls, taking first one and then the other in her mouth, sucking lightly and then ran her tongue back up the other side.
"Oh Janelle."
"Mmmm. I love your cock Mason." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, and the words were so damned sexy to him he felt like he was going to explode. He groaned his approval, removing a hand from the edge of the tub and slipping it into her dark hair, urging her mouth to the head of his cock again. She needed to take him in and he needed to feel his cum rushing between her sweet lips while she drank him down.
She did as he urged and took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip and probing the slit at the top. "So. Big. I love it," she murmured, grasping the base of his cock and beginning to stroke him as her mouth continued its torture on the head.
A shot of pleasure rushed through him and he bucked against her mouth. He needed her to take all of him, every delicious inch. He needed to feel his cock pounding against the back of her throat. His balls were beginning to ache from his restraint.
"Take it all."
She moaned her response and her mouth began to take more of him; with each bob of her head she took in another part of an inch until she took as much as possible in her mouth. Her mouth and hand worked in unison moving up and down on his dick, over and over, quickly bringing him to his breaking point.
"Fuck honey, I'm going to come!" His hands tightened in her hair and his body tensed, his balls aching, as he held himself back, not wanting to release until he was given the go ahead.
Janelle's dark eyes lifted and caught his and she continued to suck him, but now with a renewed vigour. Taking her reaction as a green light he grunted as an intense pleasure rushed through him, quickly followed by an equally intense sense of relief. His cum exploded into her mouth and she greedily swallowed him down.
Once he was finished with the final of spurts, she let his cock plop from her mouth and smiled softly up at him. A small dribble of cum dripped onto her chin; he swiped it off with his thumb and she sucked his thumb into her mouth.
"Dammit honey." He lowered himself into the tub a little too quickly and the water swished over the side and onto the floor.
She laughed, her laughter lighting up her face. Her laugher subsided and she eyed him oddly. "What?"
His face grew serious and he touched the side of her face with tenderness and affection. She closed her eyes and melted into his touch. "You're an amazing woman Janelle."
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, her face simply beaming. "I feel the same way about you."
He laid back into the tub and pulled her onto of him, as she straddled his waist. Her shaven pussy brushed against his depleted cock, re-igniting his arousal. Janelle leaned over him, her breasts crushing against his chest as she pressed her lips to his chest. Her lips slowly moved across his collarbone, up his neck and then to his lips.
"Mason," she whispered, her voice so soft and erotic it flowed over him, furthering his excitement.
"I love how you say my name," he said against her lips.
She smiled softly as she brushed her lips across his. "Mason."
Chuckling, he slipped a hand behind her head and pulled her lips down tighter to his, deepening their kiss.
She slid her tongue past his lips, as she reached between them and began to stroke his semi-erect cock.
Normally, he wouldn't be able to get it back up so quickly, but something about Janelle was making it easy for him to achieve. With her persuasion his cock gradually thickened, becoming as hard as granite.
She lowered herself onto him, and ran the head of his dick between her folds, teasing him with her heated core. He bucked up against her, urging the head of his cock into her opening.
She moaned against his lips and slowly took him in. Her heated core welcomed his cock, stretching to accommodate his girth and embracing his cock so wonderfully he found himself groaning and his hands gripping her hips, pulling her down onto him.
Pulling her lips from his, Janelle arched her back and let her head fall backwards, her dark strands cascading down her back and droplets of water and bubbles coating her breasts and stomach.
"Ahhh, God, you feel amazing."
She didn't respond but whimpered and began to move on him, her hips rotating in circular motions as she moved up and down his length. He fit so perfectly, her pussy milked his cock so beautifully; it felt as though she was made just for him.
Her breasts bounced as she moved on him, slowly at first, but her movements increased until they were frantic, and the water soon began splashing over the sides of the tub.
Her pussy felt amazing and Mason found himself forced to grip her waist and stop her movements, to keep from coming too soon. "Too good, baby." He lifted her off of his cock and she opened her eyes looking at him with questions in her eyes.
"What's wrong?"
"Turn around and bend over the end of the tub." If he could control the motions then he could keep from coming embarrassedly quick.
She did as told turning and leaning over the edge, her breasts hanging over the edge. He got up on his knees and moved up behind her, his hand caressing her ass. Her round ass looking so damned good he was tempted to take her back entrance, but he didn't. Too much, too soon. They had lots of time in the future to explore the more taboo of encounters.
He froze for a moment. The future. He'd only known Janelle for just over a week and already he was thinking about a future with her, and seeing her beyond the show. It was scary, but felt so right. If it hadn't felt right then there w
as no way things would have progressed the previous night.
Leaning over he placed a kiss on her lower back and began to move lower until he reached her anus. The lower he kissed the louder her whimpers became, driving him wild.
He straightened back up and kissed the back of her neck, the head of his cock prodding at her anus. "It's hard to calm myself down when you make those noises, baby," he whispered in her ear and the slight trembling of desire her body made was his response.
"Mason..."
He couldn't have waited another moment to have her if he wanted to - which he didn't. He stroked the length of her slit a few times before pressing the head of his cock at the entrance of her heated core. With one fast and forceful thrust he slammed into her, her pussy taking him in to the hilt.
His plan was to take it slow and steady, to feel her come several times before he took what he needed, but he wasn't sure if he'd be able to wait that long. His hands gripped her hips tighter, slamming into her harder. Her whole body bounced with each forceful movement.
"God, Oh God, Mason. So close..." She cried out.
Her pussy clenched around his intruding cock, begging him to come with her. Her need fuelled the fire within him and he doubled his efforts. Seconds later he felt her body shudder under him and then her body tensed, she cried out, and a gushing of her juices surrounded his cock.
His cock couldn't handle a moment more of the delicious torture. Just as he was about to release, he remembered he hadn't put on protection so at the last second he pulled out, and with one single stroke of his hand his cum exploded from his cock, spraying a stream of his seed over her ass and back.
"Oh my God Mason, you're amazing," she panted, slumping against the tub.
He chuckled softly, washing his cum from her back and ass. "You took the words right out of my mouth baby."
Chapter 7
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Janelle felt like she was floating on clouds as they walked hand in hand downstairs and headed towards the kitchen to prepare breakfast. She knew she had a goofy grin plastered on her face, but she didn't care. She looked up at Mason, examining his strong profile.
As they neared the kitchen they both stopped in their tracks as they heard the voices of a couple of men shouting coming from the main room. The shouting was followed by a crashing and a number of other voices screaming, shouting and cheering.
"Stay here," Mason ordered and rushed off towards the main room.
Janelle hesitated, not sure if she should adhere to his orders or rush after him. Her curiosity got the better of her and she dashed off in the direction of the main room. She entered the room to see Mason pulling the muscular construction worker, Anthony, off of another man she hadn't gotten to know very well, a lean man by the name of Garratt.
Trevor followed Mason's lead, jumped in and grabbed Garratt. She wasn't shocked to see that Bambi seemed to be at the center of the fight. Scanning the room she noticed that all twelve contestants were in the room, all of them with their eyes glued to the two combatants.
Noticing Nadine across the room, she made her way over to her friend while keeping her eyes on Mason. Like a true cop, he was doing a good job at defusing the situation, keeping his body between the two men and getting to the bottom of the dispute.
"What's going on?" she asked in a hushed whisper as she approached Nadine.
Nadine rolled her eyes. "Bambi," she whispered back.
Big surprise that is, she thought, eyeing Bambi, who seemed more smug than concerned over the men’s welfare.
"How was your date?"
Nadine's eyes shifted back to Janelle and a wide grin spread across her lips. "Amazing." Nadine eyed Mason, who was still in the process of defusing the situation and then back at Janelle. "And Mason?"
Janelle's grin matched Nadine's. "Amazing," she mimicked Nadine's previous answer.
Nadine laughed. "By the look in your eyes when you look at him, I'm thinking it was better than amazing. When Trevor and I got back late last night I went to your room and you weren't there."
Janelle's eyes dropped to the floor and nodded, her face flushing slightly. "I was with Mason."
As if he heard them talking about him, Mason looked over at Janelle and Nadine. He frowned for a moment, as if scowling at her for not following his direction and staying put, but then his scowl turned to a smile and he gave her a wink that sent her heart aflutter.
Seeming satisfied that the dispute had been settled, Mason made his way over to Janelle and Nadine. He'd just made it to the two women when Grant entered the room.
"I'd like everyone's attention."
A rumbling of hushed murmurs sounded throughout the contestants, but the voices hushed quickly and they all gave Grant their attention. Mason slipped an arm possessively around Janelle's waist and he pulled her tight to him.
"As you all know, each week the viewers will eliminate one man and one woman until we have a couple left, and then a grand winner will be awarded out of the two finalists. While the fans will be voting for their favourite individual contestants they will also be casting votes for their favourite couple. But for this first week, you guys will be doing the eliminating. Each person will be choosing one man and one woman to go home in a secret ballot. Now if everyone is ready, then please follow me to the elimination room."
Janelle glanced over at Mason and he gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "Don't worry," he mouthed and placed a kiss at her temple.
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~ First Elimination ~
Once all the contestants had cast their votes they lined up and awaited the verdict of the voting. Mason went through his mind the events of the past week. He'd had two fantasy dates, surely that would have rubbed some people the wrong way. He was sure his turning down Bambi didn't gain him any credit with her and Janelle's turning Jamie down didn't gain either of them credit from him.
"I'm scared," Janelle whispered up to him, softly enough that she couldn't be heard.
He glanced down at her and gave her hand a squeeze.
"Is everyone ready for the results of the votes," Grant asked, entering the room.
A series of yeses sounded throughout the contestants.
"All right. We're going to give the results for the men first. Would the gentlemen step forward?"
The six men stepped forward and waited as the ladies watched on. "All right, the first man safe is... Jamie. Please go over and sit on the couches."
Jamie gave everyone a relieved smile and took his place on the first safe couch.
"Next. Terrance. And Trevor."
Shit. Running a hand through his hair, Mason looked over at the men who had fought in the living room and he'd broken up.
"Anthony, you're also safe. Take a seat."
Then there were two. He prayed silently he wouldn't be the one leaving so soon. It wasn't just the money for him; he wanted to further explore what he had with Janelle before going back home. If he was eliminated now, maybe she would give Jamie a chance. Maybe... No, he couldn't even entertain that line of thought.
His thoughts were interrupted with Grant calling his name and motioning for him to sit down. He let out the breath he'd been holding and made his way over to the sofa. Thank fucking God. His attention was now on Janelle.
Mason watched as the women were called one by one and. Like Mason, Janelle stood in the bottom two with Sylvia at her side. His eyes locked with hers and he gave her a reassuring nod. Again, he held his breath waiting for her name to be called.
"Janelle!" Grant announced.
Standing, Mason met the relieved Janelle halfway as she made her way to the couches and pulled her into his arms, kissing her quickly.
"See, I told you we'd be okay," he whispered to her as they made their way to the couches.
Safe for another week.
*****
~ Week 4: The Mansion ~
"Where are you taking me Mason?"
"You'll see."
Janelle was tempted to remove the
necktie from her eyes, but restrained herself. They'd just had their third elimination and it was down to six people now: Mason, Jamie and Trevor for the men and herself, Nadine and Bambi for the women. While Mason had been on the bottom two for the first elimination, the viewers seemed to really adore him, placing him at the top of the heap for the next two eliminations, and he was the front runner to win the whole thing. She, on the other hand, was struggling and being at the bottom of the heap for three weeks running was beginning to wear on her.
"I can't believe neither one of us have won a challenge since the first week!"
"Ahhh, we will. Besides, it doesn't matter where we spend time together as long as we are, right?" he reasoned.
He was right. The other people in the house knew they were now a couple. Neither of them had had a fantasy date since the first week, but it was just as well. She hated the idea of him spending one-on-one time with someone else and she knew he felt the same.
Nadine and Trevor had also quickly become a couple. Bambi had spent the past few weeks working the camera and jumping from man to man using whoever she could to get her airtime on fantasy dates... until now. Now she had Jamie and in pure Bambi style as soon as the last elimination came and went, she began to work him.
"We're here."
They stopped and he stepped up to her and removed the blindfold. She slowly opened her eyes and gasped. "It's beautiful." She scanned the scene before her. He'd taken her to the lake behind the house, and set up a lavish night picnic. The sky was clear and the moonlight danced off the water in the background. Torches had been lit and the flames lashed out at the night. On the ground was a blanket with a picnic basket sitting on it.
"There's more." Taking her hand he ushered her over to the blanket and they sat down. Opening the basket he removed a small cake with a single candle sitting atop it.
"Oh my God, how did you know?" she asked, smiling widely and looking at the tiny birthday cake.
He rolled his eyes at her. "You told me, silly girl."
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