“Sorry man, you're on your own with this one. I’ve learned my lesson already, suggesting something stupid to Ry. I don’t want to be sleeping on the couch tonight because of you.”
“Thanks for the help brother. I’ll remember that the next time your dumb ass decides to say something stupid.”
“Oh please! You laughed at me that day when Ry handed me my ass over her coffee. You were no help to me then, so I’m only returning the favor.”
“See? He learned his lesson and hasn’t said a dumbass thing like that again. Didn’t you babe?”
“That's right baby” Lucas kisses her and it quickly turns heated.
“Alright, not in front of me, that's still my sister. I don't need to see that shit. Here comes the waitress, let's get you your cake, Angel. Do you want a piece of lasagna to go for lunch tomorrow while you're at work?”
“No, that's okay. We are going to be ordering in tomorrow for the girls since they've all been doing an amazing job lately. Plus, we need to get the gossip on Damon dropping off Skylar tonight.” Both Ry and I giggle at that like we're back in grade school. Mason and Lucas just roll their eyes, used to our antics by now.
“Would you guys like any dessert for this evening or just the bill?”
“Two pieces of the chocolate mousse cake please.” She walks away and within a few minutes, comes back with our cake.
“Here you guys go. Enjoy.”
“Oh, I'm going to.” I hate to admit it but Mason is right. Not that I'll ever tell him that. It's not just me I have to think about but once in a while won't hurt me. I scoop up a piece of cake and look at Mason, holding out my fork to him. He looks me right in the eye as he takes the piece of the cake, his eyes heated sensually licking his lips making me squirm in my seat. Then I remember his promise earlier to me and now I just want to get home so we can get to the good stuff. Mason leans over and whispers in my ear,
“Are you wet for me, Faith?”
Trying not to whimper, I have to save some dignity. I do the only thing I can do, lie “Nope.” Mason has always been able to see through me since the beginning, so he knows I'm not telling the truth.
“You're still a shit liar Angel but that's okay because once we get home, I'll be making you nice and wet I’m gonna fuck you on the first available surface we find. Eat your cake so we can go.”
The waitress takes that moment to walk by us. “Excuse me, do you think I can get a takeout container for my cake and the bill please?” Mason is laughing beside me because he knows I wouldn't be able to sit here much longer after what he just said. He's kept me wet and wanting all day so ya, you bet your ass I'm packing up this cake to go.
“What's wrong, Faith? Are you feeling okay? Your face is all flushed.” Rhylie asks
I squeak out “oh ya, totally fine. Just getting tired, it's been a long day.” The waitress walks over and Mason pays the bill while I pack my cake. Just because there's a little piece left doesn't mean I'm leaving it behind. Walking towards the parking lot, we say our goodbyes. “Alright guys, I'll see you tomorrow. Love you.”
“Bye guys. Oh Faith, did you end up talking to Isabella about what we offered?”
“I did, she's going to take some time to think about it. I told her whatever she needed we would back her.” I wave bye and Mason helps me in the truck. Jumping in, he starts it up and heads for home.
“How are you feeling? Not too tired are you?” He places his hand on my stomach, rubbing it in small circles. He did that all through dinner as well.
“No, I'm not too tired. Just excited about next week's appointment. I still can't believe all this is happening.”
“Believe it, baby. Little Ryan will be here before we know it.”
“You're still so convinced we're having a boy, aren't you?” We pull into the driveway and he shuts the truck off. He gets out and rounds the front to open my door for me and helps me down.
“Oh, I'm positive we're having a boy. Care to bet on it?”
He's wiggling his eyebrows up and down. There's no way in hell I'm betting him with anything. The last time Ry and I did, we ended up with food coloring in our hair. Since we lost, those were the terms of the bet. He was such a shit when he was younger. We all got into trouble for that and we were grounded for a week.
“Nope. No bets Mason. That will never happen.” He's full out laughing now, remembering the time as well.
“What?! I thought you guys looked cute with rainbow hair.” Sticking my tongue out at him, I walk in front of him into the house. He grabs me around the waist and spins me around. Slamming his lips down on mine devouring me right where I stand. Pulling at his button on his jeans, I stick my hand down his pants. I grab his dick, stroking it up and down. He groans in my mouth.
“ Faith. Slow down Angel, I don't want to come like this.”
“Well then, hurry up and fuck me, Mason. I need it.” Pulling my pants and underwear down, he lifts me and squeezes my ass as my back hits the wall. I can feel his dick at my entrance. He checks to see if I'm ready. He has no idea how wet I am for him.
“Fucking soaked.” He lines himself up and slams into me, stilling to give me a minute to adjust to his size. No matter how many times we have sex, I still need that moment because he’s that big. Rolling my hips so he gets the hint, I moan out his name.
