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He s what he has inus to our ho kiss

We get in his car, and he gets a s will be delivered in theI can’t believe he tossed me out like that Well, I suppose I can, but it still hurts Looking over at Mason, I push all of that out of my head What I want to think about is the way Mason’s hands clench the steering wheel like he’s going to break it

“Is sohtly your knuckles are white”

He givesthis close to you after weeks of trying to get over this insanityfeel every inch of you before I take you deep” I squir to his house seeates they open and standing before me is what looks to be a mansion or damn near close to it

“Wow, for real?” I exclai my hand to my mouth We aren’t even in the same sphere I feel like I walked into a different world I wonder if this is where he brings all his wos me

“What?”

“Thishere”

“Well, other than the once a week cleaning staff, my mom and ht a wo or atte to date”

“Wait? How long have you had this mansion?”

He chuckles, “It’s not a mansion, but for three years now”

“Wow, that’s a lot for a guy in his pri into this It would upset ht before we ive hiinity

“Baby, I’m not that old yet; I’m just about to turn thirty next month, but I plan for our prime to last into our sixties,” he murmurs