“You have to makeloveto me first, Bossman.”
“I have a lifetime for that. Tonight, I want to fuck you.”
My mouth drops open, and I slap his arm playfully. “Mase, how can you be so romantic and thenthat?”
“Forgive me,” he murmurs, taking my lips in a heated kiss and moaning against them.
We come to a standstill on the pavement, lost in the moment.
I go to pull away but he palms my cheek, pulling my bottom lip down with the pad of his thumb. “Forgive me at my worst and I will love you at yours.”
“I thought you said I was perfect,” I say, biting the pad of his thumb.
“Then I watched you dance,” he deadpans.
“Oh my god, Mase!” I step back in shock from his words.
His head drops back, and he laughs so freely it makes my heart soar. I’ve never seen him so carefree.
“Baby, I’m joking. You were unlike anything I have ever seen before. I wish the whole world could have watched you on that stage, but now it’s solely my memory, and that means the world to me.”
I roll my eyes, pulling him by the lapels and onto my waiting mouth.
I feel emotional as the plane starts to glide down the runway; my memories of Paris locked away in a special part of my heart. Mason is on his laptop catching up with everything he missed on Friday afternoon in the office.
I’ve been sat watching him for the last half an hour, unable to focus on anything but him.
Yet the farther we get from the hotel suite, and as the plane hurtles down the runway, my life back in London, the reality that will forever keep me on my toes, it screams at me.
My mother, the showcase, and my possible father situation. It’s everything I allowed myself to forget this weekend, and now I have to go back and face it before it drags me down.
“Nina.”
My eyes find his dark ones, and the promise they hold would be enough, but he doesn’t seem to care, choosing to slay my woes with his words. “I promised you forever. I’m here. Always—no matter what.”
I nod my head, not knowing how else to express what his declaration means to me. His key sits in my purse, and for the first time in forever, I feel excited about something that I haven’t earned myself.
He sees me coming and snaps his laptop closed, placing it on the seat next to him as I crawl into his lap. For the first time in my life, someone wants to shield me, protect me, and I believe it.
I believe him.
Mase
She’s giddy as she exits the lift and marches into the penthouse, chucking her key into the tray as she starts to unbutton her top.
“What are you doing?” I chuckle.
She fell asleep on the flight home, and since waking up has been a ball of energy.
“House rules. No clothes are permitted between the hours of five p.m. and six a.m.” She smiles triumphantly as she continues to strip down.
“Unless we have guests,” I add, unbuttoning my shirt.
“Of course.” She nods in agreement.
I’m in my boxer briefs and about to remove my socks when she tackles me to the ground and straddles my waist.
She rocks herself over me, my cock hard as it nestles itself in the line of her pussy. A scrap of material lies between us. “Baby.”
