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146. Welcome Home (4)

Penulis: Shiroi_Nami
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Aria’s POV

Mason didn’t hesitate. He bent forward, and his tongue found me—parting my folds before flicking over my swollen nub with deliberate precision.

My back arched in an instant, fingers curling tight around the edge of the kitchen island.

“Ahh… Mason…”

The whispers and stares from the mall, the venom in people’s voices about me and my parents—all of it dissolved under his touch. This man was my anchor, my shield, and he’d proved it time and time again.

One day, I’d find a way to give back what he’d given me.

But Mason’s tongue moved faster, cutting off any coherent thought. His relentless pace had me teetering on the edge until he suddenly pulled away.

I blinked, catching my breath, only to see him stripping off his pants. When I tried to sit up, his palm pressed firmly to my chest, keeping me in place.

I frowned in question, but he just waggled a finger playfully near my face before positioning himself between my legs.

“Stay right where you are and don’t move,” he murmured, st
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