He stood up out of his chair and spun me around by my hand. He grabbed underneath my thighs and lifted me up and onto his waist. I put my legs and arms around him to hold myself up.
“I can walk Mason!” I said in a sarcastic voice as I rolled my eyes at him.
“I don't want you to, I like carrying you,” he answered in a husky yet loving voice. I smiled at him and stared into his beautiful green eyes. He bit his plump bottom lip in response, and I almost wet myself when it sent my pulsing bud into overdrive. Damn, he is so sexy, resisting him this time is going to be a lot harder than I'd thought.
Freya, Not Again
Freya Rose
Mason had carried me back to bed, then to my surprise, he stripped down and got into the bed with me. I didn't know what to expect, but he was a gentleman and just
