EMILY’S POV
“If you want to start work early and get involved in the parade, you have to wake up now beautiful.” Mason said, tapping me to stand with a kiss. I mewled in his mouth.
That my friend is the best medicine to keep me awake. I rose, sitting straight. He had breakfast served on his bed desk, always on point.
I smiled taking the cranberry juice. “I love when you serve me like this. Gives me sugar vibes.”
He moved closer to me, still sitting at the side edge of the bed, pulling me to him as his fingers dipped under the duvet. I grinned before gasping. My lips spread out, stuttering gentle breaths as his fingers worked my vulva. “How ‘bout this, what sugary vibes do they give?”
I tried to speak but my words hung each time his fingers thrusts in me. “Vanilla. And chocolate
