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With gentle hands, he led me to the bed and instructed me to lay down. My legs were like jelly, something else I’d never experienced before, and it almost made me giggle. I clung to him, letting my weight fall on him as the last little tremors burst through my mind and body as I sprawled out on the bed.

“I’m going to give you some time, Lacy. I wasn’t aware of just how inexperienced you were, and I want you to be sure about the next steps of this night. Rest here, and I’ll be back in a half hour or so, okay?”

I nodded, too flustered and overwhelmed to speak. I wasn’t sure I could actually form words, or move on my own now. Yeah, my brain was functioning again, and I’m fairly certain I now had a permanent smile on my face, but speaking? Moving? Not gonna happen right now.

The door closed and though I’d have liked to continue, I thought it was sweet that he’d given me this time to really choose what I wanted. It would be easy to agree to anything in the heat of the moment, and he seemed to know that. He didn’t want me to regret anything that happened after this little break, and I really liked that.

I wanted to call Mandy, to tell her what had happened, to fill her in on how incredible Mason was, but my phone was in my locker. I had to decide this on my own. Though, to be fair, it was an easy decision.

I wasn’t religious, my best friend was in the sex industry, and though I didn’t date, I wasn’t a prude. I’d had a lifetime of hurt heaped onto me and that had made me skittish. Until Mason came along.

I rolled over, my hair a tangle behind me, and looked at a bare space of red wall. When he left the station this afternoon, I’d felt a little sad. Rich people came and went from the store, it wasn’t that aspect of him that had interested me, it was his eyes, his face, the soft purr of his voice. That smirk and the way he smiled at me, as if he knew things I didn’t. And it was more than obvious now that he did, I thought with a quick laugh.

Fuck, how had this happened? Fate? Luck? I didn’t know, but I do know he’d said he’d have gone to the station tomorrow to see me again if he hadn’t found me here tonight. Which meant that this might have been inevitable. Maybe I was lucky that he’d found me here, where I could control more of what was going on too.

I was nowhere near as worldly or as experienced as Mason was. Compared to him, I was a country bumpkin, even if I’d grown up in Chicago. I had no wiles, no techniques to use on him, and there was nothing sophisticated about me. I was just a girl that worked at a gas station that had taken on her stripper friend’s job for a night.

It was unbelievable, yet there I was, in a bed that he was about to occupy with me. If I said yes. Could I let it go that far? Would I be crazy not to?

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