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FIFTY EIGHT – DARK PASTS

MIRA

Mason picks me up and makes his way into the room, our bath water momentarily forgotten. I stare into his heated eyes with confusion, trying to figure out what the hell is going on. He looks straight ahead, not even sparing me a glance.

He lowers me onto the comfy bed and steps back, staring at me through hodded eyes.

I fight the urge to cover my hardened nipples with my palm.

"What now?" I whisper.

He grabs my ankles and pulls me towards the edge of the mattress, then he gets down on one knee between my widely spread thighs.

What the hell is going on?

Before I can even blink, his strong fingers wrap around my ankles, holding them in place, and his head descends between my legs.

"Fuck! Mason, nngh!" I cry out in shock as his mouth comes in contact with my throbbing core.

My back archs of the bed and I try to push him off, unable to bear the myraid of emotions that assail me, but he pins me down, and slips his tongue into my moist channel.

Pleasure rushes into the pit of my stomac
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