Ashes Revenge ✔️

Chapter 21: Welcome

Scarlett

Mason and I are going to to Italy today! We're on the back of the SUV, heading towards his private jet. Mason is on his usual outfit while I am in some light blue skinny jeans and a white top with my vans.

When we arrive at the place were taking the flight I see a huge black jet.

Damn.

Santiago takes our bags and Mason opens the door for me letting me climb the stairs.

I stare at the inside in awe. There's cream leather seats, and to couches on each side, on the end there's a black door.

"It's a room and a bathroom." Mason whispers on my ear, making me shiver slightly, but I nod eitherway.

On the middle of the seats, that are facing each other, there's a glass table, with drinks above it.

"We're taking off  in two minutes, please stay on your seats." A voice says and I seat, looking at the little window at my side.

After the plane was on his way, I'm greeted with the amazing view of the clouds and the ocean. "Have you ever been on a flight before?" I snap my gaze to Mason and nod. "Bali, Dubai, France, Spain, London, I think that was it."

"What was your favorite?"

I smile remembering my trip to Dubai. It was definitely my favorite, the parties are wild and the views are amazing, not forgetting the clean water, of course. "Dubai."

He chuckles. "It's pretty amazing. We have an association with an hotel there."

"Which one? I plan on going back, I want free sleep." I grin at him making him chuckle. "Not happening." He smirks and I roll my eyes.

Selfish.

I want to see the room on the end so I get up and walk towards there. It's nice, in black and gold colors. Just has a bed on the middle with a black bedside table, and some small wardrobe. There's one other door, for the bathroom, I suppose.

Entering it, I see a sink and a toilet, you couldn't take a shower in here even if you wanted to.

"Like what you see?" I turn around fast at Masons voice. He's leaning on the door that separates the room from the bathroom. He closes it coming closer to me.

Uh oh.

"What are you doing?" I whisper to him seeing the smirk on his face. "Nothing." He comes closer capturing my lips on his.

Oh man, I could kiss him forever.

I lean my head back when he starts to kiss my jaw and neck. A small moan leaves my mouth when he bites my soft spot going to kiss my collarbone.

I trail my hand down his chest, and stomach until I reach his crotch. I rub on it feeling it already excited. He groans, and I unzip his pants, my hand going inside his boxers. I grab his dick, stroking him slowly , while he keeps nibbling my neck.

"Turn around." He breaths against my lips and I frown. "What?"

"Turn around, kitten." He bites my earlobe putting his hands on my hips, turning me, so I'm facing the sink and the mirror. My hand leaving his throbing dick.

He unzips my pants making eye contact through the mirror, kissing my shoulder. I lean my head to his back feeling his dick rub on my ass.

With his leg he separates mine, and I hear a package of the condom being ripped. Looking at the mirror, I see him putting it on him, and when he locks eyes with me I nod, desesperate to fill him inside of me, the pool of wetness between my legs getting bigger.

He enters me from behind slowly, as usual making me gasp. He starts thrusting, fastening his pace with each one and I grip the sink, moaning.

"Open your eyes kitten." He grunts slamming on me deeper. I open my eyes locking my gaze with his intense one. He pulls his hand on my back, signaling me to bent a little and I do it.

"Faster." I moan loudly, bitting my lips, bending my head back. He grips my tights opening my legs more and slams harder,making me scream his name out.

The sound of his balls hitting my ass, with each thrust he gives, turn everything more erotic.

Soon I'm clenching around him, my legs jelly, and I know if it wasn't for his grip I would fall. He takes his dick out and with one last deep and hard slam where I could feel his balls hitting my ass, he groans as I cry out in pleasure his name, both of us cumming, panting.

"Welcome to Italy, kitten." He smirks at me through the mirror and I lean my head against his chest, breathing chuckle.

That was a hell of a welcoming.

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Arriving to his mansion here, my jaw falls to the floor. It's huge and beautiful!

"Wow." I whisper getting out of the car. "I see you like it." Mason chuckles and I nod still looking at the beauty of the mansion.

We take our bags from the trunk and walk the way to there. In front there's a huge space with grass.

Mason opens the door showing the amazing entrance in tones of black and white.

Well, damn!

A little woman, probably in her sixtys comes to the door, a huge grin on her face. "Xavier! Così bello vederti, vedo che ti sei comprato una bella signora." She looks at me but I only smile.
(So good to see you, I see you brought  yourself a pretty lady.)

I have no clue what she's saying.

"Bello vederti troppo Viola. Lo è, vero?" He answers and I stay there like a lost puppie. (Good to see you too Viola. She is, isn't she?)

Mason looks at me and smirks. "This is Viola. Viola this is Scarlett."

"Hi." I offer her a shy smile.

Does she understand me? This is awkward.

"Oh my god. Finally Mason has found someone beautiful, I thought he was going to be those men who s-"

"Viola, we get it." Mason interrupts her ramble and she grins sheepish. "Anyways, thanks for the vacation ragazzo. Have fun." She leaves the door and Mason sighs.

"She can be a pain in the ass sometimes." I chuckle shaking my head. "She was happy to see you, it's understandable."

"It's just too much sometimes." He chuckles. "Come on let's put our bags on the bedrooms." He nods for me to follow and I go behind him, looking at the mesmerizing inside of the mansion.