Page 70 of One Night


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“Oh shit.” Relief swept in, erasing the fear I’d had earlier in the morning thanks to Joseph’s stalking us.

“Detective Jenner suggested that Joseph would be in cuffs before night’s end—”

I cut Mason’s words off, my mouth too desperate for a taste of him to hear anything else. There was nothing more to add in my opinion. All that mattered was Joseph would no longer be a threat to either of us.

We were free to move on without him to find our version of happily ever after—even if it didn’t involve my secret desire to wear pretty things.

“I love you,” I gasped out against Mason’s mouth, needing him to understand fully where my heart was. “I believe in you, in us. I want forever with you, Mase.” I pulled away from his addictive lips, studying his blown pupils, and the light, the goddamnjoy, radiating from them was too damn much to comprehend.

“I love you, Jasper. The thought of not having you in my life makes me itchy to jump off a bridge. Sorry.” Mason shook his head quickly. “Not reallyjump, jump, but you know what I mean.”

“You can’t stand the idea of living without me. I feel the same.” Our foreheads tipped together.

“I-I think I have from the very beginning,” Mason stated, his sweet breath caressing my mouth. “In one night, you took my heart.”

“I didn’ttakeit,” I argued. “You gave it up to me on a platter.”

“Then you’d best gorge on it. Or any other body part you want.”

Chuckling at Mason’s suggestive tone, I nipped his lower lip then sucked away the sting. “I need it all.”

“I’m yours,” he whispered.

“Damn right, you are.”

Our kiss grew hungry, heads angling to deepen the touch, the intimacy between us. No one turned me on like my Mason. Never had a man filled me up inside like him. I could feel forever in every swipe of his tongue along mine, in how his hands continued to grasp my shirt and hold on as though I was his only hope of making his way through life.

I knew better though. He was strong and would only grow in self-confidence as our relationship blossomed. Holding still to let him be independent from my desire to protect him wouldn’t get any easier, I expected, but my love for him would strengthen with every passing year. I would make use of every chance I could to show him. Tell him.

“On your knees, baby,” I murmured into his mouth.

He dropped down without hesitation, going straight for my belt.

Chuckling, I grabbed his hair to tip his head back. So damn greedy for me.

His eager hands stilled as our gazes connected.

“You are so fucking perfect for me, Mason. I couldn’t ask for a better man.”

Wetness welled in his eyes, and he swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “I love you.”

“Show me how much.” I loosened my grasp on his hair and caressed through the strands.

Mason had my pants to my knees within seconds, and he took me into his throat in one go.

“Fuck!” I hollered and bit my lip as he swallowed around my glans. “Holy fucking shit, Mase.”

Forget not pulling his hair. I double-fisted, holding on for dear life as my lover worked me over. Sloppy as fuck, he sucked and licked. Nuzzled and nibbled. Fucking teased around my slit until I couldn’t help but thrust over his tongue.

“Shit…your mouth is so hot.”

Why the fuck had I insisted on waiting to give him my dick like this?

He gagged as I stabbed deep into his throat, but he kept at it, drool dribbling. His hands found my ass, and he encouraged me to fuck his face.

I shoved in deep, and he groaned when I allowed him breath. “This what you want?” Another thrust earned me that beautiful gagging sound that caused the base of my spine to tingle.

“Mmm,” he moaned around my girth, licking as I pulled out.

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