Page 33 of Rescued by a SEAL

Mason ducked down and grabbed her silky camisole from the floor, handing it to her. “Then I’ll be giving him a call every day for an update.”

Taylor clutched her camisole in one hand, nervously looking up at Mason. He’d seen her breasts already, touched her intimately.

Tasted her, she thought with a blush.

Why did dressing in front of him embarrass her?

“Here,” he said, holding his hand out to her. She took his hand and rose from the bed as Mason ducked down and kissed her, his free hand lightly running over the side of one breast. “You look sexy as hell topless, but I want you to feel comfortable.”

She let him help her slide the camisole back on, the bulge in his pants as prominent as ever. “I’m going to need a very cold shower when I get home.”

“Mason,” she protested, reaching out for him.

“Another time. This was about you, remember?”

She nodded, looking at him in confusion. Maybe he didn’t want her to touch him? Clearly he was aroused. A mixture of thoughts warred within her.

“I’ll come back and pick you up in a few hours for out date. Sound okay?” he asked.

“Oh, uh, sure,” she said.

“If Eric or his buddy come back here before then, call 911. Then call me. I’ll come over immediately. But make sure you file that police report this morning.”

“Okay I will.”

“I don’t like leaving you here alone,” Mason said. “Not without a way to leave.”

“This has been going on for several weeks,” she said with a shrug. “I don’t like it either, but hopefully getting the police involved will be enough to keep them from coming back.”

“I can bring you to my place if you’d feel more comfortable.”

“Mason,” she said with a sigh. “I can’t hide from my ex. I need to live my own life. And even though it’s annoying and creepy that he keeps coming over, he hasn’t threatened me or hurt me. I’ll be fine.”

He nodded, his mouth in a grim line. “All right. I’ll be back in a few hours, okay?”

“Okay.”

He leaned down and brushed his lips across her forehead then turned to go. She stood there for a moment, flustered, and then followed him into her living room.

“Lock the door behind me,” he said as he turned the deadbolt.

“I always do,” she assured him.

He turned in the doorway, his large body shielding her from the hallway outside. “No need to let the neighbors see you in that,” he said, his eyes heating.

Her nipples pebbled beneath his gaze, and the corner of his mouth tugged up in a smile. “See you soon, sweetheart.”

“See you soon,” she said, closing the door behind him.

Heat bloomed over her skin as memories of their morning flashed through her mind. Mason was sexy as sin, and she’d just let him pleasure her in her bed. She had no idea what he had planned for their afternoon together, but not even a minute had gone by since he’d left, and she already missed him.

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