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Her fingers drag over my face. “We’ve got all night, Mason.”
I’m going to make good use of every last minute with her.
ChapterTwelve
IVY
Rain against the windows wakes me. The skies are gray as the wind howls. A soft voice is quiet next to me.
“I’ll see you soon, Pipsqueak. I love you too.”
“Everything okay?” I ask, stretching my tired muscles.
“Someone’s finally awake.” Mason shifts in the bed, his fine body on full display.
“Someone kept me up all night.”
“Not the storm?” he asks.
“Was that Willow on the phone?”
He nods. “She’s doing fine. Had a sleepover with all her uncles and slept like a baby in a tent in the living room.”
“Good.” I know she was scared about the storm.
“And how did you sleep, Ivy?”
My mind wanders back to last night. It was better than I ever imagined it could be. And believe me, I’d imagined it.
The way Mason kissed. The way he paid attention to what turned me on. It sends my blood sizzling, even now.
“Never better.” I roll over, the sheets tangling around my waist. Mason is wearing a pair of boxers, holding two cups of coffee. “And you?
“Never better,” he parrots back. “How you feeling this morning?”
“Sore.”
“Do I need to kiss you and make you feel better?” He drops a quick kiss on my lips before going back to his coffee.
“Who knew that many orgasms could wring a girl out?” I take my own sip, loving the service I’m getting from him this morning. I’ve never had a night like last night. At most, I’d only ever had one good orgasm, maybe two if I was really lucky.
Not with Mason. Oh no. That man took care of my every need. Even some I didn’t know I had. The way he learned my body and paid attention isn’t something I’m used to.
A cocky smile stretches Mason’s gorgeous lips. “You thinking about it right now?” He nips at my jaw.
“Maybe.”
“If you need more to test that theory, I’d be happy to oblige.”
I smack his bicep. “I might need a bit more rest before that happens.”
“So this is happening again?” Mason stretches out beside me, looking so good I could eat him. “No second thoughts after last night?”
Setting the coffee cup down on the nightstand, I snuggle into his side. It feels so good to be with him like this.
“No second thoughts.”
“Can I make a confession that might make me seem uncool?”
