10. Chapter Ten
Chapter Ten
Bella
I thought— hoped —that Mason would be on me as soon as we entered the cabin. I need to feel him, skin to skin, and know we're both alive. Together.
Instead, he pulled away and went to the stove. “I'll make you some tea. Why don't you warm up by the fire?”
Tea? Now?
I cross my arms over my chest, feeling the chill settle in my bones. He said he couldn't live without me. Was that just adrenaline talking? It couldn't have been. He's the only one who truly sees me.
Mason's hand shakes as he fills the kettle and sets it on the burner.
The tiny tremor fills me with relief. I know what this is. I saw it in his eyes when he held me in his lap. He's unraveling. Sorting through the heavy feelings of fear and dread. Processing them the only way he knows how—with action.
He isn't pushing me away.
I remove my jacket and boots, then the socks that are now damp from the snow. I slip the first button free on the flannel shirt and join him in the kitchen.
Mason watches me approach, eyes heating. “Bella.”
I switch the burner off. Undo another button.
He scrubs a hand down his face and backs up a step. “You don't have to stay, honey.” His voice is deep and raspy, like it's dragged from the depths of his soul. “Not because of what happened or because I protected you.”
I open another button, revealing a sliver of skin down to my navel.
“Jesus.” His eyes are locked on my chest, watching the flannel part. He swallows, throat bobbing. “You can walk away. But if you stay...” He reaches for me, then clenches his fist and pulls back at the last moment. “If you stay, I won't hold back. I'll give you everything I have, Bella. My body. My heart, even my life. It's yours. Has been since the day I saw you drop your books in the bank.”
My hands still on the next button. “You saw me at the bank?” I whisper.
“I moved to help, but you were too quick.”
“I was embarrassed.” He saw me. Even then, he saw me. My heart melts for him. I thought I might be falling in love with him, before. I have no doubts now.
“The choice is yours, baby.”
I open the last two buttons and slide the flannel off my shoulders. “I'm not leaving.”
“Are you sure this is what you want?” His gaze feels like a hot caress on my body.
“I want you, Mason. I love you.”
He sucks in a breath like I've knocked the air from his lungs. Maybe I have. I'm feeling a little light-headed myself.
We stare at each other a beat. Then he sweeps me off his feet and strides into the bedroom, dropping me on his bed. It shocks a laugh from me. But then Mason is pressing me down to the mattress. His huge body surrounds me as he props himself up on both arms over me.
“Say it again, Bella.”
“Say what?” I tease. I know what he wants, but I need to hear him say it back.
He dips his head and nips at my nipple. “Say it.”
Heat arrows between my legs, making me embarrassingly wet. “I love you, Mason.”
He kisses me hard, lowering until our bodies are joined from chest to thigh. He's still dressed in everything but his boots and jacket, while I'm almost bare.
As if reading my mind, he hooks his fingers in the borrowed boxers and slides them off.
Mason smooths his large hands up my legs, then pushes my thighs wide enough for his shoulders.
I cup his cheek, forcing him to meet my eyes. “Do you want me to stay? Or is this all there is between us?”
“I told you I'd give you everything if you stayed.”
“Then tell me what I need to hear.”
He rises up and kisses me softly, tenderly. “I love you, Bella Brown.”
I smile, happier than I've ever been.
“Now I'm going to show you.” He slides back between my thigh, lowers his head, and licks my core.
I arch off the bed, crying his name.
“Hold on, baby. I'm going to make you feel good.” He drags his tongue through my folds and works me with his hands and mouth until I'm boneless.
Mason
Nothing has ever tasted so good as Bella. I roll my tongue over her, pushing her pleasure higher and higher. Her fingers are anchored in my hair, holding me against her sweet pussy. She's so lost in the feelings, I'm not sure she even knows she's doing it.
I push a thick finger inside her, sliding it back and forth until it goes, with ease, then lick up to her clit and suck it lightly. I'm rewarded with a flood of her honey, and press a second finger in. In seconds, she's coming. On my hand. My mouth.
Fuck, I could do this forever.
As the last of her tremors subside, I sit up and strip my clothes off. She gave me her trust again, baring her body while I remained dressed. It was fucking hot. But now I need to feel her. All of her. The second I'm naked, I roll onto my back and pull her over me. Her gorgeous breasts fill my hands, the hard little points of her nipples rubbing against my palms.
Bella moans when her pussy brushes against my hard cock.
I have to be gentle. The gift she’s about to give me is too precious.
“You want that, sweetheart? It's yours.”
She nods.
“Then lift up.” Putting my hands on her waist, I help her sit up, then line my dick up with her wet heat. Jesus, the feel of her folds brushing my cock is going to make me come, and I'm not even inside her.
Bella grips my wrists, using my hold on her breasts as support as she slides back and forth over my tip. She moans.
“That's right, honey. Take me.”
She slides down my shaft until I feel her barrier. It's the hottest, tightest fit. Like her pussy is strangling me. I never want it to end.
“Ready?” I pant against her lips.
“Please, Mason. I want you.”
I shift my grip to her hips and rock against her until she's naturally moving with me. Then in one swift motion, I thrust into her hot core.
Bella cries out, eyes squeezed tight.
I freeze, letting her adjust. “You okay?”
After a moment, she nods. “You're so big.” She wiggles her hips and presses a hand over her lower belly. “I feel so full.”
“Don't—I won't last.”
She squeezes her inner muscles, making me moan. It's too much and not enough.
Flipping her onto her back, I pound into her.
“Mason,” she cries, nails biting into my shoulders.
I keep thrusting, then slide a hand between us to rub her nub until she breaks apart, coming all over my dick. One last thrust and I join her. My arms give out and I drop onto her, pressing her deeper into the mattress.
She wraps her legs around my hips, holding me there, like I've finally come home.
I press my forehead to hers, our breath mingling. “You’re everything to me, Bella.”
“I’m so glad I found you.”
Rolling to my side, I tuck her to my chest, still buried deep in her body.
Bella cups my cheek and presses a tender kiss to my lips.
I may have sheltered her from the storm, but she saved me from myself. “You're mine. Now and always.”