Warning - This Chapter gets a little steamy
He places her on the kitchen island, “then can you at least pass me the white cloth behind you” she said and he handed it to her.
She carefully cleans his head and laugh a little when she realized he was right it was a scratch. Indeed the thought of him being harm makes her worried. As she blows on his little wound she felt his mouth n****e on her neck which make her let out a gasp “Mason”
He didn't bother to stopped as he was attacking her neck with his sweet kisses.
He moves downwards which make her body shiver by his touch. Slightly her dress was removed until it settle on her waist. He moves to n****e her breast with his mouth, and this time her hands reach out and held him closer.
“Mason” she moan, bringing his head up to hers.
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