Players Girl

Chapter 51: Eight

We arrived at the house and it was three stories tall with the most beautiful wood and windows ever seen.

"Wow," I got out of the car with all the shopping bags. Mason handed me my anxiety pills, toothbrush, and toothpaste and a baggy. 

"I know it's awesome isn't it," he smiled. 

"Ya," I gawked before turning to see he had a small bag holding his clothes. 

"Plus no neighbors for fifty miles in all directions," he winked. 

"I do not scream that loud," I felt my cheeks grow super red.

"Well now you can," he winked while opening to door. There was a spiral staircase with a living room to the right and kitchen straight, and office to my left. 

Mason led me upstairs into the main room, it had four room and four bathrooms. Mason went around the house and shut all the blinds, I helped him. 

"Okay so I am starving," I smiled at him.

"Damn straight to the point," he winked before walking downstairs.

"I meant food!" I called after him and caught up to him into the kitchen. "I can cook Mason."

"Okay go changed into any outfit and cook," he smirked. 

"No Mason," I laughed and grabbed some butter, bread, and cheese. 

"I love grilled cheese," he smiled. 

"Ya I do to," I turned to face him and noticed he was right behind me. 

"I love you more though," Mason leaned down and gave me a kiss. He grabbed my thighs and put me up on the counter top. His hands slowly ran up my thighs as his kisses ran down my neck until he touched a super sensitive spot and started sucking on the skin. 

"Mason" I pulled on his hair as I moaned out his name. 

"Damn I love when you say my name like that," he began giving little bits on my skin.

"Mason," my voice came out way huskier than I expected. He backed away with a boner and super dark eyes. "Food," was all I could say when his eyes landed on the grilled cheese. He flipped it and it still looked amazing. 

"You are one hell of a weakness," his voice was as husky as mine. I really wanted to attack him right there, because it has been a while. I turned off the stove and an evil smile fell on my face. 

"I am suddenly not hungry for grilled cheese anymore," I looked up at him.

"Neither am I," Mason grabbed my thighs off the counter and wrapped them around his waist. "You have five minutes to get ready when we are upstairs," he kissed my neck while carrying my up the stairs. I was pulling his hair to get closer to me, my jacket was already off down stairs along with my shoes by the door. 

"Got it," I kissed him on the lips and he ran me into the wall causing our lips to go crazy fast. I felt something harden under me and I smiled, I love having some control. He let me go and I went into the bathroom, god what am I doing? 

I put on the purple plaid skirt, garter, with the white socks and white shirt that barley covered my boobs. Under neath I was wearing the black thong and the white super push up bra. 

"Times up!" Mason called as I threw my hair up in a messy ponytail. I walked out with my black wedges from my work and his eyes went crazy dark. I swayed my hips a little bit more when Mason smirked. "Damn."

"What's the point when your just gonna rip it off?" I leaned on one side and pulled out my lip. 

"Ya you are so done for," Mason rubbed his hands up and down my back before pushing his chest against mine.