Mason
"Look at you!” She almost trips on the hem of her dress her feet tangling in the stiff fabric as she spins to face me.
“s**t, you scared me!” She clutches her chest, leaning into my side to steady herself.
“Sorry, Crash.” Leaning down I kiss the top of her hard hair. She has it up in some sort of updo filled with hair spray and curls.
“No, you aren’t.” She laughs, smacking my chest.
Grabbing her wrist I bring her knuckles to my lips, laughing. “No, I’m not.” Opening my lips I drag my tongue across her knuckles watching her blue eyes fill with heat. “You look edible.”
“Yeah?” Biting her lip she looks at me under her sexy lashes. She walks into me rubbing her hand up my stomach, across my chest. “We’ve got time for a quick taste.”
“Quicks a problem. I like to enjoy my meals
