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Mason jerks his hips once more and releases inside.

How he has more to release after being in my mouth, I have no idea, but I’m certainly grateful. When he floods into me, my orgasm pulses and pushes me into an afterglow I’ve only known once before. With Nate.

I fall into a blissed-out state, unsure which way is up or down.

Thank goodness Mason somehow still has a head on his shoulders. He slides his arms under me, cupping my breasts, and pulls me up onto his lap.

My head falls back onto his shoulder, allowing Mason to grab a kiss from me.

We remain there, locked in a kiss that says everything despite no words being exchanged.

We want more.

AndIdon’t just want more with Mason. I want Nate too.

I want it all. Even if it’s just for our time here at the cabin.

I deserve that, dammit.

But will they still be okay with this in the morning?

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MASON

Laney fitsin my arms as perfectly as she ever did.

While she’s slept soundly on my chest, I’ve been wide awake. All night, watching her deep breathing on my chest.

Throughout the night, I plant kisses to her forehead, hoping that will do something to bestow good dreams.

I might have fought for this chance, but I never thought I’d get it. Now, here she is, the blue-eyed, blonde-haired love of my life. Back in my arms.

Except now there’s a twist.

She doesn’t belong to me. Not fully.

Her eyes go elsewhere. She’s worshipped by someone else.

As she should be. She’s a queen.

Light is starting to stream through the window. It’s still so early in the morning. Too early to wake her.

I’m restless, though. Torn between holding her here in bed and needing to go take a walk to clear my head.

I expected to feel possessive as I lay here with her. Compelled to argue my case that she should be mine, notNate’s. That we have so much right here between us, a history that needs to be reignited.

And in part, it’s true. Some things need to be reignited.

But we’re different. All three of us.

Why don’t I feel the need to throw her over my shoulder and drive her back to Manhattan right now? Why am I…excited? For the possibility of the day ahead? Me, Laney…and Nate.

Laney nuzzles into my chest, interrupting my racing thoughts. She whimpers in her sleep like a little puppy, hand tightening around my rib cage.

Our sweaty bodies have been interlocked since we finished last night.

And all of a sudden, it feels too much. Stifling.

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