Page 34 of Scary In Love
“Haunted by a ghost with a hot, bare cunt? I think I’ve seen that porno.”
Now it’s my turn to be shocked, though even hearing him say that word does wicked things to me.
For Mason, that thought seems to trigger another. “Oh hey, on Halloween night, can you do something for me?”
“Depends on the something,” I tease, though at this point I think I’d crawl through glass for Mason Miller.
“Can you wear your fishnets again? The ones from the night we met.”
I fucking knew it.
Every time I’ve replayed it, I think about the way he looked at my legs, how he slipped his fingers behind my knee and toyed with the material.
“Of course. I want this to be good for you, too.”
He kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear when we hear more voices in the distance.
“Trust me, if you’re having a good time, I’m having a great time. You don’t have to worry about me.”
Ah yes, the whole pleasure dom thing. Did not have that on my bingo card this year, or this lifetime, to be fair.
“Okay, well…” I trail off. I’ve got nowhere to be, but I know he needs to start work. “Happy haunting, I guess.”
“Happy fingering yourself into oblivion the second you get home.”
Mason throws me a wink as he darts in the opposite direction, and it’s a miracle I make it out of his house in one piece. Mine is thankfully empty when I get home, and I ride my vibrator until the battery dies, wondering what the fuck I’ve just agreed to.
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Mason
Ittookweekstoprepare for the Miller haunt, but I’ve only had four days to prepare for my night with Jenna.
There’s a lot less to think about when you’re only planning to scare one person, but I’m a perfectionist, and I’m not slacking off where her pleasure is concerned. Every day, a new package has arrived, but then even more ideas have come to me.
I've read and re-read her kink quiz so many times, and still can't believe how perfect she is. She's so open-minded, and curious, and playful. My dick has barely gone down since I watched her grind herself into my thigh the other day. I wanted to touch her, wanted to get my hands on all of those perfect curves, but it's better that I didn't. I need to prove to her that she's in control when she's in this house, even if she's handing it over to me.
She'll be worth the wait, I have no doubt about it.
Despite covering so much in our discussion, there were still things I forgot to check. Thankfully, I have her number, and her permission to use it. While the crew file in for our final briefing, I unlock my phone and revisit our messages from the past few days.
MASON:Do you have any allergies?
JENNA:None.
MASON:Any phobias? Are you good with small spaces?
JENNA:No and yes.
MASON:Clowns?
JENNA:If you fuck me dressed as a clown, it better be from behind with a bag over my head.
JENNA:What the hell are you planning?
MASON:You’ll see. Count your days.
No more counting. Day zero is finally here.
