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The way Mason looked at me blew me away. Before today, I had mostly felt awkward during sexual encounters. Guys were put off by my impulsiveness and need to be in control of the action. Not Mason. He liked the same sexy things that I did. For the first time in my life, I was getting everything I wanted and it was glorious.
Lying on his chest, I could feel his heart beating wildly. Something about that was so appealing to me. Cuddling me closer, he walked across the room, opened the door leading to the bedroom, and kicked it shut behind us. When he laid me on the bed, I scrambled back to make room for him. Watching his big naked body climb into bed with me was one of the most amazing sights I’d ever seen. And he was a cuddler to boot. What more could a woman ask for?
Once we were wrapped in each other’s arms he asked, “Are we spending the whole day in bed, or did you have other plans?”
I got my head comfortable on his shoulder and rolled that question around in my mind for a minute before answering. “This probably wasn’t the best idea in the world.”
He sighed. “I know things are a mess right now, what with us teaming up with the Russo brothers to take down Don Diavonte and whatever this is you have going on with Nicco. But sometimes when it feels right, we have to throw caution to the wind and grab a little piece of happiness while we can. Being in the military and watching good men fall all around me taught me one very important lesson, and that’s that tomorrow is never guaranteed.”
He wasn’t wrong about that. Memories drifted through my mind of Nicco teasing me about finding my own big biker to fall in love with. How true his words turned out to be. I wasn’t quite ready to have a heart to heart with Mason about Nicco right now, so I opted for another round of sex instead. “I agree. Let’s spend the next few hours enjoying each other’s company and we’ll worry about everything else later.”
Mason was absolutely right about grabbing a piece of happiness when it came our way. I’d spent my whole life hoping to meet a man who really got me, someone who understood how I thought and what I needed. Whatever this was between us was precious, well worth being nurtured and protected.
When I tilted my face up, he didn’t hesitate to kiss me. This man was like a sensual paradise just waiting to be explored. I liked everything about him, from his slow Southern drawl to his ripped body and hard-won words of wisdom. I even liked the way he teased me and pushed me out of my comfort zone occasionally. He was down to earth and wholesome compared to the men I was used to being around.
Within moments of being kissed and having his hands caressing my skin, my libido sprung back to life, eager for more of what only he could give. I threw one leg over his hip, climbed on top of him, and did a little exploration of my own as we continued kissing. His cock felt like an iron bar pressing against my pussy, and that thrilled the hell out of me.
We fucked over and over again until I felt exhausted and rubbed raw. Finally, the exhaustion won out and I tumbled off to sleep with visions of how his face looked in the throes of passion dancing through my mind.
We woke up to Storm banging on the door. “What the hell, Mason? I had one rule and you managed to break it in no time. Get the hell out here. I want to talk to you right goddamn now.”
I sat up and rubbed my head. The sun was cresting high in the sky. We must have had sex for the better part of the day and then slept like the dead all night and most of the morning. The last orgasm Mason gave me had been mind-blowing. Having Storm screaming at us through the door was much less amazing. He was giving me a gigantic headache.
Mason reached out to touch my arm. “Lay back down, cher. I’ll go talk Storm down from the ledge and grab us some dinner.”
I flopped back down in a boneless heap on the bed and pulled the blanket up over my face, all too willing to let Mason deal with the grumpy older biker.
Mason just chuckled and climbed out of bed. I heard clothes rustling and then his zipper close. Within moments he was walking across the room. The door opened and shut, and Storm continued harassing him for having sex with me. I wasn’t too worried about how this would impact the job because the job was just something Nicco made up to tuck me out of harm’s way while he and his brothers pulled off their coup.
Speaking of which, I decided that I had best make contact with them while Mason wasn’t here to distract me with his flirting, roguish good looks, and sly humor. I scrambled out of bed, grabbed my phone from my pants pocket, and slid right back into bed before calling Nicco. He answered on the second ring, sounding tense.
“Aprilia, how are you doing? Are you and Sophia still getting along?”
“What the hell, Nicco? Why would Sophia and I not be getting along? Just because you and your brothers argue all the time doesn’t mean the rest of the world is in constant conflict.”
Nicco moderated his tone. “Yeah, I get that. Sorry for jumping the gun, princess. Want to tell me what you’ve been up to? The shopping in Griffinsford can’t be all that great.”
“You’re right, the shopping sucks. We’ve been getting in a lot of riding in the countryside. The scenery here is amazing, but that’s not why I called.”
“Oh, okay. What did you want to talk about?”
Here’s where things got tricky. This was the first time I needed to use the reverse code.
“My cat. I wanted to ask about my cat. Have you been feeding her and changing out her litter box regularly?”
There was a slight pause on the other end of the line as Nicco processed my question. “Of course. I’ve been taking care of Priscilla. If you don’t mind me saying, she’s a little on the snooty side and she’s clawed me twice already. I’m not sure that keeping Priscilla is going to be feasible once we start having children.”
“Try to focus, Nicco. We aren’t going to be having children for a long time and I need to make sure that Priscilla is properly cared for while I’m doing this errand for you and your brothers.”
“Do you have any specific instructions for me with regards to your cat?” Nicco asked.
“Yes, make sure you clean the shelf above her litter box. She has a tendency to fling litter, and fecal matter is a health hazard if it’s left behind.”
“Got it. I had noticed she makes quite a mess.”
Nicco should have reversed everything and come up withlook below the dog’s box for the shit you need. I wasn’t sure what Storm and Steel had been referring to at the meeting, but I knew if Nicco and his brothers were looking for something important that belonged to Don Diavonte then his safe was the wrong place to look. If not literally under his dogs’ kennels, then he’d likely keep anything of value under one of his buildings—so hopefully Nicco would figure out what I meant.
“When are you thinking about coming back home?” he asked quietly.
