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Chapter Forty-Seven
Bee
I wrapped my legs around him and grabbed the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. My resolve had started to disappear when I saw his perfectly sculpted body. And any resolve that may have remained had evaporated as soon as he removed my bra. I didn’t know what I expected to happen tonight. But this was what I had wanted. My plan was to be sexy and I’m pretty sure I had failed. But it didn’t seem to matter. We had barely said five words to each other before he had started undressing me. I had never felt so wanted in my life. And I had never wanted something so badly in my life.
Mason held me against him and set me down on the edge of the kitchen counter.
“We’ll do it your way then,” Mason said. His voice sounded tight. He was so wound up. He grabbed one of my boots and pulled it off, quickly followed by the next.
“My way?” I panted. I couldn’t help it. I was so aroused. He was so sexy and domineering. And his words were so dirty. I wanted his tongue back in my mouth. No. I wanted his tongue down there. I swallowed hard.
“Vanilla.” He undid the button of my jeans and quickly unzipped them.
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I no longer cared. Everything he did was so sexy. I wanted to do whatever he wanted. But I was nervous, because I had no idea what that entailed.
“Mason.” My voice sounded breathless. I put my hand on his chest.
He pulled back and looked at me.
“You promised me a tour.” I was chickening out. I had only ever had sex with Patrick. And he cheated on me. I wasn’t good at this. I wasn’t experienced like Mason was. I couldn’t make him feel the way he was making me feel.
“You’re killing me, Bee.” It seemed like he was undressing me with his eyes. It was unnerving and exciting.
“I’m not very experienced,” I blurted out.
“Is that what this is about?” He smiled at me seductively. “I know that.” He kissed the side of my neck. “Baby, I was the first person to ever make you come.” He kissed the side of my neck again.
“Mmm.” God. I put my hand on his chest again. “I just think that maybe this is not going to be as good as you’re thinking.” I was so embarrassed.
He sighed and placed his hands on the counter on either side of me. “I like that you’re inexperienced. Trust me, you’re not going to disappoint me. You couldn’t possibly disappoint me.”
I wasn’t sure if that was true. He said he was going to do it my way instead of the way he wanted. Wasn’t that disappointing? I didn’t want that. I wanted all the dirty things he talked about. I wanted him to do unspeakable things to me. “I don’t want to do this my way. I want to do it your way.”
He lowered his eyebrows slightly.
“I want you to do whatever you want with me.” I put my hands out in front of me. He had talked about handcuffs before. I think I wanted that. “Whatever you want.” God, I’m such a slut.
“Fuck, Bee.” He grabbed my waist and lifted me up over his shoulder.
“Mason!”
He slapped my ass hard.
Oh God. I liked how that felt. His palm stayed pressed against the back pocket of my jeans. He was carrying me somewhere, but instead of paying attention, I was looking at his ass. I had unzipped his jeans, so they were hanging slightly lower than the waistband of his boxers. His ass looked good in jeans. Even better than it did in his suit pants. I ran my hand down the muscles on his back and traced the waistline of his boxers. I could get used to this view.
As soon as I thought it, he threw me down onto his bed. When I looked up at him, he had an unfamiliar glint in his eyes. He looked like he had me right where he wanted me, like I was finally giving him what he needed. I swallowed hard. The sheets smelled like his cologne and it was arousing me even more. I wasn’t sure how many other girls had lain just like this in his bed before, but he was looking at me like I was the only thing in the world that he wanted.
“Get in the middle of the bed,” he said as he stared down at me.
I didn’t want to move. I wanted to revel in this moment.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me to my feet. His grip was tight. “If we’re doing this my way, it means you have to listen to me.”
“Okay.”
He put his hand on the side of my face. “Trust me, baby, you’re going to like this.”
“And why do you think that?”
