LA Dreams

Chapter Four

{Tielar POV}

I shivered at Masons’ touch. The feeling of his hand on the small of my back was enough to make me let out a small moan. I bit my lip to contain myself. He guided me out of the cafe and looked down at me, “Which way do you need to go?” he asked me quietly. I gestured to the right. He nodded and removed his hand from my back, gesturing forward, “lead the way, beautiful.” I blushed and started walking. How is he doing this? 

We began walking towards my place and getting to know each other. Mason began the conversation,

“So, Tielar, where are you from?”

“Connecticut”

“Hmm, what are you doing in LA?”

“I actually just moved here with my best friend, well, my step sister” 

“Why is that?”

“Well, I don’t know where to start.. I started posting videos and people seemed to like them.. I got an offer and felt it was time to leave.”

“Videos? Like what?” 

“A little bit of everything.. Daily routines, story times, dances, etc”

“Dance? You’re a dancer? I should have seen that coming.”

“What do you mean?” 

“Well, and I’m being forward, your body is f*****g incredible.”

“I - uhm - thank you?” I said blushing. “Do you realize that you have legitimately a God’s body?”

“Well, I, shit.” he was speechless. That made me smirk. I seemed to have an effect on him. 

“Mason?”

“Yes.”

“Can I be super forward with you?”

“I don’t think I could stop you.”

“You couldn’t.” I smiled and decided to just say what was going through my head. This is what it meant to be a new person. Be bold. Be confident. Own your s**t.

“I haven’t been laid in 6 months. The moment you came over to  my table back there, I’ve been imagining what you would be like. I want to get to know you, but I also want to have my way with you.” I said it with a confidence I didn’t recognize in myself. Thatta girl. 

All of a sudden Mason put his arm around my waist and guided me into a side alley we almost passed. He pinned me against the side of a building and leaned down, crashing his lips into mine. I froze for a second but allowed my lips to respond to him, returning the kiss, as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He tasted so f*****g good. His tongue pushed at my lips, asking for entry and I obliged. Our tongues wrestled for control. His hands her around my waste, pulling me as close as possible to him. I knew I was wet, I could feel my panties in my jeans. 

He pulled away and bit his lip. “Sorry. I’m getting carried away” but he didn’t drop his arms from me. I just raised an eyebrow at him and leaned into his neck, kissing it. He let out a small moan, pulling me even tighter against him, then letting go and taking a step back. 

“Now why are you backing up?” I asked breathlessly. 

He smiled at me. “Tielar, I can get lost in you. I want to do this right. I’m not going to f**k you in an alley for the first time. And I’m definitely going to make sure that when I do, I get to over and over again. You’re something else, so let me walk you home.” 

I rolled my eyes at him and smiled. Within a second he had me pinned again and his mouth next to my ear, “You ever roll your eyes at me, I will have to punish you.” he whispered harshly and nipped at my ear. Holy s**t. I definitely needed to change my underwear now. I nodded my head “yes, sir.” I could feel him smile, he kissed my neck and backed up again. “Lead the way.”

The rest of the way home I kept teasing Mason with small touches and getting to know him. Mason was from Texas and wanted to get back there one day. He was an engineer and working for Google, but wanted to leave. He had 3 brothers and a sister back home, his parents had passed away a few years ago. We were lost in conversation in flirting all the way back to my place. We walked up to the door and grew silent. 

“Do you want to come in? Camilla and I are probably going to order pizza and watch Netflix tonight. Pretty low-key.” I asked, making sure to make direct eye contact. Camilla would be there, that’ll keep me behaved. I could see him visibly swallow and nod his head. I smiled and unlocked the door, opening to the living room, stepping inside. 

I walked over to the kitchen and put my bag on the stool. There was a note on the counter.

‘T - 

Met a guy, going on a date. Sent you my location in case. Don’t wait up! 

X - C’

Welp. So much for a babysitter of sorts. I looked up at Mason, who was standing admiring the pictures Camilla and I set up around the living room, smiling. I pushed the note to the side and grabbed a few pizza menus from the drawer. I cleared my throat to get his attention. He walked over and sat on one of the stools. I propped myself on the counter next to him and handed him the menus. “Pick your poison, I don’t know what’s good around here.” He took the menus and rifled through before deciding on one. “Any preference for you and Camilla or do you want me to order?” he asked while pulling out his phone. I shook my head. “Camilla apparently has a date” I nodded towards the note, “and I am pretty simple.” He raised an eyebrow and reached for the note giving it a quick read. 

“So we are on our own for dinner?” he asked.

“Yup. Just me, you, pizza, netflix and the couch.” I said, letting my eyes trail down. Lord, this man was sexy. 

“Hmm. Ok.” he said quietly. He fiddled on his phone for a second, “Alright, they’ll be here in an hour” he put his phone down on the counter and stood up in front of me. It took everything in me to not grab him and f**k him right here. I needed to change the subject. 

“So, uh, what do you want to watch? Movie or show?” I asked, trying to keep my eyes on his. 

“I don’t mind either way. Answer me this, what’s your favorite show?” 

“Easy. The Office and Game of Thrones.” I said quickly. 

He stepped closer to me, putting his arms on the counter on either side of me. “Seriously?”

I nodded my head. “Well, damn. I think you might actually be perfect. Those are my go to's.” He said quietly, finally letting his eyes glance down at my cleavage. “Shit.” he practically whispered. I reached forward and tugged on the hem of his shirt, pulling him closer. Every fiber of me wanted this man.