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I ran away before I could give him closure. I kept it from him like a ball in a game of monkey in the middle.
I thought that’s what he deserved after he hurt me the way he did.
After Ithoughthe had hurt me.
Now, there’s more to the story.
I’m not sure I’m willing to face that yet, though. Not when my body is on fire for him, has been aching since he arrived at the cabin, and his muscles tensed through his shirt as he pulled his bags into the house.
I want to see him with his shirt off, want to see the new art added to his body, the edges of which I’ve only seen around his shirt cuffs and the times he raises his arms to reveal a tiny sliver of his belly.
“Can we do that later?”
Mason’s eyes turn down at the corners.
I’m going to get rid of that disappointment right now. “Mason, look at me.”
He does. Gaze so steady and level with me.
I want to ruin him. Ruin that steadiness, have him lose himself in me, destroy his composure.
I let my cardigan drop down my arms to the floor, leaving me in only my tank top and yoga pants, all skin-tight, showing off my curves, impossible for Mason to ignore.
His eyes fall to my breasts, then to my waist, and then dart back up to my eyes as if he’s disrespected me.
“You can look, Mason.”
“What are we doing here, Laney?” He gives me a lopsided smile.
I don’t reply with words, instead opting for a slow approach, sauntering up to him.
I rest my hands on his chest and look up at him, a needy breath escaping my mouth.
“What are we actually do…”
His words trail off as I rise onto my tiptoes and let my lips brush his.
So restrained I should win an award, because lord knows the last thing I want to do is restrain myself.
“We’re doing whatever you want, Mason.”
Mason touches my waist, squeezes. “I want to do whateveryouwant.”
Without missing a beat, I reply, “Then I want you to fuck me.”
Mason’s resistance breaks.
He lifts me off my feet and slams me down on the bed, grabbing the waistband of my yoga pants and pulling down without wasting a second.
I gasp, unable to make sense of what’s happening until Mason pushes up my tank top and plants a kiss under my belly button.
His kisses travel further and further up my body until he snags a nipple in his mouth.
My body jolts at the feeling of him sucking, arousal pulling in my belly.
Mason laughs low against me. “Still so sensitive, baby.”
Baby. Like not a day has gone by. Like I’m his baby, like I’m his girl. Like I’m the one he runs home to make love to.
