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“Go for it.”
That’s all I needed to hear. Bending down, I grab hold of the large cat and end up holding it in my arms like you would a baby. I start to stroke its belly with my other hand and the purring noise it makes is unreal, which makes me giggle. Mason comes to stand behind me, sliding his hands around my waist with his chin resting against my shoulder.
“He likes you,” he whispers into my ear, sending a shudder through my body.
“Mason. Leave the poor girl alone for five minutes.”
He groans against my neck and gives me a slight push toward the back room, which, when I realize as I walk in, is set out as a small coffee shop.
There are sofas, spread out with small coffee tables in front of them. Magazines are fanned out in the middle of each table. Off to one side there is a large table set up with an assortment of cookies and cakes along with a large coffee machine.
“Bianca, please sit down. Snowflake can get heavy after awhile.” Rosemary tries to usher me onto the sofa opposite Mason, but I walk around the table to sit beside him. I want to be close to him. As soon as my bottom hits the chair though he pulls me back into his arms. I’m so damn comfortable right now that I don’t want to move.
“Here you go.” Rosemary places two large glasses of lemonade on the table in front of us before dropping onto the sofa opposite with a delightful smile on her face. “Bianca, what a lovely name for a beautiful young woman.”
Mason groans so I elbow him in the stomach.
“Now Mason, I hope you’re being nice to your girl. This is the first one I’ve met and I like her.”
“Mom,” he kisses my hair, “I agree she’s beautiful, but I’m the only one allowed to tell her that, otherwise it will go to her head.”
“Hey.” I try to wiggle away, but his hand tightens around my waist.
“Ignore him, and tell me how you both met.” Sitting back in the cushions, she gets comfortable and waits for a reply that is stuck in my throat.
“We met—”
“Let Bianca tell me,” Rosemary interrupts Mason.
A trill of fear runs through me at her question. I pick up the lemonade and take a deep swallow, hoping to hide the awkwardness that I feel. I’m sure as hell not telling her the truth, but what can I tell her because I really don’t want to lie to her.
Then I remember and tell her, “The gym. I’d just finished my kickboxing lesson when Mason walked into the room and, because I wasn’t looking where I was going, we collided.” Well, the gym part was kind of true. I’d seen him there a few times, but I always left before he could see me.
“Gym,” he whispers, nibbling my ear.
“So you like to keep fit—”
“Rosemary?”
“Oh, excuse me. I promised Sarah I’d show her the new stock I have upstairs,” she says over her shoulder as she’s already heading toward the front of her shop.
“Hmm. I wonder what we can do to stay occupied,” Mason purrs before he starts whispering wicked things into my ear. I blush at the words, but it’s the heat between my legs that I’m most aware of as his hand around my waist slips to my hip and he starts to pull my dress up my legs. He doesn’t get very far considering I still have ‘snowflake’ on my lap.
Chapter Eight
Mason
Hearing my mom heading upstairs, I whisper, “I want to see you, Bianca. I thought I could be with you all day without touching you, but I can’t.” I slip out from where she’s snuggled against me on the sofa and go down to my knees. My dick starts to harden with thoughts of what I’m going to do to her.
Pushing the coffee table away, I kneel between her legs before removing Snowflake from her lap to lie beside her on the sofa.
“Mason. Your mom!” she hisses as I pull her toward me on the sofa, spreading her legs…and yeah, I can see her pink little panties.
“My mom will forget we’re here. She can spend hours talking about a chair.” That’s no bullshit either. “Now… I need my mouth on you. Watching you stroke the pussy has me hard.”
Her eyes widen when she realizes I’m referring to the cat. I chuckle and open her up to my eyes with her dress shoved up to her hips. I put my nose to her and inhale. Her smell has my dick throbbing, but I’m determined to keep him locked away. This is about my woman.
“You smell really good.”
