CHAPTER 391: NOT A GENTLEMAN (NSFW)

"I can't believe you were in my house for weeks and I didn't do a damn thing about it."

Lexi shrugged, looking up with a quirked mouth like she wasn't surprised, and he was just a big dumb idiot.

"Can I make it up to you?" he said, feeling better already than he had all day. And maybe for quite awhile.

"Oh I think I can find some use for my toy," she said, then looked a little shy. "Do you think you can...get Becky to wear her hat? And maybe her boots? And um, not much else? But do not tell her it was my idea."

Mason chuckled as a wave of lust shot down his body. He set Lexi down as he dropped the 'private' mode he now realized was a temporary option in his profile view.

"Oh, I am absolutely going to tell her," he said.

"Mason you will not," Lexi said, hilariously trying to crush his big, superhuman grip with her tiny little hand. He just grinned and led her towards the door, feeling every eye crawl back over him.

Of course the eyes were all over him before, so he had no idea if it was 'busted for having sex' stares or just more 'there goes the anti-christ' stares. He supposed it didn't make much difference. And strangely enough, he was kind of getting used to it.

He walked Lexi back down the romantically lit path, tempted a few times to drag her into the bushes or the lush looking grass. When he glanced her way he could see she felt exactly the same, which was a thing all in itself.

Instead he rushed her forward, lifting her in a fireman's carry when she struggled with her shoes. She giggled and kicked her feet as he sped up to proper speed, damn near sprinting to get back to the hotel room.

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