Page 33 of Their Promise

Mason set me down, smiled wide, and waited until she walked away before he said, “I think they wanted to make sure we didn’t have sex in here.”

I nodded and looked down, too embarrassed to look at him more. “Seems that way.”

He chuckled. “Lucky for them, I refuse to let our first time be in a dressing room.”

“You have our first time planned already?” I asked and smoothed my hair down. “That’s a bit cocky, don’t you think?”

His warm lips pressed against my ear as he said, “The only thing cocky here is you thinking I won’t absolutely destroy anyone who gets between you and I. I’ll follow along with your courting request, Lily, but you are mine, have been since I was six years old, and it’s only a matter of you accepting that. Once you do, I’m going to show you exactly what my plan is for this sexy, delicious body of yours.” He inhaled deeply and said, “Though, perhaps a little taste won’t be bad.”

My brows furrowed, unsure what he meant.

Dropping to his knees, he pushed the dress up to my waist, pushed my knee to spread my legs, and leaned forward, licking me through my underwear.

I gasped and leaned my upper back against the glass, finding the coldness soothing as the rest of my body was burning hot. It wasn’t enough though, so I pulled the dress off completely, uncaring that he was going to see me in my thong and bra.

Slipping his finger beneath my thong, he pulled the cloth to the side, exposing my drenched core.

“Seems I’m not the only one who wanted a taste today,” he said, leaned forward, and licked between my folds. He groaned softly and licked me again.

Leaning my head back against the glass, I panted softly, trying to ensure I didn’t make enough noise the employees would hear me.

Mason sucked on my clit, making me gasp, and swirled his tongue around it, sending electric zings through me.

Looking down at him, I caught him looking up at me while he began doing something with his tongue that sent me right over the edge. The darkness in his aura swirled around him, mingling with mine, connected.

I bit my lip to keep from crying out as my body shuddered, my legs shook, and stars danced across my vision. I tried to move away, but he pressed a hand to my stomach, holding me in place as he continued to lick me, making me ride out the orgasm fully.

Standing, a satisfied smile on his face, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said, “I’ll take these and pay while you get dressed.” He grabbed the dress I’d had on and one other, stepped out of the dressing room, and closed the curtain between us.

I slid to the ground, panting, and satisfied for the first time in a long time.

Kissing him like that had not been in the plan and being eaten by him haddefinitelynot been in the plan, but there was something about Mason that had always called to me. That dark smokey aura that felt like it was a piece of me.

After getting dressed, I walked out to see him sitting with the bags, still smiling happily. As we went on to the next stores, he walked closer to me, our hands brushing together on occasion.

Tension had eased between us and I felt happy and relaxed, safe with him at my side.

A little girl ran over, a book and pen in her hand. “Princess! Princess!” she shouted.

Mason tensed, but I set a hand on his arm, smiled wide, and dropped down into a squat so I was at her eye level. “Hello.”

She moved from foot to foot in excitement. “Can you sign this, please?”

“Certainly,” I said with a nod, took the pen and book, and opened it. My eyes widened when I saw Mom’s and my dads’ signatures all inside. I went to an empty page and signed my name, then drew a cute snake curled around a lily, the same drawing I always did when I gave people autographs. Mom always put a bunny head wearing a crown with her autographs.

The little girl squealed, threw her arms around my neck, and took the book and pen back. “Thank you!” she yelled as she ran back across the walkway, waving to me.

A man bumped into her, knocking her down, and sending her book sliding across the ground.

“Watch where you’re going, kid!” the man snapped.

Mason set the bags down and growled as he stalked towards the man with his fists clenched at his sides. He stepped right up into the man’s face. “You’re the one who should watch where you’re going. What kind of man is rude to a child like that?”

Hurrying over, I helped the little girl up and got her book for her. “You okay?” I asked as I dusted her off.

She sniffled as she wiped her face and dusted off her hands. “Yes, I’m sorry.”

“Who the fuck are you? Captain-Save-a-Hoe?” the man scoffed at Mason, but I watched his throat bobbed as he swallowed hard.

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