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“Thank you. I need to pay you for your time.”
She dips her head, but I don’t miss the blush climbing her cheeks as she does. “I don’t want your money, Mason.”
I reach for her ponytail, twisting it around my wrist. When I tug on it slightly, bringing her gaze back to mine, I can see the heat in her eyes. The sexual tension that’s been brewing between us over the past month has finally hit boiling point. She wants this just as much as I do.
“I wasn’t offering you money … I was planning on repaying you in a different way.”
Leaning in, I lightly brush my lips with hers. Once, twice. I draw back slightly, but our mouths are so close we’re sharing the same air.
“How?” she whispers.
“With ‘O’s, sweetheart.”
As much as I need to fuck this woman out of my system, so I can get some control back, I wait for an answer because the decision is purely hers. I’d never force her into doing something she didn’t want to do, no matter how desperate I am.
Instead of words, she releases a tiny whimper as her trembling hands move up to fist the lapels of my suit jacket, dragging me closer, I have my answer. My cock rejoices because he knows exactly how this night is going to end.
Chapter18
Jacinta
Mason’s hands leave the wall and skate down my back until he’s cupping my arse. “Fuck, Red,” he groans as his fingers dig into my flesh, dragging my body against his. I can already feel his erection pressing into my stomach, and knowing it’s me who’s doing that to him only makes me crave him more.
With every passing day, my resistance has been slipping. The chemistry between us is off the charts. All his flirty comments and playful touches haven’t been helping. Secretly, I’ve been obsessing about being with him like this again, but there was no way I was going to make the first move.
My only hope is that Connor doesn’t find out what we’re up to. Mason’s right when he says what we do behind closed doors is none of my brother’s business, but the last thing I want to do is to come between their friendship, and that’s going to be the main issue here. Not that I’m hooking up with someone, but rather with whom.
When Mason’s hands slide down further, and his fingers curl around my inner thighs, he effortlessly lifts me off the ground. “Wrap your legs around me, Red,” he says against my mouth.
I do as he asks, binding my ankles together behind his back. Again, he manages to bring out my submissive side. I’m not sure if it’s due to my inexperience or just my willingness to please him.
Turning, he carries me into his bedroom, kicking the door closed behind us with his foot. When I hear the click of the lock, my heart rate picks up.This is really happening.
He moves us over to the bed and bends to gently lay me down, hovering over me in the process. “I’ve been dreaming about this moment,” he says, standing to full height. “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve jacked off to images of you laid out on my bed?”
My eyes widen. “You have?”
“Why do you sound so surprised?”
I use my arms to push myself up into a sitting position. “I don’t want this to change things between us.”
“What do you mean?” he asks.
“One night, that’s it. And tomorrow we go back to hating each other.”
He arches one of his eyebrows. “Are you worried I’m falling in love with you, Red?”
“No,” I squeak as heat flushes my face. “I’m worried you won’t let me spend time with your son.”
A smile tugs at his lips as he bends down, invading my space. “Are you using me for my kid?”
“Never. I’m just taking what I’m owed.”
“The ‘O’s?”
“Yes,” I pant. “All the ‘O’s.”
“How many do I owe you?” he asks, resting his palms on the mattress and peppering kisses along my jawline.
